Victory Road IC Inbox

[neverstudied]

"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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[neverstudied]

[Sisters! Sisters! Sisters! Tarantula mewls, hopping up and down for a moment and stumbling over her own feet, flopping over on her side. She watches Kölliker whirl around, and squeaks in surprise when she slams into Venkman's face.

Venkman splutters, spitting out a bit of cytoplasm that got in his mouth. God, he did not miss getting slimed every day. For a brief moment, he glares at Ko, before relaxing, patting her.]

Thanks. Try to watch where you're going next time, will ya? ... What're you two so excited about?

[pkemeter]

[Immediately, Venkman has the following pretty much shouted in his brain--]

WE'RE SISTERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Egon jolts a little from the interference, but otherwise doesn't react.]

[neverstudied]

[Venkman jerks back, clutching at his forehead for a moment at the sudden psychic screaming. He grimaces before the actual meaning of her words hits him.]

Sounds like our kids are bonding, huh, Spengs?

[pkemeter]

[Egon nods, still focused on the task at hand.]

Kölliker is not my child, she is a fully functional psychic embryo capable of caring for herself. [A pause.] But, yes, they do appear to be bonding quite well.

[Kölliker burbles happily, bumping herself against Venkman's cheek--no cytoplasm this time. Her membrane isn't that permeable.]

[neverstudied]

... She's your baby and you know it.

[He sticks his tongue out at Egon even though his back is to Venkman.]