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[mcferrin]

Okay fuck you. I've reevaluated and decided they're perfect again.

A salmon huh? Is this evocative simile indicating the expected wetness of the situation as well as intensity, or am I thinking excessively of rivers because of the literal monsoon? You want me to ask her if I can play outside?

But tbh I don't believe that. In my experience guys who say "men and women can't be friends" either hate women, which I don't think is true, or every girl they're interested in wants to sleep with them, which sounds more accurate.

I get it though. I think. ...does it have anything to do with being kidnapped to that assassin school?

[ he heard something about it from billy. he should be more forthcoming with them both about the information he has, but it's an old habit. ]

I can tell you about Gansey after.

[needlebomb]

too late. worst eyebrows i've ever seen. 0/10!
i fucking got you. oh my god. wrecked. destroyed.
and no.
i don't want you to ask. i just want to make sure i'm not going to upset her if you come home looking insanely well-fucked.
i'm not exactly looking to make any enemies here.

[ marcus doesn't hate women, nor does he think every girl in the world wants to fuck him — he's just kind of pathetic and gets obsessed with girls who show him, like, the smallest amount of kindness. he's not enough of a dick to say that, because he doesn't think it would reflect well on this thing he's got going with henry, especially because so far henry is... special, and different, and the affection marcus has for him is a lot more genuine than the high-octane obsession he typically gets with people he doesn't really like. so yeah. he keeps that answer to himself. saya, right? that's what they were talking about. ]

so yeah. the guy in charge of my old school, master lin, had set an assignment to his AP class to find me, tell me about king's dominion, and convince me to enroll.
my face and my name were all over the news, which is why he did that. i was living on the streets at the time, because there had been an attack at the boy's home where i grew up, and the cops had put a warrant out on my arrest.
kids with reps like mine don't come along very often, so lin really, really wanted me. i mean, if you're running a school for assassins, you obviously want to get in touch with the homeless orphan who allegedly blew up a building and shot all the kids and staff inside.

saya was one of the students who received lin's assignment. she's the one who got me to enroll.
i was gonna throw myself off this belltower, right? leave a stain on the pavement. (don't worry, i'm good.)
she found me while i was up there. told me she knew all the shit in my head, swore to me she knew how bad i must have been feeling. she promised me i didn't have to be alone, if i came to king's.
and she kissed me. i fell for her pretty hard, after that, because — you know — a pretty girl kisses you and promises to save you at the lowest point in your life, and getting obsessed is kind of unavoidable.
but the thing is, she's got these powerful connections with her family back in japan. yakuza.
i told you this before, i think, but there's a class divide in king's. some people have a high profile bloodline, and the rest of us, the poor and the impoverished and the special exceptions there on scholarships or hand-picked enrollment, are considered worse than rats.
saya made it very clear that she wouldn't be seen dead talking to a rat like me.
she only kissed me and said the things she said so that she could get a passing grade.

[ dot dot dot. ]

but we're friends now. kind of.
there's actually this other girl, too, who's kind of in the middle of us. and i'm kind of in the middle of her and her boyfriend, because she wants me to kill him.
it's a whole thing.
i've already talked way too much, so. i guess i'll tell you about her another time?
talk to me about this gansey kid.

[mcferrin]

[ henry reads all of that. a couple of times. there's nothing that doesn't make a certain amount of sense, given what he knows and the earlier warning. and henry doesn't often get emotional. he's generally the one to hold it together when the others are emotional, but like. jesus. it's the little 'don't worry, i'm good' that chokes him up. like even when recounting all of this he was concerned about how henry would take it. and he was right.

marcus doesn't seem to be expecting any particular reaction. and henry doesn't know if any reassurances would be welcome. there are jokes at his fingertips, like asian mobsters apparently really do it for you hmm, but he's not ready. fucking yakuza. luckily they're not really in the same business.

it sounds messy. and henry is sorry for all of it. he should say something, but as much as henry talks, being able to say what he means has always been a different thing. ]

Thank you for telling me.
Just. Hold on for a minute.

[ it's going to take him a little while to get in the right frame of mind to talk about gansey, but he doesn't want marcus to think henry left him on read after basically pouring his heart out. ]

Right. Okay.

His name is Richard Campbell Gansey the Third. (I know.) His mother is about to be elected to the Senate or Congress or something, and his father is, well, Richard Campbell Gansey II. Which is a big deal even amongst a class of students whose fathers have been alumni for generations. And he… has this ability to draw magic to himself. Literally, not metaphorically. Which was of great interest to my mother, and I was planted at the school anyway to give her a plausible reason to travel and keep an eye on the son of a contact of hers.

He was on this quest to find a wish. Until recently I had every intention of stealing the wish. It's just that- the more of his secrets I gathered the more he just seemed… lost. I realized how similar we were. Just this feeling that we were supposed to be important to each other? He was in way over his head and I- wanted to save him, I guess. So. I. Invited him and his girlfriend, Blue, to a party to test the waters and it kind of changed a lot of things.

I just... I don't mean this in an arrogant way, but I'm used to people listening to me or befriending me for status, but it's different when someone can really understand you. Who you are.

So then I told him everything. Which makes you the second person ever, by the way. And we saw the quest through, sort of. The three of us were set to go on a road trip before we ended up here.

Also he is Blue's True Love. Again, literally not metaphorically. That's partly why I'm not confident in that assessment of our relationship. All of this sounds far more whimsical than it should to account for the number of people who died that semester. That tends to happen around him, a kind of storyfication.

That's… that's about it.

[ he doesn't regret talking about gansey. or hearing about saya. he wants to learn and he wants marcus to know. but it was a lot at once, and he doesn't know what to do now. ]