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[And once again, it is noon on meeting day in Patrol headquarters. There's a big open meeting room space, tables in the middle, a projector on the ceiling, computers in the walls. It is shiny, high-tech, clean, and full of a lot more people than last time. Yuan is already here before anyone else arrives, getting papers laid out and shuffled around. He seems tense, but satisfied. Things are finally coming together.]

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[ectobabble.livejournal.com]

[oooo, juice box. Ray grins as he wanders over in his 'busting coveralls, having left all his equipment over by his chair] Hi! ... Neat gloves.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[He'll look up and smile at him]

Ah- Hello Ray!

Um..thank you! They're new...[feels weird talking about clothing dsfjklds] How are you?

[ectobabble.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty good! A little nervous, though. Yuan wanted me to do a sort of ghostbusting demonstration, and I've got it all set up, but ... I'm afraid I'm gonna overwhelm the people who aren't really technologically inclined ...

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Oh...well, then just make sure to keep the terms simple! I know that usually helps me!

-- But not too simple! Because otherwise that might become insulting...

[ectobabble.livejournal.com]

Okay. I'll give it a shot. I guess the thing is, a lot of this stuff IS simple to me, since I dealt with it on a daily basis back home. But ... I dunno, I'll try and keep it light, and take questions at the end, or something. Like they do on Donahue.

[Ray, the Peace Patrol is not a talk show, ffffff~]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[he nods] That would be fine, I'm sure.

...What's Donahue?

[ectobabble.livejournal.com]

Oh, good. ... Maybe this won't be so bad, after all, then. Thanks! [he grins, widely. YOU DA BEST, ALLEN]

Donahue? Oh, it's a show on TV. People come on and talk about all kindsa stuff. My friend Pete, he had a show like that once, too, for about a year or so, but ... most've the people he got on were all crazies an' crackpots who just wanted the attention...