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Jan 25, 2008 10:39

Mid-January, 2008
RCMP/Ministry of Extraordinary Threats Emergency Hangar
Alert, Nunavut, CAEven in times of the highest tension and most danger, people find ways to keep themselves busy, and neither the Ghostbusters nor the men and women of the world's northern watch bureaus were any great exception. "Ray? Ray! Ray, check it out." Venkman shook ( Read more... )

beginning to look a lot like fish-men, frozen horrors frozen north

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Action Time: Team Boom gone_byebye January 29 2008, 17:46:03 UTC
From above the scene resembles the preparation for some kind of parade, with little clusters of color-coded Arctic gear and equipment standing out against the snow and ice. The rapidly shimmering and changing aurorae gleam overhead, visible even under the daylight sky; they're shot through with streaks of red and other colors that don't normally make it into the annals. "We're getting close," mutters Korpan, gesturing to two units of responders to head off towards the next likely rupture sites. "Does the air taste funny to anyone else?"

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Re: Action Time: Team Boom wellthrownstone January 29 2008, 18:00:52 UTC
Garion grunts an affirmative.

"I wouldn't say funny," he adds a moment later. "The last time it was like this somewhere, I almost died."

...he realizes only after it's out that he could have phrased it more encouragingly.

"I got better."

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Re: Action Time: Team Boom gone_byebye January 29 2008, 18:03:30 UTC
"Just as long as nobody turned you into a newt," mutters Venkman.

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Re: Action Time: Team Boom wellthrownstone January 29 2008, 18:08:15 UTC
"That actually would have been preferable," he grumbles, mostly at himself.

Stealthy sometimes works.

Hitting things with large, sharp pieces of metal? Always works.

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When The Smoke Clears... gone_byebye February 2 2008, 07:41:45 UTC
It takes a while to gather everyone up who's still able to make it back to the hangar at Alert. The first sight that greets the returnees is a lot of Russians- very nearly the full crew complement of a Typhoon-class submarine, few of whom if any speak English. An impromptu infirmary's been set up nearby, mostly for frostbite, impact injury, and utter exhaustion. Dark Schneider will be waking up there, and at Peter Venkman's insistence will have, shall we say, some of the better scenery available in the area. Hey, the man saved their asses from a lot. Venkman figures they owe him ( ... )

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Re: When The Smoke Clears... tyler_marlocke February 3 2008, 02:04:55 UTC
There's one less-than-happy gadget hero poking at his dinner plate.

He just down one mentor, in the form of a Femme Fatale known only as The Flying Squirrel. "Ray? were you able to get anything on what might have happened to her?"

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Re: When The Smoke Clears... gone_byebye February 3 2008, 02:07:18 UTC
Ray hasn't been looking too cheerful himself, despite Peter's and Winston's best efforts to the contrary. He looks up at Tyler's question. "No clue," he says. "The number of dimensional rifts and reality tears in the area make it all but impossible to trace down exactly what happened to her. I couldn't even use a PKE meter up here without it shutting down and refusing to work, let alone the really sensitive stuff. We may have to go back to Milliways and find someone to do a divination or a scry for us... I'm sorry, Tyler."

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Re: When The Smoke Clears... tyler_marlocke February 3 2008, 02:12:31 UTC
"Code names?" He says halfheartedly. "I hope she's okay. She was more worried about me. And about me randomly turning invisible."

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