"Wish I have a library this fucking big where I can put my whole book collection in and not worry about anymore scattered books and not tripping over them, but then again, that's what I always say about Belle's library the times I've been at the castle" Gabrielle says with a small laugh as they look at one of the bookshelves of books in the mansion.
It has been months since they got accepted as a cast member for the Mansion, which were pretty good months, even if it took them time to get used to the work itself.
Gabrielle keeps looking at the books, what do they want to read now? They've been here for a few minutes and they haven't decided what to pick up yet, there's so many good ones here and every time it gets harder to choose, it may be only full of ghost stories, but it won't stop them from reading them, even re-reading the ones they just read.
Until the autistic cast member finally spots one.
"Bingo" Gabrielle says triumphantly as they eye it, they reach up for it until their gloved hand touches the spine and pulls it out of the shelf, after getting what they're looking for, they walked from the shelf and went to their usual sitting area and sat down on the floor, they look at the book that's now in front of them, from what they can discern the cover, it looks interesting, not something they read yet, even reading through the summary on the back of it got them even more curious, wasting no time, they start to read it.
Why Gabrielle was at the library? Aside for other reasons, they like going here to relax for a bit, it was just peaceful and quiet where there wouldn't be exactly any disturbances and interruptions and not everyone comes here all too often aside from them...and a certain other Gabrielle and others know so well and love at least from what they heard from others, especially the haunts they got to know and befriend over those months.
Aside from their partner/best friend - who wasn't with them unfortunately and also stays with them while they're in here reading, and also the accountant and Amicus and the busts of the ghost writers as well, no one else knows they come to the library very often for some peace and quiet and just to read...or doing something else for that matter.
Like writing, drawing, singing and/or humming to themself, play a videogame or any type of game, watch a show or a movie or a video, doing research - especially on the supernatural stuff, immerse into their special interests, do a performance - aside from singing, do an acting performance...like doing the narration of the mansion those times they get on the mansion as a guest and now with being a cast member of the mansion itself, they get to see and hear the magic of him narrating to the guests.
Gabrielle remembered they couldn't stop smiling ear to ear every time he would do it the first few times, it almost got to a point they got close to breaking character those few times, but miraculously the autistic didn't, thanks to restraining themself and also to the face mask they wear in order to hide the smile.
No matter how many times they heard it, they never get enough and tired of it, hell to the point they know the whole thing by memory.
"When hinges creak in doorless chambers," they began to themself softly without notice while still reading and focusing on the book. "And strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls; whenever candlelights flicker where the air is deathly still - that is the time when ghosts are present, practicing their terror with ghoulish delights!" Gabrielle continues on in the narration, they stop for a moment to look around themself just in case if someone - especially a certain host, isn't listening, considering what happened the last time they've been caught red handed, after making completely sure, the autistic cast member go back to what they're doing.
"Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion. I am your host, your...ghost host." Gabrielle gives a chuckle, even though they can't do the voice, but they can certainly do the rest, even though they wouldn't top him when it comes to the performance. "Kindly step all the way in please and make room for everyone. There's no turning back now. Our tour begins here in this gallery where you see paintings of some of our guests as they appear in their corruptible mortal state." They give a pause like how it is done there.
"Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though as you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination, hmm?" A devilish smile starts to appear on their face as they get to one of the best parts. "And consider this dismaying observation: this chamber has no windows and no doors..." They do another chuckle. "Which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!" A bone chilling laugh comes out of the autistic's mouth, just as they're about to get the best part, Gabrielle was beaten to the punch as they heard someone whisper the part in their ear.
"Of course... There's always... my way!"
The library chandelier flickered, mimicking the lightning effect in the stretching room. A displeased spider jumped off of it and scampered down the wall into the space behind the bookcase.
"Listened to the spiel a few times, have you?" Beau appeared next to Gabrielle. "I've given some thought to potentially changing the script, but why fuss with perfection."
He peered over their shoulder at the book they held. "If you don't mind my inquiring, what are you reading today?"
