Closed to the Gangsey | Boarding Up The Barns

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Who: Ronan Lynch, Richard Gansey, Adam Parrish, Blue Sargent, Drill Bit, Kick Ass, Spitfire, Anvil, and Chainsaw.
What: The boys have been busy boarding up The Barns and getting things ready for the storm to hit, including getting Blue her own sleeping bag.
Where: The Barns, Noah Czerny Drive
When: Oct 4th
Warnings: Cursing. There is a goat named Kick Ass and Ronan has no mouth filter. Cuteness. Will add as needed.

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Ronan, Gansey, and Adam spent the last day or so boarding up each of the barns on the property, gathering supplies in case they lose power and the ability to heat food, setting up bedding and food for the goats and Anvil. Chainsaw already has her own special, no furry beasts play zone. They don't own any furniture yet so it's sleeping bags and mattresses on the floor. There are plenty of candles and instead of flashlights Ronan has dreamed up some floating fairy lights and few a glow balls that look like it could be the solar system.

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OOC: Feel free to have your own thread starters anywhere in the house doing anything you'd like with anyone who wants to join.

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[smudging]

"What's the difference between a tropical storm and a hurricane?" She mumbled the question quietly to herself -- and then paused her search long enough to pick up her phone and ask it the very same question.

"A Tropical Storm is a storm system that forms over tropical oceans and is often a precursor to a hurricane." The somewhat robotic female voice chimed up in response.

"I'm not worried about being trapped in here with you," Blue returned her attention to Ronan, her eyebrow raised curiously at his clear interest in her bag and it's contents -- which she eventually came to the end of, setting the bag aside. "I'm worried about this place holding up if it gets too bad."

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"This house will stand longer than you do after a single shot." Ronan pretended he hadn't just been interested in how deep that bag went and gently shoo'd Chainsaw away from Blue's crafty things.

"Island living is overrated. This place would far more interesting if it had a nightlife. Or ghosts." He pretended he hadn't casually mentioned Noah without actually mentioning Noah. "At least I don't have to wear a fucking tie."

Honestly, it's probably the most he's ever said to Blue since meeting her.

[smudging]

"So says you." Blue gave a shake of her head and a roll of her eyes -- Blue still wasn't exactly trusting of all the free gifts and lodging from whatever powers that brought them here.

Surveying her things, Blue immediately picked up a small sketchpad and a few charcoal pencils, opening the book to a random empty page, she started doodling idly as she spoke. "Only one ghost in particular." The words were spoken more to herself than to Ronan, she never thought she'd miss someone quite as much as she missed Noah -- in the short time they'd all known one another, she'd grown attached to him like no other.

"I don't think I'd mind the island life so much if I knew why I was on one to begin with." Blue looked up from her drawing to return her attention to Ronan. "You might not have to wear a tie, but Hawaiian shirts and flip-flops seem to be the uniform around here." She laughed.