Raymond Stantz (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
gone_byebye) wrote2005-11-26 05:23 pm
gone_byebye) wrote2005-11-26 05:23 pm
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Saturday, November 26, 2005
14 North Moore Street
Manhattan
"-okay, so, I think if I arrange the power routings like this-"
"Ray," said Winston, "we gotta talk."
Ray looked up from the plans, blinking. "About what?"
Winston sighed. "Look, I know you wanna protect Ecto more now that she's- you know, awake- but this is a really, really bad idea."
"How do you mean? You've seen how many attacks she's been hit by when we've been in the field before this-"
"Ray, stop and think for a minute, okay? Remember how much trouble we got in with the Feds when all they thought we had on the premises was stuff we weren't supposed to be storing?"
"That was a personal grudge on Peck's part because of the way Peter treated him."
Winston resisted the urge to facepalm, and looked steadily back at Ray instead. "Doesn't matter. Ray, think, okay? The city gave us those licenses because they needed us and they knew it. I know you can probably get a couple more accelerators licensed if you need them, but they'll yank them all in a second if they find out that you're turning Ecto into a tank."
Ray blinked, turning his head towards the garage for a moment. "A... holy Heisenberg, you're right. I never thought of it that way."
"Yeah, I kind of figured."
"This place would be the Branch Dravidian compound in a matter of seconds..."
"Probably not that bad, but really close."
Regretfully, Ray looked down at the plans and tore them in half down the middle. "I think we need to burn these."
"Sorry, man. I know you mean well by her."
"No, it's okay. I'll just have to think of something else."
14 North Moore Street
Manhattan
"-okay, so, I think if I arrange the power routings like this-"
"Ray," said Winston, "we gotta talk."
Ray looked up from the plans, blinking. "About what?"
Winston sighed. "Look, I know you wanna protect Ecto more now that she's- you know, awake- but this is a really, really bad idea."
"How do you mean? You've seen how many attacks she's been hit by when we've been in the field before this-"
"Ray, stop and think for a minute, okay? Remember how much trouble we got in with the Feds when all they thought we had on the premises was stuff we weren't supposed to be storing?"
"That was a personal grudge on Peck's part because of the way Peter treated him."
Winston resisted the urge to facepalm, and looked steadily back at Ray instead. "Doesn't matter. Ray, think, okay? The city gave us those licenses because they needed us and they knew it. I know you can probably get a couple more accelerators licensed if you need them, but they'll yank them all in a second if they find out that you're turning Ecto into a tank."
Ray blinked, turning his head towards the garage for a moment. "A... holy Heisenberg, you're right. I never thought of it that way."
"Yeah, I kind of figured."
"This place would be the Branch Dravidian compound in a matter of seconds..."
"Probably not that bad, but really close."
Regretfully, Ray looked down at the plans and tore them in half down the middle. "I think we need to burn these."
"Sorry, man. I know you mean well by her."
"No, it's okay. I'll just have to think of something else."