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Ray's Mail. Vecchio, not Kowalski. The REAL Ray. -
[ for Brendan Dean ]
Ray didn't remember actually holding an interview with anyone before, not even for the desk clerks (which maybe they should have, because who did they have on there right now? A psychic and a foul-mouthed... Ray wasn't even sure what he did), but if this guy was going to actually write himself up a resume then he probably wasn't the type to accept ( Read more... ) -
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Ray picked up a fairly hefty rock and hurled it at the waterfall, hearing a satisfying thunk when it flew through to the other side. "Did that hurt?" he asked the island. "Did that hurt? Yeah, you're damn right that hurt. You just better hope I don't find any bigger rocks around here or you're going to be hurtin' some more, you bastard." Already he ( Read more... ) -
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Finally all the damn fishing pole nonsense had paid off. Now all Ray had to do was get Benny to start working on beer and the island wouldn't be nearly so much like Hell. He was very proud of his fish, granted it wasn't a marlin or anything, but it was more than he expected to catch. He definitely wanted to hit Kowalski with it at some point ( Read more... ) -
for Fraser
Talking to Horatio and Kowalksi had just made him miss Benny. There was maybe half an hour of silence in the office where he wasn't sure what to do about it but the answer was obvious. It wasn't like Benny wasn't here. If Ray wanted to see Fraser, he could get off his ass and go find him ( Read more... ) -
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[continued from here]The further they walked, the more Vecchio hated this place. He didn't cough as much though and he concentrated on the only good thing. Finding Benny. He'd be glad to see the wolf again too. Okay, two good things. Two good things surrounded by crap, some dinosaurs, a trampoline, and more crap. He couldn't even yell at Frannie ( Read more... )