Month 1

[captainryan]

Having a place to run, Ryan quickly sets up a routine. He heads out to the park usually twice a day for a good two hour run. It takes two more run ins with the gangs for the word to spread that he’s to be left alone – or else. After that, he either doesn’t see them or they respectfully look the other way when he passes by.

The morning jogs are even less eventful…at least until the moon approaches. It’s only when the jogger ahead of him stops at a drinking fountain (an interesting and useful American invention) that he realizes he’s been following her for twenty minutes. No, not following, stalking. She looks up, surprised to see him as close as he is, and misinterprets the look on his face as one of lust.

“Pervert,” she informs him none too kindly, and he can’t really blame her. How often do men look like they want to eat her? It does, however, settle the matter that he needs to get out of the city and soon.

“The full moon’s nearly here,” he says when the Ghostbusters have assembled for breakfast.

Comments

[gone_byebye]

"We'd noticed," says Venkman, of all people. "We've kinda been talking that over."

"When they're not making me open the same door twenty-seven times in a row," calls Ray from the kitchen; he's busy trying to feed Slimer.

"Oh, you love it and you know it," Venkman calls back. "Anyway. It would be really, really bad to try and keep you here for that. So we've been talking a couple of options over. How do you feel about a car ride out to Nassburg?"

"I still say we should attempt to contact Ray's cousin about the use of his dairy farm."

"You were outvoted three to one, Egon. You lost, fair and square. Deal with it."