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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.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[chuckles] Bit late for that. But anyway, I suppose both Alexander the Great and Dr. Horrible have attempted to claim the whole Plane for themselves. Didn't work, far as I can tell.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray doesn't even blink at Alexander the Great, and just pulls out a fag.]

See, that shit? Don't care. Some nutter's always goin' on 'bout how this place is theirs. Let 'em have it. Ain't gonna affect me.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow] What sort of things do you care about? Might help me narrow things down a bit.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray lights up his cigarette and shrugs.]

Figure I'll know when I hear 'bout it. Stuff 'bout me mates, I guess? I dunno.


[Yeah, so what, he didn't come with anything specific in mind.]

[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.

[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.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[laughs] Know how that one is, too. Would be brilliant if it were possible to get involved with the big stuff without having to deal with the rest of that though.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray laughs. He's like an honorary dude along the lines of Ray and Chris' status of being main characters but not main enough to warrant too much attention.]

Last time I got involved... got a damn bomb to show for it. Don't wanna get into the details, but it weren't pleasant.

[See, he's okay mentioning it to Handy. And Chris. Other people, not so much.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Who're your mates, then? Might've met them.

[gotitwrong]

Up here? There's Diva... one of the blokes what looks like the other one of you Doctor fellas...

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor's expression darkens at Diva's name, and he blatantly ignores the fact that Ray mentioned her] I've met three of my selves that all look the same, and a famous astrophysicist that looks exactly like them, so you'll have to be a bit more specific.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray notices it plain as day, but his expression doesn't change a lick to indicate it.]

He ain't no astrophysicist, that's for sure.

[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.