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[Action- Greased Lightning Garage ]

[Pete's at work, impatient ever since receiving his proton pack. He can't wait to take it over to Ray's so that he, Ray, and Egon can start discussing business. He figures if he makes one hard sell today on a used car, he can cut loose a little early. Maybe you're a coworker who's noticed him looking at the clock one too many times, or maybe you're looking to buy a car today...]

[Action- Around Town ]

[After work, Venkman picks up his proton pack from home and is heading for Ray's when he begins to wonder if the thing even works. He flips it on, pulls the wand out from its holster, and aims for a nearby tree. A bright beam is shot out, scorching the side of the tree and peppering the thing with small flames.]

...It's still in one piece? I'm good.


[Action- Ray's House/1127 Taylor Road ]

[He's knocking on the door rapidly.]

Let me in, Ray... before I'm arrested for arson!

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action - GHOSTBUSTERS HQ

[pkeccentric.livejournal.com]

[he's sitting on the couch lighting up a cigarette when Venkman comes knocking and nearly has a heart attack because of it. jumping up out of his seat, he runs to the door and throws it open, looking around conspiratorially.]

...Were you followed?

[it's really sad how used he is to this kind of thing. it's not even thanks to Mayfield either.]

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

Followed? Seriously, Ray?

[He pushes past Ray into the house.]

[pkeccentric.livejournal.com]

[yeah, he's used to that, too.] It doesn't hurt to ask. 's been a while since we've had an angry mob after us.

[he closes the door and locks it, then turns to Peter with his arms crossed.]

What did you do?

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

Set a tree on fire. Maybe a few squirrels.

[He takes off his proton pack, resting it gently on the floor by the couch before stretching and plopping down on it.]

[pkeccentric.livejournal.com]

[gee, thanks. just when he was starting to get comfy.]

- A few? [what did they ever do to you?! monster!] Just where did you set it off at? When has using the Packs in a densely populated area ever worked out for us?

[ action: greased lightning garage ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Welp, what's a girl doing here? Or, rather - was it really a feminine boy? Either way, they're going to be taking a few pieces of metal and a couple of tools here and there for themselves. ]

Around Town

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa saw that... and about jumped out of her skin. ]

Oh, ye jigs and juleps! Can't y'all test those things out at the highway or up at the point?

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

I said maybe, Francine.

[He shrugs.] On my way over here. I was just testing it out--oh [He motions at the cigarette Ray's smoking.]

May I?

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

[What is she doing there is right. Pete moves closer, eyebrows raised as she gathers some materials.]

Your parents cut your allowance or something?

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

You do realize how difficult it is to acquire good materials here, hm?

[ Yep, she's still working on taking a few things and thinking that he's a drone. ]

[pkeccentric.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and we both know what that really means.

[he looks down at his cigarette and sighs, moving to fish his pack from out of his pocket to toss over at Venkman.]

Please, go ahead.

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

[Oops. He just kind of stops and stares for a moment, backing away from the tree slowly.]

And risk not running into you somewhere?

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

[It's not his money she's taking, but he doesn't really want to get blamed for it, either. He starts peering around to make sure no one's watching.]

You're right. Tell you what, you take these and maybe the manager'll buy us something not covered in rust.

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

[He catches it with one hand, then plucks one out for himself and sticks it in his mouth.]

What're you trying to say, Raymond?

[He tosses the pack back at him.] Light?

[ooeeooahah]

I'm afraid to ask what that thing does to humans...

[ Among other things. ]

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

It might tickle a little.

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa's looking at the tree. ]

Mmhmm.

1127 Taylor

[ex_seventh238]

We're not going to call the police on you, mister Venkman. [She probably learned the name from Ray at some point I'd presume, if it's okay? o/; Ciel'll be chuckling faintly by the hallway to the living room, after watching her assigned husband and his friend flip out about their proton packs.] You received something good too, if it's okay for me to guess? [She'll adjust her glasses by the frame a bit as she says this, too.]

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

Call me Peter, [He gave her a warm smile before continuing.]

I received the same thing as Ray, yes.

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

...probably best to not try that out.

[ooeeooahah]

Yyyyeah...

[ She seems a bit nervous, looking at the pack. ]

[pkeccentric.livejournal.com]

[uh oh, full name basis. stormy weather's ahead.]

That I'm pessimistic. Peter, you know we can't afford to be seen out of line here.

[he catches the pack and approaches with his Zippo, leaning down to light Peter's cigarette.]

Don't just try to be a little more careful. Do it.

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

[He flicks the off switch and re-holsters it. So casual.]

This isn't going to look good on my review.

[sosghosts.livejournal.com]

[He inhales on the cigarette as the other man lights it, then takes it from his mouth and exhales.]

You worry too much. No one was hurt. It'll be alright... Is there any beer leftover from last time I was here?

[ooeeooahah]

Probably not. How long has it been since your last evaluation?