Video - Bruce, Adam, and Evie

[affection_for_research]

[Gansey shifts against a pillow, the room décor around him hinting that he's not at the Barns. He winces and the image wobbles to the side of the bed. In a chair next to him, Ronan sleeps, or as close to sleep as he ever gets while somewhere that isn't home.

As he rights the device, a few bruises and cuts can be seen. All looking bluish instead of the expected warmer colors of bruises and cuts. Letting out a careful sigh, he runs a hand through his hair, looking chagrined.]

Ronan and I did something stupid, but we'll both be okay.


(ooc: Please specify if you want to talk to Gansey or Ronan.)

Comments

[blueberryprincess]

No, I agree with you and was going to say the same thing. Much as I'd love to throw one of these spells at an Unseen, some creatures have an immunity to magic, or can bounce it back worse than originally intended.

[ Sorry, Ronan. She sees where you were going with that, agrees whole heartedly with your thinking and assumes the Unseen are the source for both the ice affliction and the cure. But there's far too many risks even for Evie. ]

Hello, Gansey. My offer still stands; can I bring you two anything in the morning? I'd love to help, even if it's just to bring food over so none of you have to focus on cooking for a bit.

[un_wir_greywaren]

[ Ronan grumbled a string of curses and went back to his chair. Not that he didn't agree. Involving someone else after what happened to Gansey was just stupid and not what he wanted. No. He'd find another way. There had to be information somewhere and he wasn't completely useless.

He had his own magic. ]

[affection_for_research]

[Glaring at Ronan, he grabs his arm, trying to pull him onto the bed with him since leaning, injuries, and conversations aren't working the way they should. 'Get over here' he grumbles while taking the device.]

We don't even know what it is. I should have been able to see it when it attacked, but I didn't see anything.

We always appreciate food. Maybe we could all get together and brainstorm what we know or don't know about the Unseen and what we know about magic. Different worlds, different magics. Maybe we can figure out what it is, or even what it isn't. That might help us make some progress.

[blueberryprincess]

I'll bring breakfast and see if there's anything I can pick up from the library. There has to be something there, right?

You just focus on resting, okay?

[un_wir_greywaren]

[ Ronan stops and lets himself be dragged back. There is no protest. Where he really wants to be is next to Gansey. But he also doesn't want to hurt him so he's careful when he climbs onto the bed and settles in to listen.

Gansey is a planner, a problem solver, an adventurer. He wants the clues, the little scraps of information, the trail to be slightly cold, but not completely lost to him. The search for Glendower was a search for something no one else fully understood. Ronan never knew what Gansey would ask for in the end. All he knew is he would do anything to help Gansey find the lost King.

This was different. This was more a matter of survival for everyone involved.

All Gansey needed was resources. Something with clues so he could piece together the answers. ]

Don't worry. I'll keep him in bed.

[affection_for_research]

If you come at the right time, you might get a chance to meet Adam. He'll probably be interested in whatever discussions of magic we might have. We should probably all get together somewhere and figure out what we know.

[Somehow his head ends up resting mostly against Ronan and he closes his eyes briefly, relieved that Ronan hadn't been hurt and none of the worst case scenarios they'd discussed with Adam had happened.

He's already trying to sift through information, trying to find some thread to follow, but they don't have enough. Or if they do, it's too jumbled to find which detail to focus on.

This would be so much easier if...]

Evie, how much of our other selves do you think we retained?

[blueberryprincess]

My house. Soon. I'll make sure there's food.

[ She watches Ronan and Gansey and smiles softly, happy to see something like that in such an awful situation. It was nice to see them content with each other and she was just a tiny bit jealous. Just a bit. But she's not showing it. Instead, she tilts her head a bit at his question, lips quirking in a small frown as she thinks about it. ]


You know, I can't say for sure. Why?