[center][color=f78103][h1] ҉Ray҉ ҉Hoffman҉[/h1][/color][/center]
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    Ray was trying to figure out if the profiler was profiling him or not, but he couldn’t tell - he isn’t one for a reason. Staring at the other young man with accusing eyes, he debated if he should let him in or not, “[color=f78103]Uh-huh,[/color]” Ray said in a thought. Was he going to let Darin in or keep giving him that semi-stupid look that he fazed into? 

    Opening the door up for the other individual when it was stated that he got to play ‘boss’ till the others come back. “[color=f78103]Really!? I get to be boss?[/color]” He couldn’t believe his ears. He was allowed to be the boss till the team got back, he was excited, but he was torn in thought about the case. 
    Clearing his throat, Ray tried to toughen right up and become ‘boss’, “[color=f78103]First order, tell your boss about this case and what is happening. I know, I already know, but I wanna know what you know,[/color]” Ray had finger guns pointed at Darin while Ray backed out of the door to allow the comrade into the Ray Lair. 
    Practically running over to his desk chair, he hopped right into it, and turned on his stuff, “[color=f78103]Leave the door open or close, your choice,[/color]” waving his hand in a careless way to state that he did not care what Darin chose. 

    Once the computer lights turned on, he quickly logged in, and he began to bring up certain tabs. “[color=f78103]Is there any recorded evidence? Unknown DNA? Fingerprints. Maybe images of the criminal?[/color]” Ray started talking a million miles an hour while asking about the case and he was already trying to figure out if he could find a name to the unknown assailant. 
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