[This is one of Venkman's worse days, symptom-wise, which means Kim finds him holed up in his and Ray's shelter instead of out and about in Rapture. He's spent most of the day curled up in a pile of old, tattered blankets- the closest thing to a bed they have here- but he's at least ventured out of this veritable nest to grab a bottle of water.
He's turning the corner himself when he nearly walks right into Kim, and Venkman jumps, immediately going on the defensive-]
What the fuck-
[Venkman actually starts to cock his fist back, only recognizing just who he's about to punch in the face just in time. He freezes, but does not lower his hand- unintentionally giving Kim a clear view of his red strings, should he happen to care about that.]
... Get outta my not-house. You don't have a warrant.
[He will hit a guy with glasses. Especially right now.]
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He's turning the corner himself when he nearly walks right into Kim, and Venkman jumps, immediately going on the defensive-]
What the fuck-
[Venkman actually starts to cock his fist back, only recognizing just who he's about to punch in the face just in time. He freezes, but does not lower his hand- unintentionally giving Kim a clear view of his red strings, should he happen to care about that.]
... Get outta my not-house. You don't have a warrant.
[He will hit a guy with glasses. Especially right now.]