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[greywaren]

Hello, you have reached... please leave a message after the tone.

[IC contact for Ronan Lynch. He might not answer. You could also hit up Gansey or Adam until they bother Ronan enough to take the message.]

Comments

[mintly]

is the horse also an asshole? cause if it's not then he'll owe you. it's nice to have assholes in your debt.

[greywaren]

living in a train car with a dead horse would start to reek after awhile.

[mintly]

that too.

[chainsaw is now on gansey's bed, where she appears to have claimed a pen and some change and is covering them with torn up notebook paper.]

[greywaren]

your roommates. make sure none of them are psychos. arrow girl wanted to eat her at first.

['I know you'll take care of her' goes unspoken. Chainsaw is the truest thing he's ever created, the most naked representation of himself. It's impossible to not be concerned to have her so far away for so long, but if anyone has her then he's glad that it's Gansey.]

[mintly]

nobody's tried anything. other than trying to steal other people's unattended shiny things once or twice, she prefers destroying my hair, using me as a jungle gym, or making treasure piles in my sheets.

does she chew your ears? she's been chewing my ears. nicely, i mean.

[greywaren]

she gets bored. they're smart and when they're cooped up, they get destructive

she nips. it's not like she has teeth. just nudge her away if she draws blood.

[mintly]

maybe i can make her some puzzles or something, since we're stuck until friday.

it doesn't really hurt. well, a little. not blood-drawing hurt.

[greywaren]

good

and yeah okay

[mintly]

or i could teach her to fetch. that ought to be entertaining for both of us.

sure you're okay, lynch?

[greywaren]

yeah

i hate this

[mintly]

me too. it would be better if we were together.

if you keep answering your phone i'll keep sending pictures of her.

[greywaren]

just send me pictures of her anyway

[mintly]

give me an inch and i'll give you all the pictures you want.

[of course he'll send pictures regardless, though. gansey isn't so petty as to keep ronan and his heart entirely separated.

the picture attached is of chainsaw cuddled into gansey's neck, the posture somewhere between wanting comfort and being comforting. what he can see of gansey's head is turned, chin resting gently against one of her folded wings.]

[greywaren]

oh baby i'll give you more than that

[greywaren]

what are you feeding her?

[mintly]

oooh, will you? like what?

mostly jerky and dried fruit, plus some of whatever i eat if she wants it. i wasn't really planning for carrion animal when i packed.

[greywaren]

i meant- nevermind.

they can eat just about anything. the more meat the better. she needs a lot of water but you have to watch her if you put a dish of it down because she'll fuck with it and dump it out or put stupid stuff in it.

[mintly]

kidding, lynch.

she's getting most of the meat i brought, unless she decides to share. seems to like trail mix too, but i get the chocolate bits. we've got a bath so she's getting her water time when i do, and she drinks out of the glass i keep by the bed. spoiled, more or less.

she's basically showing me what she wants anyway.

[he's sharing his bath and drinks with your bird, ronan which means she has seen more of gansey than ronan has. chainsaw is going to come back very spoiled.]

[greywaren]

if you spoil her too much she'll be insufferable.

[mintly]

she's being very sufferable so far. and she's going to learn to fetch and find, so she'll earn her keep.

besides you don't spoil her any less.

[greywaren]

whatever

thanks man

[mintly]

nothing less for you or your her, ronan.

i know what she is.