Date: 2005-06-02 07:02 pm (UTC)
Peter stared at the mess. "Sheesh, Ray. What, did you grab the labs from all of our worlds and bring them here?"

He goes to take a step, and does indeed hear a crunch. Great.

"I think I found it, then." He lifts up his left foot, and checks under the sole of his shoe. There was bits of crystalline dust on the surface. "Glad, I'm not barefoot. Sorry." He glanced around unsure how they were going to do this. There was barely space to stand, much less sit. He didn't even want to try to figure how the hell Ray could sleep in here. There were a few patches of floor here and there, but that was it.
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