Adam Parrish (
adamparrish) wrote in
itinere2016-03-10 01:46 pm
open || i heard that you make old things new; so I give these pieces all to you
Adam has been busy over the last month as the city has magically rebuilt itself before their very eyes. A lot of his time has been spent out in the mountainous and forested areas of the dome, away from people, doing what he has to do to make things right. Those who know him know what he's been doing. Those who don't, well, he isn't sharing. Over the month though, he's become more and more centered, more like himself and less scattered and overly emotional. Repairing the ley lines will do that for him.
He's getting back into a routine which includes a work schedule at the garage where he repairs and builds things of all kinds. Every day around noon he's in the park across the street, usually sitting on the merry-go-round, eating a sandwich he brought in for lunch.
Every few days he stops by Monmouth to check on Gansey, Noah and Blue. He makes sure the Pig is up and running as well as she can be. Then he disappears back to the apartment he shares with Ronan and keeps notes on all that's happened in Itinere since his arrival. Sometimes he goes to check the blue door that he's sure leads to Henrietta. It hasn't opened for him yet. Just his luck, he guesses.
He's getting back into a routine which includes a work schedule at the garage where he repairs and builds things of all kinds. Every day around noon he's in the park across the street, usually sitting on the merry-go-round, eating a sandwich he brought in for lunch.
Every few days he stops by Monmouth to check on Gansey, Noah and Blue. He makes sure the Pig is up and running as well as she can be. Then he disappears back to the apartment he shares with Ronan and keeps notes on all that's happened in Itinere since his arrival. Sometimes he goes to check the blue door that he's sure leads to Henrietta. It hasn't opened for him yet. Just his luck, he guesses.

For Ronan
Finally, he looks sideways to Ronan, studying him in profile. "Wanna go for a walk with me?"
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At Adam's question, Ronan cocks up one scarred eyebrow then nods. "Yeah. Something happen today?" he asks assuming that Adam doesn't want to talk about whatever it is in from of the children (Chainsaw). He pushes himself to his feet.
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He reaches over to rest his hand over Ronan's to still it before he can throw the next wad. He shakes his head. "Nothing out of the usual. Just come walk with me." His eyes say please. Because any other delay he'll start taking as a no. Yes, Adam can make things more complicated than they have to be.
He stands up and picks up the shredded paper, which gets a squawk out of Chainsaw. Adam throws the mess away and glances at Ronan before heading to the door.
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Adam gets a confused and slightly worried look from Ronan, but he nods. "Yeah. 'Course," he says, noticing the plea in Adam's eyes. He grabs Chainsaw and puts her in the cage in the living room so that she doesn't tear the place up then follows Adam to the door, reaching out to loop his finger through Adam's belt loops.
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The finger at his belt loop lets him feel a little better, grounded, because of the contact, because it's Ronan and touching like this or at all in any way is still new and thrilling to him, especially when done in public. Going down the elevator isn't public. But when they step out on the sidewalk, well... that finger is still there. It's thrilling. He likes it.
They start down the sidewalk in silence until finally Adam speaks up. "You know how everything got trashed and destroyed? Once things started coming back, I was worried everything wouldn't come back like it was." He pauses. "It has to be magic, right? This place is magic somehow... or way technologically advanced."
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It's still new and thrilling to Ronan as well, which is why Ronan tends to be slightly more touchy with Adam. He can touch him in public without fear of rejection or being looked at like he's crazy. No, going in the elevator isn't public, but Ronan still steals a kiss while in the elevator.
He walks along with Adam, boots scraping on the concrete as they walk. He doesn't mind the silence with Adam, but he is intensely curious what this is about. He nods a little as Adam speaks, relieved to the point that it probably shows on his face when Adam starts talking about how the city is coming back. "Sure as hell seems like magic." His brow furrows a little. "I'm going with magic. I don't think technology goes that far."
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Adam mimics Ronan, hooking a finger into the belt loop at the back of Ronan's jeans so that they're both holding on to each other. That they can do this without the world imploding doesn't stop Adam from sharply glancing around to see who else is around. It's just them so far save for the random person.
"But everything's coming back. I was glad cause... I started something before the world fell apart." He says. "And I've been able to finish it since it's been put back together again."
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Ronan still gets a little thrill when Adam initiates a touch like that. He knows Adam is still a little paranoid about people seeing them together in public.
He glances sideways at Adam, a suspicious look on his face as he listens to Adam. His brows pull together in something that probably looks like a scowl to anyone that doesn't know him. "Okay...what's going on, Parrish?" He says it with a curious tone of voice rather than worried the way he had been before.
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At his garage, he lets go of Ronan and unlocks the door to go into the garage. He flips on some lights. And rather than answer Ronan, he gestures to the motorcycle he pieced together for Ronan.
Adam rubs a hand back through his messy hair. "It's lightweight and low to the ground so it should go really fast. And... I mean it isn't all shiny like something new you could dream up. But if you... I mean I made it for..." It's yours Ronan, please take it before Adam slithers out of his own skin.
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"Adam, it's good to see you." He's certainly relieved to see that Adam looks a good deal better than he did the last time he saw him. "The ley lines in good shape?"
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Gansey smiles and a corner of Adam's lips twitches before falling flat again. Of course the entire crew knows what he's been up to. His mental state is a lot better now. "Yeah. A few more to fix, but there's a light at the end of the tunnel."
He shoves his hands into his pockets and steps closer to Gansey. "What are you up to?"
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That smile might not last, but Gansey sees it regardless. Perhaps he shouldn't have mentioned it. He never seems to be able tos ay the right thing to Adam. "Good. I'm glad. If you--if you need some help I'd be happy to go with you."
He looks to the journal he'd just closed. "Trying to get as much about the destruction and rebuilding of the city down in writing as possible."
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"You'd be bored out of your mind." Adam almost teases. Maybe Gansey wouldn't be bored out of his mind, but he'd be so distracted by everything around them that Adam would have a hard time not being distracted too. Adam naturally follows Gansey much of the time.
Adam nods. "I've been doing that too. I have some theories... probably wrong, but..." He shrugs.
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"On the contrary, I think I'd be able to take some fantastic notes." He'd be distracted by everything around them and he probably would distract Adam or he'd get so involved in his research that Adam would constantly have to jerk him out of his academia to drag him to the next site.
"I'd be interested to hear them though." He values Adam's ideas and thoughts. He's smart and more than that, he's clever.
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"Well, I think it's magic. But I don't think it's all magic. We've heard the one's in charge talk about 'glitches'. That doesn't sound like a magic problem, more mechanical, technological." It sounds reasonable to him. There had been a time when speaking of magic would have made him feel insane. But he's seen and done too much at this point to be repelled by it in any way. Magic is real.
He gestures up. "Also, when we were attacked, the sky went away. The ceiling is glass of some kind. We could see the creature outside of it. And beyond that, it looks like... space, maybe. Mechanical."
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Yeah, it would probably be a disaster, but Gansey would still find it interesting at least. Adam would be much more inconvenienced.
His brow furrows as he considers that then he nods. "I agree. There's got to be a magical component. I'd also considered an organic component. That creature seemed to be doing something to the dome. Perhaps it feeds off energy or it's responsible for some aspects of running this place."
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"Also, that space out there, with all the colors. No way that's near Earth." He adds with a shake of his head. Even as he says it he kind of can't believe it. There's no denying that he'd seen outside of the dome. Colorful gases and explosions. They're far away from home.
"If this is even the same solar system." He pauses. "So then how did those doors get us from Henrietta to here?"
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He kind of appears at Adam's side (a vestige of his time as a ghost), his hands in his pockets. "Hey."
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Their stances are the same, one mimicking the other, each standing with their hands in their pockets, side by side. In truth, there isn't a whole lot to do here if you don't take the initiative to do it. Gansey and Ronan don't work because they've never had to. Noah hasn't had to either. It stands to reason that they don't need to keep busy in the same way Adam needs to. That's why he has the garage.
For awhile there they're quiet, just standing there, then Adam casts a sideways glance at Noah. "You wanna go build some ramps and ride a bike?"
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Too, it would give him something to do, right?
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"At least I'm not throwing you out of windows. There's minimal chance of you breaking anything doing this." He says, recalling the times when Noah was a ghost that Ronan would perform death-defying acts with Noah. How he hadn't realized Noah was a ghost before, he'll never know.
But now Noah's real. Adam has to wonder how Noah's doing with that, how he's adjusting to being tangible and here. "I'm glad things here are rebuilding."
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(Maybe, too, Adam didn't notice that Noah was a ghost because sure, Noah said he was dead, but he didn't go out of his way to show it.)
He grabs the other end of the wood and helps Adam to carry it. "Are you gonna try this, too?"
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Noah's answer is kind of an understatement, and doesn't invite more conversation on the topic. Adam's fine with that.
He helps to get the wood out, taking the backward route so that Noah can walk forward. He's actually used to hefting heavy things and walking backward with them. "Yeah. It's been awhile but I used to be good with ramps." When you couldn't afford toys, you used what was handy to play with. The trailer park was full of cheap tricks.
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So, they set the board down and from there, Noah is content to take orders as best as he can, though he's never actually lifted a hammer or anything of the kind.
"I bet you're still good at it," he says.
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It feels kind of silly to talk to Noah about ramps of all things. Sometimes Adam thinks there's no way that Noah or Gansey or Ronan could ever be interested in things like this, things that Adam has done many, many times, normal people things, not rich people things.
"We're just gonna do a simple one, no construction required." He picks up a cinder block and gestures to another one. "Can you get that?"
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