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Oct 16, 2011 20:54

[Action- 752 Partridge Drive ]

[Pete's searching the house that's supposedly his. He had a bit of a scare earlier that morning before Ray came and found him and they sought out Egon. It wasn't that Peter wasn't used to weird things like this, but the whole make-believe family bit was a little uncalled for. It'd be one thing to wake up, hungover in ( Read more... )

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[Action - Olney's Tavern] toothsnort October 17 2011, 01:08:43 UTC
[What's going on Venkman? You're going to find yourself tended to today by a bartender who, by all means, seems way more happy then he should be about just about everything. He's almost nauseously up beat.

It also takes him far longer than it really should to get your brandy, but hey. He eventually does it.]

There you go sir!

Anything else?

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[Action - Olney's Tavern] sosghosts October 17 2011, 01:55:46 UTC
[He takes the drink, forcing a smile.]

Well... there is something.

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[Action - Olney's Tavern] toothsnort October 17 2011, 02:02:52 UTC
Yeah? I can do it for you!

Uh. Whatever it is. Probably.

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[Action - Olney's Tavern] sosghosts October 17 2011, 02:11:30 UTC
[He peered around before speaking, keeping his voice low.]

What can you tell a newcomer about this place?

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action - Olney's Tavern pkeccentric October 17 2011, 01:42:51 UTC
[after dropping off his mass of toasters back at his house, Ray's decided to tag along with Venkman for a while so that he can get a better layout of the town. somehow they've found their way into a bar, and it's a good thing, too. he's positively dying for a drink right now.

having already ordered some beer, Ray's sitting next to Peter, contemplating his bottle with a thoughtful, troubled look.]

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action - Olney's Tavern sosghosts October 17 2011, 01:57:35 UTC
[He doesn't like that look.]

What are you thinking, pal?

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pkeccentric October 17 2011, 02:39:25 UTC
[he doesn't reply immediately and instead takes a gulp of beer.]

'bout everything, Pete. The town, the stuff in that brochure that Spengler showed us, the people trapped here...

[he shakes his head.]

It just doesn't seem real.

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sosghosts October 17 2011, 03:41:55 UTC
Hey, maybe it's not. [He takes a drink of his brandy.]

Maybe you wake up tomorrow in the firehouse... drooling on yourself.

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[752 Partride Drive] --shit I'm sorry D: there_were_none October 21 2011, 15:56:41 UTC
[One of the said kids is now toddling into the kitchen, possibly attracted by all the noise. She's very small, like a scrawny five year old girl, and sleepy; when she yawns, little pointy teeth are revealed. She only covers the yawn almost too late to be of any good, and her fingers seem to be tipped with claws. They're a very pretty red, though! Just painted the day before.

Her eyes are red, too; from over here, she's looking up at him a bit blearily. And her first words are in French. An almost unintelligible murmur of French, asking why it's so early.

...hey, Flandre's a nocturnal creature. Diurnal sleeping patterns are still weird!]

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:O! It's okay! sosghosts October 21 2011, 16:42:10 UTC
[He looks up slowly, watching the girl move into the room. There are definitely some odd things about her, but he's not exactly sure if he's seeing correctly or it's the stress doing it to him. He shakes his head for a second as if to snap himself out of something.

And he definitely doesn't know French.]

...sorry?

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/o/ there_were_none October 21 2011, 16:57:36 UTC
[Blink. Blink blink. Flandre starts off in French again before switching to English almost subconsciously.]

--oh, you're not a dream person, are you?

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sosghosts October 21 2011, 20:31:36 UTC
[He stares blankly for a moment before replying.]

Not that I know of.

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