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[menarebrave]

[ The feed clicks on to show the familiar scene of the nice long wide beach. Beautiful blue waters, nice weather, and a very steady image. Then it flips over to show the man holding it: one Bruce Wayne, dressed in his business suit. Though, many people may not him. He's already gathered most of this beach has barely heard of Wayne Enterprises, let alone "The Bat." ]

I can't remember the last time I was on a beach this gorgeous without any company. [ The nice smile, the persona of Bruce Wayne. ] Bruce Wayne. Although, I gather most people may not have even heard of that name. I guess you're not famous in every universe, right?

[ Ha, ha. He smirks at his own joke (though, he is already groaning inside). ] I'm looking for some more information on this place. I'll take anything, really. Even if it is just the best place to grab a bite to eat.

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[menarebrave]

Well, I'm not one to know much about these sorts of things. I know namely business and money. [ A shrug. Though, it is obvious he knows more than just those. He's interested in more than just those things. ]

Welsh. I definitely don't know much about that. Any personal relation to this mystical lost king?

[affection_for_research]

[Gansey makes a thoughtful sound, thumb pressed to his lower lip. He's certain that Bruce knows about those things, but he has a feeling that there's more to him than that. He has the same sort of smiles and facades that are prevalent in the Gansey family.]

I wish I knew more about magic and ley lines, but I was focused on tracking them and what magic was possible, not the science related to them.

The story is similar to that of King Arthur. A lost king that is promised to return. Later, I can give the story the attention it deserves, if you'd like. I've been trying to find him for years.

[Here's the tricky part, the part where most people decide that Gansey is eccentric. Rarely crazy. Those with bank account as large as his are rarely called crazy.]

When I was ten years old I nearly died. Not a close call, but actual dying. During what should have been my last moments, I heard a voice say that I would live because of Glendower. Since then, I've been searching for him. I was getting close, before I arrived here.

[Which makes being caught in a pocket dimension incredibly frustrating.]

Since I can't search here, I'll have to find another project to occupy my mind.