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[gotitwrong]

[Guess what? It's a familiar face that hasn't been on the plane for a while. What can Ray say, he's been busy having his awesome totally cool life and so forth. But there is a bit of a change though - he's cut his hair, it's back to being short, much like it was way back in season 1. Otherwise... yeah the same.

Ray takes a drag of his cigarette and tosses the butt onto the floor.]


So, anythin' happen that I should be carin' about? Haven't been around for a while.


[Why no, Ray isn't going to go forth and find things out for himself. He totally expects if anything important that he might care about happened, he'll be informed of it.]




(Hi. I'M TRYING TO GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS AFTER FEELING LIKE... RP FAIL FOREVER.)

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IT'S A DEROBOT.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor has been perusing Brax's brochures (while trying not to laugh. and failing), and he tosses one in Ray's general direction] We've got welcoming brochures now. Other than that, it depends. How long's "a while?" [pauses] I'm the Doctor, by the way, don't think we've met.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray catches it, but doesn't bother looking at it. He doesn't need a welcoming brochure, Doctor.]

Couple of months. Unlike some of the people 'round here, I got a life outside of this place.

[He pauses.]

Name's Ray.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[well he gets one anyway :|] Nice to meet you, Ray! And a couple of months? Blimey, we'd be here all day if I tried to sum up two months. 'Course, I doubt I'm the best bloke to ask anyway, considering we've never met 'til just now.

[gotitwrong]

[He doesn't want it. Whatever he'll go burn it or something later for his own amusement.]

Heard of you, though. Or one of you. Sommat to do with that Master bloke.

[His mood sours a bit a that, but he doesn't linger.]

So, nothin' blew up or anythin'? Don't care for details, just general shit.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

There are lots of me, and a few of him, so I'm not surprised. [a bit smug? perhaps.]

If we're speaking literally, the Master tried to blow me up a couple of times, but he failed miserably. Blowing stuff up sound like a brilliant idea, though. Suppose I've got a few new explosives I need to test out...

[gotitwrong]

Yeah, I'd prefer if we weren't speakin' literally.

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

[A man in a dark blue hoodie stops dead in his tracks. Slung over his shoulder is a large, overstuffed duffel bag. It makes some intriguing clangy sounds, like metallic objects bouncing against each other, when he turns to make sure there's no one else around him. Uh..... K. Was this guy talking to him? He looks to Ray.]

Do I know you? Or is this just... normal course of business in the Plane?

[gotitwrong]

Don't know you, don't care to know you, and it's normal enough business for me.

[Ray grins slightly at this complete random stranger, something sort of relaxed, smooth, and just a bit smug.]

Just need to know if anythin' happened that I should be carin' 'bout. Don't care who tells me.

[horriblyevil.livejournal.com]

Psht. Other than the influx of new random visitors every day?

[He shifts the bag to his opposite shoulder. It makes some more clanging sounds, much to his chagrin - he winces a little.]

I guess it depends on what you care about. Which, uh... sounds like not much.

[gotitwrong]

Just go on, buddy. I'll decide whether or not it's worth my attention when I hear it.

[Ray does not care about the bag, nor the wincing. He's standing in space. A bag making a lot of noise, held by someone who is potentially a bloody loon (because almost everybody up here except CID and Handy is nuts), is perfectly par for the course.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

You cut your hair! [hair is important, okay?]

That's probably far more interesting than anything going on around here, I suppose. It's really the same as it usually tends to be. People coming, people going, a tendency for duplicates of people that is a bit odd to say the least.

[gotitwrong]

Aye, I figured it were about time.

[Ray pulls out his cigarettes and taps one out, then holds the pack out to Handy if he wants one. Handy's a mate of his, so it's all good.]

So nowt worth payin' any attention to. Was figurin' as much.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[waves them off politely. Ray, you're so nice~]

Not particularly, no, which isn't too surprising really. Like I said, a haircut is far more exciting than anything going on here.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray shrugs and puts the pack back in his pocket.]

Kinda disappointing. Haven't been here for a couple of months and the most excitin' thing is a haircut.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

You would think with the entire nature of this place something would happen. Then again, I seemed to have inherited this habit of missing out on it whenever anything big happens. So I might not be the best judge.

[gotitwrong]

Know how that is. But I don't mind it much. Seems whenever I'm involved with somethin' big, I end up hurtin' or almost dead or sommat.

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[some detective you are Ray, seriously]

That depends on what sort of thing you care about.

(<3)

[gotitwrong]

Hell, what is it with everyone asking the same bloody question?

[bodilesswarrior.livejournal.com]

[amused!] If you'd been more specific, you wouldn't have that problem.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{HI DERO same question though :D}

...That depends. What does Ray care about?

[gotitwrong]

[Ray stomps the butt of his cigarette with his heel.]

Forget it, luv. Don't matter, anyway.

[He feels a need to lean against something, but there is nothing, so he just shoves his hands in his pockets.]

Or how 'bout... how's things with you? I been busy, haven't really been payin' attention to nowt.

[Ray seems to be in a pretty good mood, more or less, even though the people here have annoyed the shit out of him with 'blahblah tell me the specifics of what you wanna hear' and then more or less ignoring 'just talk and i'll decide what I want to hear.


and hi Chii I really need to work on getting a grasp on Ray's voice again but thank god I'm gonna be canon reviewing again soon.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Umm...Not so well? Ever since Sam left, I...Well, I miss him a lot.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray nods a bit. He's finally, more or less, sort of gotten on good terms with Sam. Shocker. Sam is still a twat though.]

Surprised you haven't paid a visit. Or you might've, and I just tuned him out.

[Ray shrugs. Sam rants about a lot of things. Ray ignores most of them. So if Diva ever did surprise visit Sam and Sam came into CID ranting and raving, Ray did the best thing ever.

He ignored it, because it's Tyler, and he has betting things to do than listen to Tyler throw a little hissy fit.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I did, a few times. But...That Sam isn't my Sam, is the problem. It's just sad.

[gotitwrong]

Aye, I know what you mean. Can't talk 'bout shit 'round CID anymore.