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With the familiar sound of an incoming PINpoint, Ramon is standing in the middle of his flat's living room. This is not unusual...except for the fact he's accompanied by two others that ARE a bit out of the ordinary.
Ramon still has a death grip on the thin, greenish-yellow person's upper arm, and still has the skull with eyeballs stuffed under his other arm. The moment of their teleportation had to happen right when the ground under their feet was buckling, so Ramon stumbles slightly once they're safely in the flat. Well, he often still stumbles anyways when PINpointing happens, because sudden displacement was never his thing. But at least he has torn-up ground to blame it on this time.
But they're safe for the time being, and that's what matters. Though Ramon only now looks around at their surroundings, having had no idea where they'd end up thanks to blindly pushing buttons. Far better here than, say, S headquarters.
So they're safe and he has houseguests now. First polite thing he could probably do for the pair is letting go of them, but his adrenaline-addled mind hasn't quite thought of that yet.
Ramon still has a death grip on the thin, greenish-yellow person's upper arm, and still has the skull with eyeballs stuffed under his other arm. The moment of their teleportation had to happen right when the ground under their feet was buckling, so Ramon stumbles slightly once they're safely in the flat. Well, he often still stumbles anyways when PINpointing happens, because sudden displacement was never his thing. But at least he has torn-up ground to blame it on this time.
But they're safe for the time being, and that's what matters. Though Ramon only now looks around at their surroundings, having had no idea where they'd end up thanks to blindly pushing buttons. Far better here than, say, S headquarters.
So they're safe and he has houseguests now. First polite thing he could probably do for the pair is letting go of them, but his adrenaline-addled mind hasn't quite thought of that yet.