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Ray would ordinarily take the stairs two at a time, because he's like that, but he's got a wobbly Venkman to worry about, so he walks like a normal person for once. He heads right past his original door and stops at another one nearby. "Okay, got the key here somewhere... got it."

The room inside is significantly larger than his last- two or three times larger, really. It contains all the same stuff as his old room, but it's... organized. Segregated into sections, neatly shelved on wire racks, and lined up along walls and out of the way. Even the stacks of books in a few places on the floor are neat stacks, and organized by subject.

You can see the floor.

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Peter replied, "I already did a better job doing that myself. S'why I'm here getting my noggin checked."

He blinked, and something spiked anyway from the reaction, "Oh? Piss off the wrong person with his harping, huh?"

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"True enough." Ray frowned a little and tweaked one of the inputs. "Okay, that's better."

He shrugged as the spike blipped on screen. "No idea. There's a notice up that says he's 'passed on' and has a couple of aborted synonyms for 'died' scratched out around the central verb. No memorial service planned so far. Surprised?"

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"Not really, no. The guy got his kicks from making people miserable, somebody sick like that's bound to piss off the wrong person eventually."

The spike vanished again as he calmed down, "We got along better toward the end, but I still didn't trust the guy. Couldn't have happened to a cheerier guy in my opinion."

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Ray nodded. "I don't think I ever encountered him again after that one time," he said. "Which is just fine with me. I mean, I'm as big on live and let live as the next guy, but there are some people I would rather let live somewhere else, if you know what I'm saying... Okay, I think I have baseline pretty well set. Let's start with the basic tests, okay?"

He held out one hand. "Paperclip," he said. "Either try to stop it from falling, or wait for it to hit the floor and try to move it."

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Peter nodded, and tried to concentrate as Ray dropped it. Should be easy, right? Small object? Not a problem.

The clip might have quivered slightly, just a hair though as it fell, but it fell to the floor with a ping, and laid there.

"Shit!" Peter cursed loudly from frustration, and tried to concentrate more. Nothing, nothing, and he was just getting more upset by the second, gritting his teeth a bit.

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"Uh- Peter-" Ray looked up from the console. "Stop that. You're spiking into the orange here and it really doesn't look healthy."

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Peter just growled in frustration, and the clip quivered suddenly, and then violently slammed up against the ceiling.

His head sagged a little after this, breathing heavily, though still awake and alert.

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Ray glanced up, then leaned over to catch the clip when it fell down again. "Okay, it's still there," he said, "but I'd be careful about that if I were you. How're you holding up?"

[OOC: I need to get out of the office soon. It's skating night and I wanna eat before we go out.]

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(ooc: That's fine. Can always slowtime this. Have fun tonight.)

Peter blinked, "I'm fine. Let's keep going." It seemed to be back to uncontrolled PK mostly. He lost a lot of ground with it.

"What's next on the plate?"

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Ray peered at the results on screen. "Ordinarily I'd call for a barrier test, but I don't have anything to throw at your mind to see how it holds up... I suppose a simple round of send-and-receive would be the next bet. Want me to get the Zener cards out?"

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Peter nodded, "That old chestnut? Sure, deal me in."

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"Gotcha." Ray got up and pulled the deck from one of the wire shelves he'd arranged along the edges of the room. "We don't need to run that long of a series, I don't think, but I've got the first card in front of me now." He held it up with the back side facing outward. "What've I got?"

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Peter asked with a slight smirk, "You're not gonna shock me if I get it wrong, right?"

He then concentrated for a moment, "Hang ten, riding the waves."

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"Please." Ray wrinkled his nose. "Do I look like the kind of person to steal another scientist's schtick?" He glanced at the card. "Well, that's one right. Let's see what you get on the next one."

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"Well payback on behalf on my bitchy subjects?" Peter chuckled a little, "Kidding of course."

He closed his eyes, trying to see. "Uh, star, no, it's a square."

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Ray's eyebrows went up a little. "You sure about that, Pete?"

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"No," he honestly replied, "Going with square."

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Ray's eyes slid back to the card. "You had it right the first time," he said, turning it over to show the star. "Which I could've told you as soon as I saw the spike on the screen. Let's try a few more."

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Peter sighed, and shook his head, "Ok.... uh... circle." He felt like he seeing them through a ton of sludge. They weren't burning in there like normal.

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"Well, you got that one, at least," Ray said, turning the card over. "Let's keep going."

It would take a while to run through enough of the deck for it to count as a representative sample and get enough results on the computer.

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Peter nodded, and continued concentrating on the cards. Again, he found himself faltering and unsure as he called out his ideas. He was getting a bit tense again as result, and the image flashed and burned briefly but then, nothing. He was just guessing randomly after that.

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Eventually, Ray sighed and put down the deck. "You were doing really well there for a while," he said, "and then you just lost it. I think you're going to have to take up meditating in earnest for a while, just to get yourself together again."

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Peter shook his head again, "I wasn't going well even at the beginning. I'm barely getting anything. Like my whole view got shot all to hell."

He added, "I hated getting these at the beginning, but now it feel weird without them."

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"It's still there to some degree," Ray pointed out. "We're just going to have to work you up slowly until you get it back. You know. Like the rehab guys at Kessler, who work with trauma victims until they get full use of their legs or arms or whatever back. It's probably still there, just masked by a, a temporary strain."

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Peter just gave him a look that said, 'You're sure about that idea?'

"Assuming it's temporary. This place hasn't had any neurophysicians show up, right?"