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basic_powers) wrote2009-05-19 10:04 pm
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....FINALLY SOME VACATION
It's Friday morning, and right now...
The bags are packed, the extra money is in a special pocket, there's no one invading anytime soon, he has no real training, so it's a little unusual for Tyler to be in this house.
It's not the usual routine and it's great, and because in a few minutes the 'family' car pulls up into the garage and Ray will be coming to visit.
"...6:56..." The hard part was not bouncing off the walls while staring down the clock. Ray had to come exactly at 7 am.
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"Ray! it's 7!!" Tyler called through the open doorway, which had formerly been the broom closet. "Come on!"
The bags are packed, the extra money is in a special pocket, there's no one invading anytime soon, he has no real training, so it's a little unusual for Tyler to be in this house.
It's not the usual routine and it's great, and because in a few minutes the 'family' car pulls up into the garage and Ray will be coming to visit.
"...6:56..." The hard part was not bouncing off the walls while staring down the clock. Ray had to come exactly at 7 am.
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"Ray! it's 7!!" Tyler called through the open doorway, which had formerly been the broom closet. "Come on!"
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Nevermind.
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'Course, it hasn't been Ray's day for longer than he can remember. If he ever sees Belar again he's going to punch the God in the sternum. Hard. And then make him come up to the library's top floor and look out the window, because there's some things he needs to see that've been going on for, oh, lifetimes now....
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Egon. Winston. Peter. Janine.
They're the only brains in jars that's he's even had that heart to explain the situation to. Everyone else who was still human and sane-ish got smuggled off to a moon around Jupiter. And that was about 1500 years ago.
It wouldn't be so bad these days, but he'd run out of ovaltine about 50 years back.
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There's an audible POIT! as Ray falls flailing away from that mirror. He's going to sit on the floor and pant for a while, mm'kay?
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And in that time he's taking to get his bearings, he's probably going to notice how few of the reflections actually reflect what he's really wearing right now. The only one that looks somewhat close to what Ray's currently wearing just has about 3 more gadgets clipped to his belt loops.
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Doesn't mean he's not eventually going to get up and have a good long squint at that one, though.
... dork.
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But he probably shouldn't do them so close to it, because of someone suddenly cleared their throat behind him he might just flail forward and...
Okay. You know. This wasn't so bad, he was just going over field paperwork and an upgrade for the proton packs. He could probably get them down to 30 lbs, and that'd give them a little more options for the new recruits. Winston and Egon were out checking in on the last estate that gave up their collection of antique books.
He just had to deal with a very bored Peter and Slimer. Namely a bored Venkman that was flinging out handfuls of Jelly Bellies and watching Slimer chase after them.
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"The more he's going to expect it at other times, I know, I know," Peter retorted. "Come on, Ray, what else am I supposed to do, huh?"
"I don't know, read?" Ray said. "Check on some of the experiments upstairs? Go over the next- what are you looking at me like that for?"
"Ray," said Peter slowly, "you have a passenger."
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"There's someone piggybacking in your head, Ray." Peter said slowly, throwing the entire bag of jelly bellies to Slimer and pulling his chair forward to look at Ray more carefully.
"I've still got on that Sumerian device! And Last week you said if something got through the defenses, I'd know about it!"
"Ray? Can we focus on something so I can get a feel on what exactly is riding shotgun?"
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Blink blink.
"Huh."
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"Something about a hall of mirrors."
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And for reference YES HE WANTS OFF THIS DAMN RIDE.
"He's gonna be gone in just a sec..."
Sorry about this Ray. Just gonna nudge you lose and let you snap back.
Don't touch any weird mirrors in the future okay?
It's almost with a popping sensation that Ray ends up back IN HIS OWN BODY OH THANK THE AZTEC MONKEY GODS.
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"If there is anyone here right now," he says eventually, staring at his hands and not moving so much as a millimeter otherwise, "I would greatly appreciate a paper bag. I think I need to breathe into it for a while."
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About thirty seconds into the rebreathing he thinks to look up at the person who gave him the bag, and makes the 'er, who are you again?' face.
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The star blazoned on his shirt is probably meaning something but damn if Ray can remember what right now.
"You know, I didn't think you'd wander into here."
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You know...He's the only one in this hallways whose reflection is the same in almost every mirror, should we be worried about that?
"You should just refer to me as Tyler's Paradox, it will be a little easier. This way. You're lucky that there's a portal already set to the proper time."
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