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Ray was really, really, really starting to loathe the sight of Sumerian- sorry, Sumero-Akkadian- spirit containment gridding on the walls. Cuneiform got old fast if you had to stare at it for eight hours a day, every day.

He blinked a few times and wondered whether the fact that the patterns were swimming a bit was necessarily a bad thing.

Then he caught sight of Danny's grinning face and realized the answer was yes.

Date: 2006-01-31 05:54 am (UTC)
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Sam crossed her arms. "He's still in there. That's why Jazz and I tried that. When he shocked me, just for a second, his eyes went back to normal..."

She inhaled deeply. "Okay, before we do anything, we have some questions.."

Date: 2006-01-31 06:04 am (UTC)
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Peter eyed him, "What did I tell you about those people skills, Ray?"

He then slipped into smooth talking Venkman mode, "Yeah, see, kind of a long story. Been trying to help him out with the noggin, but as you see, no dice so far."

Date: 2006-01-31 06:28 am (UTC)
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"How did this happen, again?" Jazz asked. "You said something about an evil woman. Was she a ghost?"

Date: 2006-01-31 06:44 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, that's the little ...jerk. Sold Danny out. Kid's got enough to deal with, he didn't need this."

Venkman eyed them some, "But I'm not saying anything you don't already know. Seen a lot too, I'll bet?" There waa an assessing look to his eyes as he studied them thoughtfully. "Quick thinking there on the trick and the trap, by the way."

Date: 2006-01-31 06:55 am (UTC)
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"Well, Tucker and I have been helping Danny since the beginning," Sam said. "And Jazz is Danny's brother, so she has the same--" crackpot "--ghost-hunting parents.

"Hey, I have a question?" Tucker put in. "What the heck is this place? Danny told us a little bit, but not everything..."

Date: 2006-01-31 07:01 am (UTC)
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"Sooo, weird alternate dimension. Got it," Sam said, and it was apparent that she, Tucker, and Jazz, realy didn't need much further explanation to figure things out.

Tucker looked at the thermos. It rattled. "Uh, guys? We need to get those shields up and running again."

Date: 2006-01-31 07:05 am (UTC)
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Peter nodded approvingly at Ray, before adding to the kids, "Yeah, there's some rules, but all you need to worry about with that, is no violence or business in the bar." Figuring they were still just young enough where the third rule wouldn't apply.

He then gave a grim nod, "Ok, Ray, how fixable are the shields? Anything besides the Sumerian mumbo-jumbo that is? Think they'll work in about ohhhh a minute?"

Date: 2006-01-31 07:10 am (UTC)
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Tucker nodded and went to work, on the Fenton gHost Shield.

"Y'know, these modifications are a great," he said, looking over the changes to the shield.

Jazz was fixing the markings.

Sam had been passed the Thermos by Tucker and she was just holding it as everyone bustled around, a sour look on her face.

Date: 2006-01-31 07:16 am (UTC)
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She just looked off to the side, and shook her, then looked at the thermos again.

"You'd think that--" I'd "--we'd have realized he wasn't...him. Especially after last time."

Date: 2006-01-31 07:25 am (UTC)
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"Fenton Ghost Shield's ready to go." He tapped a button and it sprung up again.

"I fixed the markings," said Jazz. Good thing she has a photographic memory.

"We'll need to release him in there before putting up the other shields. Are they ready?" Tucker asked.

Date: 2006-02-03 05:32 am (UTC)
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"I should do it," Jazz says, reaching for the thermos.

Date: 2006-02-03 05:37 am (UTC)
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"Careful there." Peter commented, eyeing the thermos warily, and taking a ready position just in case.

He then mouthed to Ray, 'Voice thing??? What?'

Date: 2006-02-03 05:40 am (UTC)
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There was a whoosh as Jazz pressed the button and Danny landed in a furious, undignified heap, glaring daggers at them all.

Immediately, he opened his mouth again...

Date: 2006-02-03 05:48 am (UTC)
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As Danny screamed, Tucker looked confused as he held his ears and he shouted over the din:

"How is he not tiring out yet?! He usually can only do this for so long!"

Finally, it stopped.

Date: 2006-02-03 05:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doc-venkman.livejournal.com
Peter nodded, "We'll get him back. The right way." There was a determined look in his green eyes.

Off Tucker's comment, he frowned some, "Maybe he had a growth spurt or something?" Danny was still a growing ghost-kid. Which meant his powers were getting STRONGER. Shit... this was not gonna be easy.

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