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[therealgansey]

[ There is a young man on the screen and despite it being obvious he's recently arrived, he appears to be coping quite well. He's wearing a lemon yellow polo shirt, cargo shorts and a pair of top siders that probably can't actually be seen on the video, but he does look like the sort of boy who wears topsiders. His brown hair is mussed and he's got a polite smile on his lips. HIs voice, when he speaks, is even, all old-money-virginia vowels. ]

Pardon me for repeating a scenario you've all, no doubt, heard several times given the little I have learned about this place, but I'm Richard Campbell Gansey the third and I'd very much appreciate any information any of you could give me. Specifically, might there be an Adam Parrish, Ronan Lynch or Blue Sargent here? [ He'd settle for any of the women from 300 Foxway or even Declan right now. He's feeling all together out of sorts and Gansey doesn't much care for that. ]


{ooc: prose, network or action welcomed!}

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[therealgansey]

[ Gansey nods, wishing he had his notebook to jot these things down in. He's yet to find Monmouth and the journal, but he'll be writing down everything he can remember about this conversation when he does.

It's what drew him to Adam more than anything. They seek knowledge. That and Adam hadn't balked at the conversation about Glendower that Gansey had led off with. ]

Really? [ Now that is interesting. ] And one needn't be a dreamer in order to do this?

[adamparrish]

I haven't seen anyone exempt. Yet. [ Don't worry, Gansey. Adam has copious notes you can copy. Meticulously done, color coded even. ]

It's like they can read your mind. Which is... creepy enough for me not to overdo it. [ No one deserves to hear Adam Parrish's thoughts. He wouldn't wish it on anyone. And on top of that, he didn't like the idea of anyone else in his mind. ]

It's how I got my garage though. Where I work. I thought I needed something to keep busy. And the next day there was Parrish's Garage. [ And he hasn't asked for anything else since aside from a part here and there when he's working on something. It's just too strange. ] No strings attached so far either.

[therealgansey]

Fascinating. [ Gansey will be so grateful for those notes. He will copy them in detail and ask Adam questions and transcribe those answers in detail. ]

That is...creepy. Yes. And it would make one ponder the things one thinks, which still gives the 'they' plenty of fodder. [ Gansey is lost in a perpetual loop of thinking about what they might be hearing when he thinks. Adam's revelation about the garage pulls him out of it. ]

Indeed? And did they accurately depict your fondest wishes for a garage? [ This alone could consume Gansey for a while. ]

[adamparrish]

It's a garage. [ Adam hadn't been too specific, just picturing the shack of a garage he worked at one of his jobs in Henrietta. What they came up with was just fine. No more than Adam needed. And no less. It was very Adam Parrish. Not at all flashy. Dirty, in fact.

But the miracles that happened on the inside didn't measure to the shabbiness of the outside. Mabe they had gotten it just right. ]

Just... when you're wishing for things, be careful. [ He thinks of the glass walled shower in their apartment that Ronan had cooked up. That had to have been a very specific wish on Ronan's part. Not that he was complaining... when Ronan was the one in the shower. ]

The Barns are here.