"All right. Hang on." He sticks two fingers in his mouth and whistles. "Ecto? C'mon out, would you? There's somebody I'd like you to meet."
The Firehouse doors slide open, and a white-and-red former hearse loaded down with a truly amazing amount of electronic equipment rolls out onto the sidewalk. "Hi, Dad," says the synthesized voice of a late teenager.
Ray smiles. "Alyx, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Ecto. Ecto, this is Alyx Vance."
"Hiya, Miss Vance," the car says obediently. "Nice to meet you."
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Date: 2008-09-16 09:00 pm (UTC)The Firehouse doors slide open, and a white-and-red former hearse loaded down with a truly amazing amount of electronic equipment rolls out onto the sidewalk. "Hi, Dad," says the synthesized voice of a late teenager.
Ray smiles. "Alyx, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Ecto. Ecto, this is Alyx Vance."
"Hiya, Miss Vance," the car says obediently. "Nice to meet you."