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[gone_byebye]

The situation in Brooklyn is about what you'd expect when sixty-five trainee Ghostbusters have just had a day's worth of dealing with both Long Island spooks and a seaside diplomatic visit. Tomorrow there'll be sixty left, Ray's just sure of it.

But that's tomorrow. Today, Ray is making up for the time he didn't have in Brooklyn; he's out back, practicing with his lightsaber and the training drone on its highest difficulty setting. Compared to dealing with that many people, it's positively meditative.

He'll be back inside later. For now, he's doing the absolute best a Forceless human can.

Comments

[mago_sonriente]

"I was chased around the bar by a cat furry!"

[gone_byebye]

"... okay, um, when you say furry..."

[mago_sonriente]

"Well, it was probably just a cat person but it was all--persony."

It sounded slightly more pathetic that way. And he did want a little sympathy.

[gone_byebye]

"Okay. Okay. I'm sorry, I just- I had this image-" Ray shakes his head. "Man. That must've been one hell of an experience even so."

[mago_sonriente]

He takes a long bite and a long sip.

"Yeah."

Then he grins, breathing out.

"Wanna sit, enjoy the chips, not talk, and enjoy the fact that things are just 'normal'?"

[gone_byebye]

"I can live with that," Ray says. "Something horrible's probably waiting on the other side of the horizon, but right now, I can live with that."