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Here's someone who hasn't been seen in the Bar in a long, long time.


.... well, no. That's not entirely correct. Quite a few people here would be willing to say he's been in the bar recently, but they'd only be partly right. After all, the Ray Stantz who was here last was a little taller than that, and a little less pudgy (not a lot, just a little), and he didn't blink nearly so much at his surroundings. And he sure wasn't a redhead.

"Oh," says Ray as the door closes behind him. "This place again. Cool, it worked!"

And he grins and trots over to the Bar, blissfully oblivious to the fact that he's still in uniform and has his goggles pushed up on his head.

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[blond-w-brain.livejournal.com]

Egon blinks.

Egon rubs his eyes.

"Raymond," he says, rising to his feet, "you're not the one I expected." He moves some things around. "Once you have something, please join me."

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"Oh, sure- hi, Egon," Ray says; he's never really been one for observing the conventions of sentence order if it didn't suit his purposes. "You don't mind that I was testing the philotic portal again, do you? I didn't change any of the settings. It just popped me through to here."

He gets to the Bar, and comes back with ... okay, not the green stuff. This Ray doesn't drink the green stuff. He does, however, have a regrettable fondness for Welch's Grape Soda, which can probably be smelled as he heads over to sit down at Egon's table.

[blond-w-brain.livejournal.com]

"Not at all. Although I came here through the back closet door, myself." he does have a glass of That Other Ray's Green Stuff, however, and a bacon, taylor-ham and cheese sandwich.

"I apologize for not mentioning it. I wasn't quite sure it would work."

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"That's okay. I just figured I'd give it a shot. At some point I should probably go upstairs and see if I've left myself a note, though. Just in case." He grins. "So were you planning to come here?"

[blond-w-brain.livejournal.com]

"I had been hoping," Egon notes. "I spent two months here a couple of seconds of Christmas Eve." Oh, yeah, that story hasn't been told, mostly because it would have resulted in Peter giving him that ridiculously irritating look.

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

"Welcome to Milliways!" Was Sarah's cheerful greeting as she practically bounded over, offering a chocolate rabbit, "Happy springtime fertility celebration of choice!"

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".... ooo, chocolate," is Ray's response once he gets the realization that a complete stranger in a bunny getup is handing him candy. "Thanks, miss...?"

[cf1.livejournal.com]

Caitlin grins, waves and places a large wreath with malted milk ball on it next to him.

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

Sarah grinned, "Rainmaker, Sarah Rainmaker, and this is my good friend Caitlin. She's my accomplice today."

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"Excellent. Nice to meet you both," says Ray.

[cf1.livejournal.com]

Caitlin grins.

"I hope you are having a good one!"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim looks the man over, nodding slowly.

"Welcome back, Dr. Stantz"

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Ray looks up and waves. "Hi! Um, does one of me know you?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

"A couple of you."

He winks.

"I have some of the same issues you guys do, different ones and all."

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"Oh, okay," Ray says. "I haven't had the chance to go to my room and see if I left myself any briefing letters yet. Have you got a name I'm supposed to be using?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

He offers a hand.

"Tim Hunter."

[jusa-littlelion.livejournal.com]

There's a little boy staring.

"Doctor Stanz?" He looks a little different, but still...

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At the sound of his name Ray turns around. "Yes?" he says politely. "Do I know you?"

[jusa-littlelion.livejournal.com]

Robbie's only met Ray briefly (at least to his mun's recollection) but even then...

Robbie blinks, "Robert Preston Sir? John Preston's son?"

He was kind of hoping the fellow had seen his dad.

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Ray blinks a few times, thinking, but in his world it's 1987. There'll be no Equilibrium for years yet. Heck, where he comes from, Christian Bale still looks like that kid in Empire of the Sun.

"Sorry," Ray says. "Can't say I- oh! Oh, you must know the other me. I'm sorry, I haven't checked up on my briefings yet. I'm not the Ray you know, Robert. I'm from a different version of the same reality."

Hey, it makes sense to him.

[jusa-littlelion.livejournal.com]

This just gets a bit of a stare, "...an alternate whosit?"

Robbie frowns, staring intently at him.

[flyingfen.livejournal.com]

"You look different," observes Fenchurch, who floats over and makes the PKE meter flail.

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"Um. Hello, miss," says Ray politely. "Have we met? Because if we have, it probably wasn't me. Another me, maybe. But not me."

He glances down at the meter and makes an 'ooh!' noise before yanking it clear of his belt. "How are you doing that?"

[flyingfen.livejournal.com]

"It's something that comes from being the only one to survive the buldozing of Earth for a highway, I think, but I haven't asked anyone recently," Fenchurch explains about as clearly as a mud puddle. "Just not paying attention to it makes it work. And I'm Fenchurch."

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"Oh," says Ray. "Which Earth? I mean, if you know?"