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[OOM: Ray's had some news for his colleagues for some time. He's starting with Winston.]

The door opens and Ray wanders in from his New York. He's in a better mood today than he thought he'd be, so he's going to skip over dinner and head straight outside for saber practice. Anyone who looks outside is going to see Ray in his usual street clothes, jacket slung over his Ghostbusters company t-shirt, going up against a training drone set on the 'Someone Gave The Ferret Water-Joe' training pattern.

He's much better than he used to be.

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Ben isn't in the best of moods, but he saw a door at the opposite end of the bar and figured, "As good a time as any" to go home.

This is not home.

There's a man playing lazer tag with a giant shaft of light for one thing. It registers half a heartbeat later that that is a lightsaber and the man is doing Luke Skywalker moves.

This is when Ben starts to laugh. A little hysterically. It might be distracting.

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Ray catches the laughter at the edges of his awareness, but doesn't do anything about it just yet. The pattern's a fast one and the ground around here is uncertain, and even though he's had a lot of sword practice over the years, he's still getting stung now and again. Didn't have his drone in Melcene, see.

Eventually, he jumps backwards as hard as he can and lands outside the drone's range. Ten seconds later it shuts off and falls to the ground. Only then does he turn in the new guy's direction. "Hi there!" he says cheerfully.

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"Hi." Ben waves. A grin born of mild stress and insanity is happily plastered across his face, "That's quite a lightsaber there."

Snicker.

"...Was kinda worried you were gonna drop it. We had a bad accident a couple of years ago from these two kids playing Jedi. Course their sabers weren't real, just florescent lighting sticks."

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Ray looks at Driscoll a few moments, and then switches the saber off. "That's really not a good idea," he says. "The mercury vapor alone's a nightmare, never mind the broken glass. When you say 'we', do you mean someone in your family, or are you an MD?"

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"MD." Ben extends a hand, "...Ben Driscoll, Late of ah...washington DC."

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Ray shakes the offered hand. "Ray Stantz," he says. "New York City, 2007. Pleasure to meet you."

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"Same year."

He read about the whole differing time thing, "New York huh?"

Astute observers of human nature might note Ben appears to be on the verge of asking something, but apparently decides against it.

Instead he points at the saber, "Is that Lucasfilm's latest gambit to enslave the hearts and minds of the nation's youth and put them permenantly in ER's across the country?"

Bitter? Naaah.

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"As a matter of fact Mr. Lucas threatened to sue my pants off for building one unless I made him another," Ray says mildly. "Although his model's a training saber, so it won't cut through anything, just sting like the dickens."

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Ben's smile remains plastered on his face, but it grows faker and faker and then, "...Oh god I've offically lost my fucking mind..."

"...That's not some sort of hydro-gizmo whatever the hell toy?"

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"It had better not be," Ray says. "With the number of K-14 power cells I go through, I expect better than just a toy."

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Whenenever Ben gets sheepish he gets far too polite for normal. There's also a bigger trace of his British Accent.

"Look, I'm terribly sorry, I'm having kind of a bad week and the bar's alot to take in. That's really-"

He stares at Ray's toy again, "...It's too bad Oliver's not here."

The ghost of a smile flitters on his face before he shakes his head and says, direct, "...Are you.."

Cue a squicky face, "...A jedi?"

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"I hold membership in the Order, although I'm completely Force-blind," Ray says. "I was apprenticed here. If it'll help your brain at all, we can just say I'm a really, really good electrical engineer and leave it at that. I have a tendency to make people's eyes glaze over if I go into more detail."

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Ben stares, and stares, and finally nods, "Probably a smart move."

He eyes the weapon warily, "I'd ask if it can really cut through metal but I've seen enough accidents for today thank you."

Pause, "Out here planning a fight against the darkside?"

Hey, y'know, there might be the darkside. That might be why people..well...aren't themselves.

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Tyler was going to go out to the tree fort to work on the drawbridge some more when he spotted...a man with a lightsaber?!?. he stopped and stared watching the man deflect, or in some cases jump to avoid the shots.

There are jedi here. He's not going to ask for a lightsaber, he's plenty happy with his electromagnetic grappling unit... But still. He's ten years old and that is wicked awesome.

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Hey, Ray was thirty-one when I first saw the Jedi here and he still thought it was wicked cool himself. Mind you, he's getting zapped once in a while, but he's had enough practice in Melcene to get blocking and parrying off a lot more often than he ever used to.

Eventually the pattern runs out and the drone falls to the floor.

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"Coooool!" Tyler exclaims when it's all over with for now. "Where did you get those? are you a real Jedi?"

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Ray glances over his shoulder and smiles. "Hi there," he says. "Yes I am, although I'm completely Force-blind. I apprenticed here under a Master from the Old Republic, and he accepted me as a full Order member once I'd passed the Trials. The drone was originally a gift from a friend who came from a little after the time of Luke Skywalker, but I built the 'saber myself."

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That is somehow, even cooler than being from the Star Wars universe itself.

"Neat... do you always get shot at?" Tyler asks before a few more questions occur to him. "And does it work like the ones in the movies? And What do you use it for? are you a gadgethero or something?"

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"Always? Only if I've got the drone on," Ray says. "I'm a Ghostbuster. It never hurts to be ready for incoming spooks from any angle, so the drone serves as something of a simulator- although usually I'd be using a particle-stream weapon instead of the 'saber. Which does work like the ones in the movies, at least according to Master Qui-Gon, who was the one who apprenticed me. My name's Ray Stantz, by the way. I'm from New York City, 2007."

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Give Tyler a minute. He's having to combine the coolness of meeting an actual Jedi with meeting a REAL GHOSTBUSTER.

"Tyler Marlocke, Smith Center, Kansas, PS238, 2005." Tyler eventually says reaching out a hand. "Pleased to meet you, sir."

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Ray shakes the hand and grins. "Same here," he says. "You don't have to call me 'sir', though. 'Ray' is fine. I don't think I remember seeing you around, but I've been away for a while- are you new, or have our paths just not crossed before?"

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"Kind of new. I got Bound here for a month before I got the door back to my world. It's kinda showed up three times on the same day back there." Tyler shrugs. "So I guess our paths just didn't cross before today. Why do you ask?"

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"Just wondering. I used to be something of an unofficial greeter around here, but lately I haven't been meeting new people at the door nearly as often, and I just recently got stuck in a time hiccup that kept me outside the Bar way longer than usual," Ray says. "How's the place treating you so far?"

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"Pretty good, it's not that much more different than being back at home." Tyler studies Ray's face. "You know...you don't look a thing like the actor in your movie."

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Ray considers this. "Let me guess," he says. "Dan Aykroyd's a redhead where you come from?"