Dr. Peter Venkman (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
neverstudied) wrote2018-12-24 11:04 pm
neverstudied) wrote2018-12-24 11:04 pm
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"Hey, this is Dr. Peter Venkman- I'm probably busy. If you're calling about something stupid done by a Dr. Egon Spengler or a Dr. Ray Stantz, I'm sorry for whatever they did. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
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Yeah, I figured you'd want something more. Hang on, let's see, what else do I have to show you-
[With that very un-subtle hinting aside, he shrugs his backpack off one shoulder so it hangs at his side, reaching into one of the many pockets to dig out a travel brochure for Cerulean Cape, handing it over to Venkman. It has all the usual trappings of such tourist trap adverts- photos of notable attractions, claims of being "the perfect seaside getaway for you and your special someone", and one segment dedicated entirely to local pokémon listings.]
If you want, we could take a trip there right now. Of course, we'll probably need to stay the night if we do... it's already getting pretty late in the day.
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[At his feet, Zuul huffs, as if to remind her idiot trainer that they're in public and to shut up before he says something stupid. Venkman barely notices.
Vinz has his paws on a low beam on the railing and gapes down at the water, panting.]
Hmmm. All night romantic getaway, huh? I seem to remember Ray getting jealous the last time I tried to keep you all to myself... But we can always make it up to him later, right?
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[Although he already feels like this date proposal is a way of giving back to Peter for the time he spent separated from Egon and Ray. After all, if they're already trekking through the same places Venkman's seen before, they might as well stop to appreciate these parts off the beaten path that he didn't take in the first time around.]
[Winston tightens his hold on Peter and tilts his head a bit, looking over at Zuul first, then down at Vinz.] So, is the little guy gonna be alright around all the water? ...he sure looks excited about it. [The tone of that statement comes with an unsaid "but how much will we need to hold him back from running off into the sea" at the end.]
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[Venkman actually never passed through Cerulean in the first place, instead traveling through the Diglett Tunnel. He did briefly show up here on a weird Friday, but not for long. So he's definitely never seen most of the stuff around Cerulean.]
Ehh, he'll be fine. He's got Zuul to keep him from doing anything too stupid.
[Zuul huffs. Unfortunately, she can't exactly deny that he's right.]
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[With that said, the four begin their walk down the forest path together, sun setting ever more, their surroundings darkening to the point far-off branches resemble pitch-black shadows cast against the dimming sky.]
[Winston moves with Venkman as a single unit, holds tightly onto him as he looks around, taking in the tranquil beauty of the environment around them. ...quickly developing the habit of looking over his shoulder to make sure neither of Venkman's dogs get lost around the bend when they turn a corner. Of course, it's harder to keep sight of them in the dark- so ultimately he winds up relying more on his ears to keep track of them as the afternoon progresses further into night.]
[And as the night falls, his shoulders start trembling, shaking the arm he's kept slung around Venkman- his flesh becoming notably icy and his hairs standing on end. Winston gives a sheepish look as a particularly severe shiver jostles Peter a bit.]
...sorry, just a little chillier out tonight than I thought it'd be. [It's not like he's exactly dressed for the cold, either.]
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[They set off on their little journey, with Zuul immediately coming to Venkman's side and walking in step with him. Vinz takes a few seconds to realize what's going on and plod after the three. As expected, he takes brief detours to sniff at things in the forest and stray off the path, but Zuul inevitably brings him back with little more than a huff.
Venkman notices the shivering, of course, and laughs softly.]
What were you thinking when you came out here, anyway? Can't've planned this, or you would've at least worn a scarf. Unless you're not always the infallible genius of our quartet...
[He shakes his head, and tugs the scarf off his own neck- white, with blue stripes. Wingull-patterned. He wraps it around Winston's neck and begins to work on tying it.]
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[The wingull scarf forms something of a shield around his mouth, trapping his breath so every exhale bounces back with a burst of warm air brushing against his neck, sending a wave of goosebumps through his skin that ripples back to the tip of his spine. It takes a minute for him to adjust to it, and he pauses a for a while to gather his thoughts before speaking again.]
Well, when I first laid eyes on that advert for the Cape, I planned on just turning around and circling back to the inn to show it to you... That is, until I noticed the sun was getting ready to set and I got the idea to invite you out on the bridge to see it with me. Thought I could stand to do better than barging into the room and flopping a flyer on your lap, anyway.
...though I'm sure that would've won you over just as well. [There's a mildly smug aura coming off the teasing grin he's giving- it might come off stronger if his teeth weren't still chattering behind it.]
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[As he finishes fixing the scarf to Winston's neck, he leans forward to plant a kiss to his nose, grinning.]
Can you blame me for being easily swayed by your charms?