(ooc: Canon point is flexible right now, but mun hasn't finished CDtH yet.)
Arrival
Once Gansey realized that this wasn't some strange dream or Cabeswater hallucination, he decided that he needed to explore the town and see if anyone from home was here with him. Wandering the streets and shops, he gave everyone he met the polished, political smiles that he saved for his mother's parties. Charming, mildly interested, disarmingly harmless, whatever was needed for the situation and the person he met.
As he looked into the doorway of a store and the building's interior, his shoulder collided with someone. Backing away, his smile wavered to concern. "I apologize for my inattentiveness. Are you all right?"
Dollhouse - Waking
Over the years, Gansey had woken up in many strange places. This wasn't quite the strangest, at least no during his first impression, but it was one of the more unnerving ones. The bed was terrible, but not bad enough to cause suspicion. Even the chairs didn't seem too strange. It wasn't until he noticed the weird sheen to the windows that he began to wonder what was going on. Moving to the 'glass' he stared out at...
He pressed a hand against the wall, trying to ignore the sense of vertigo that left him dizzy as he tried to process what was going on. The room was huge and he felt absolutely tiny. Leaving the bedroom, he headed downstairs, pausing when he heard someone - something? - moving nearby. "Is there someone there?"
Dollhouse - Visiting too Long?
Pausing in his explorations of the strange house, Gansey paused, flexing his fingers that had suddenly started feeling achy, the joints strangely stiff. Like he'd been working on one of his models for hours or been writing for too long. Looking down at his hand, he startled when he realized his skin had a glossiness that was not normal. "Am I imagining this or does this look strange to you?"
Richard Gansey III - The Raven Cycle
Arrival
Once Gansey realized that this wasn't some strange dream or Cabeswater hallucination, he decided that he needed to explore the town and see if anyone from home was here with him. Wandering the streets and shops, he gave everyone he met the polished, political smiles that he saved for his mother's parties. Charming, mildly interested, disarmingly harmless, whatever was needed for the situation and the person he met.
As he looked into the doorway of a store and the building's interior, his shoulder collided with someone. Backing away, his smile wavered to concern. "I apologize for my inattentiveness. Are you all right?"
Dollhouse - Waking
Over the years, Gansey had woken up in many strange places. This wasn't quite the strangest, at least no during his first impression, but it was one of the more unnerving ones. The bed was terrible, but not bad enough to cause suspicion. Even the chairs didn't seem too strange. It wasn't until he noticed the weird sheen to the windows that he began to wonder what was going on. Moving to the 'glass' he stared out at...
He pressed a hand against the wall, trying to ignore the sense of vertigo that left him dizzy as he tried to process what was going on. The room was huge and he felt absolutely tiny. Leaving the bedroom, he headed downstairs, pausing when he heard someone - something? - moving nearby. "Is there someone there?"
Dollhouse - Visiting too Long?
Pausing in his explorations of the strange house, Gansey paused, flexing his fingers that had suddenly started feeling achy, the joints strangely stiff. Like he'd been working on one of his models for hours or been writing for too long. Looking down at his hand, he startled when he realized his skin had a glossiness that was not normal. "Am I imagining this or does this look strange to you?"
Wildcard
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