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[gotitwrong]

[Ray is on the plane, looking his usual pleasant self. what is he doing, you might ask? ...he's removing the stitches from his face. so he's pretty much sitting at a table, with a mirror, snipping the threads and ripping them out one handed, since he still has an arm in a sling]

Fuckin'...

[he growls (in a way), and yanks out another stitch, wincing a bit as it catches] Shit.

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[gotitwrong]

Just don't like 'em. Costs money. And I can take care of meself, so there's no point goin'.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Well, it looks like this time you couldn't.

[gotitwrong]

Ain't much to be done with a busted shoulder.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Oh, is that it? You must have gotten in a fight, then.

[gotitwrong]

Mhm. Gave me a good fight, they did.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Ah, really? Was it fun, then?

[gotitwrong]

'cept for the part where the bastards carved up my face. And the shoulder.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

That would make it considerably less fun, yes. But it's not terrible, is it?

[gotitwrong]

Still alive. Figure it'd be worse if I were dead.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Oh, most likely. But even here, that's not a problem at all.

[gotitwrong]

[he pauses, then goes back to his stitches] Don't fancy havin' it happen.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

I doubt that anyone does. I can't imagine that the idea of coming back is very comforting, since you'll die anyways.

[gotitwrong]

Yeah. Don't like the idea of it.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Nor do I. But that's why I won't allow myself to die, much less here.

[gotitwrong]

[a smirk] Sounds like a good plan, provided some of the local freaks don't mess it up.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Always a problem. There seems to be quite the assortment, unfortunately.

[gotitwrong]

Yeah? You got any names?

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...

{He has to consider that} Well, there's the vampire, Diva I think her name is, but she sticks out to me because I guess I have a bias against vampires. There's a time machine, the TARDIS, the Doctors and the Masters, God knows what they are, a goddess of the sun, and...well I guess you could look around at almost anyone and see something odd.

[gotitwrong]

[he mentally jots down the names] Yeah. It were two blokes what got me. White as a sheet. Twins. Fuckers are damn quick.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

It's not unusual here. Though, I think the only ones that have actually killed people here, that would be the Masters and the vampire.

[gotitwrong]

[a nod] Knew 'bout the Master. [he puts scissors and stuff down to pull out his cigarettes] Pisses me off that nobody can do anythin' about him- so I was told.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say that nobody can do anything as much as the majority of people are afraid to go against them. Or in some cases, I think the ones that could easily don't really care to.