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[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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[Chris is looking it over, too, but he answers.] Hancock. He's acting like I can't even get a cuppa. Giving me one of'em looks all the time. [In his hea,d he's thinking "those looks people give boss when he goes bonkers."]

[he notes that name for later reference] Rest of 'em givin' you trouble, 'sides wantin' you to go on leave? Or just Hancock?

Haven't worked with most of'em. That new guy, uh, Blake? He's been good about it.

[Ray nods] Don't like most of 'em. Got saddled with this DC, Pangbourn. Right prat, he is. 'd take you bein' a div over him any day.

Think I know him. [He just shrugs.] I dunno, Ray, when you think it'll be over? Don't like it at all.

[a half shrug] Dunno. Don't like it either, but I decided to tough through it. It'll fix.

Yeah, boss said it'll fix up fine in a month or so.

's been... two weeks, I think?

Yeah, about that. Half way already.

Think you can make it through?

[nods quickly.] Yeah, yeah, course. I'll be fine.

[a firm nod] I'll try to put up with Pangbourn. Ugh.

It'll be all right, yeah? Just a couple more weeks.

Yeah. [though he still sort of snorts over the idea of it] Hey. When this's over, how 'bout we hit the pub. [he grins] Stay for a week.

[This suggestion heartens Chris!] Oh yeah that'd be perfect. Get pissed until we can't see straight.

[Ray knew it would!] Wouldn't mind passin' out on the floor, then. Be for a good cause.

Get up, have another pint and pass out again.

[He grins widely] Only hafta worry 'bout somebody tossin' us out while we're too pissed to notice.

The pub wouldn't, yeah? Or this place. No one runs this one.

Perfect. We'll do it here, then. And nobody'd know we were gone, 'cept the Boss and the Guv. 'cause that whole time thing.

Blimey, that time thing's still confusing, ain't it?

[Ray nods] Aye. Pop off for an hour or two, come back, 's same time when you left. [a pause] You been keepin' your watch properly timed?

Uhm, mostly, yeah. [Chris taps his watch.] Been trying to keep it in time but I forget sometimes.

Probably should take it off 'fore you come here. [half shrug] Dunno, might fix it.

Oh, yeah, I might. [we all know he's going to forget.]