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fluxscape2020-12-21 08:35 am
affection_for_research) wrote in fluxscape2020-12-21 08:35 am
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Who: Richard Gansey III and Blue Sargent (smudging)
What: Discussing the alternate craziness
When: Dec 21
Where: Hotel Coffee Shop
Warnings: Will update as needed
Gansey missed being able to drive the Pig or Pandora, but he didn't want to risk Camaro or Blazer to the risks of snowy roads. Walking wasn't too unpleasant other than it was far colder in Driftcrest than Henrietta or even D.C. But he was bundled up in a cost of nearly blinding citrus green and a scarf that matched the Camaro. After ordering tea - a reminder of Malory and England and clear sign that he was looking for some sort of reassurance or comfort - he sat down at a table near the door.
Sliding his messenger bag from his shoulder, he hung it on the chair and shrugged off the coat, he kept the scarf on. Another small gesture to keep his nerves steady and his emotions carefully locked away. He told himself that it was so Blue could easily find him, but he knew that it was a reminder of the Pig. Letting out a sigh, he opened bag, pulling out a sketchbook and pencils. As he waited for Blue, he started doodling images along a blank page, the images becoming more detailed as the minutes passed.
smudging) What: Discussing the alternate craziness
When: Dec 21
Where: Hotel Coffee Shop
Warnings: Will update as needed
Gansey missed being able to drive the Pig or Pandora, but he didn't want to risk Camaro or Blazer to the risks of snowy roads. Walking wasn't too unpleasant other than it was far colder in Driftcrest than Henrietta or even D.C. But he was bundled up in a cost of nearly blinding citrus green and a scarf that matched the Camaro. After ordering tea - a reminder of Malory and England and clear sign that he was looking for some sort of reassurance or comfort - he sat down at a table near the door.
Sliding his messenger bag from his shoulder, he hung it on the chair and shrugged off the coat, he kept the scarf on. Another small gesture to keep his nerves steady and his emotions carefully locked away. He told himself that it was so Blue could easily find him, but he knew that it was a reminder of the Pig. Letting out a sigh, he opened bag, pulling out a sketchbook and pencils. As he waited for Blue, he started doodling images along a blank page, the images becoming more detailed as the minutes passed.
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(And as much as she'd hate to admit that she was settling into the strangeness of everything, the sudden change in their surroundings didn't seem to throw her off as much as it did the very first time it happened. It made her stomach coil anxiously, she didn't want for things to start feeling normal. The more she got used to the strangeness, the less urgent it felt to get back home.)
The unfortunate part about her feet becoming her main mode of transportation was the fact that it took her twice as long to get anywhere. The snow and the ice made all of Blue's steps extra cautious and slower than her normal pace, and she eventually arrived at the coffee shop only around 10 minutes later than she'd expected.
Knocking the snow off of her boots, Blue gave a quick glance around the cafe until she spotted Gansey seated nearby, pulling off all her various cold-weather gear as she shuffled over to the table.
"You haven't been here long, right? I'm not used to all of this snow yet, it takes forever to get anywhere." She huffed in slight frustration, hanging her coat and scarf on the back of her chair before finally taking a seat.
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