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pullmeoutalive2014-06-27 11:45 pm
midvalley) wrote in pullmeoutalive2014-06-27 11:45 pm
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[ He looks at Ian askance, expression blank and eyes hard.
Owen is a practical man. Analytical. Scientific. He's not sure what to make of Ian, still, but he's not so cruel as to ignore someone in need, nor too proud as to turn down help. But other realities, where sentient life took after dinosaurs -- seemed to worship them, even? Where one person could fall from one reality into another? Owen didn't subscribe to multiverse theory, but at the same time, it would easily explain Ian's existence.
And if he really came from a place like that, then maybe it would be a good idea to send Blue there. Rexy too, even, though wrangling here would be a different problem altogether.
... This was a train of thought more comfortably had while they weren't being hunted.
In the dark, it was difficult to get his bearings, but he knew his way around the island; still knows, even, despite his time away. When the voices of the men fade to a whisper, he gestures for Ian to follow, then heads off deeper into the jungle. ]
We need to regroup. I think I know a place.
Owen is a practical man. Analytical. Scientific. He's not sure what to make of Ian, still, but he's not so cruel as to ignore someone in need, nor too proud as to turn down help. But other realities, where sentient life took after dinosaurs -- seemed to worship them, even? Where one person could fall from one reality into another? Owen didn't subscribe to multiverse theory, but at the same time, it would easily explain Ian's existence.
And if he really came from a place like that, then maybe it would be a good idea to send Blue there. Rexy too, even, though wrangling here would be a different problem altogether.
... This was a train of thought more comfortably had while they weren't being hunted.
In the dark, it was difficult to get his bearings, but he knew his way around the island; still knows, even, despite his time away. When the voices of the men fade to a whisper, he gestures for Ian to follow, then heads off deeper into the jungle. ]
We need to regroup. I think I know a place.
[ Ian can practically hear the gears in Owen's head turning. It's clear Ian's appearance has turned his reality upside-down. Ian knows how he feels to a degree- it was very much the same for him when he found himself mixed up in a conflict between gods. ]
Very well. Lead the way.
Very well. Lead the way.
[ The place he has in mind isn't too far from the coast, but it's likely to be far from InGen's search area. The building is overgrown, reclaimed by the jungle after over twenty years of disuse. The double doors part to reveal a large room. Vines cling to the walls and hang from the ceiling. The floor has been taken over by different types of plants, but is otherwise covered in dirt and dust.
It's only now that Owen finally brings out his flashlight, flicking it on to provide some light. Mostly for himself, of course; he assumes, given Ian's ancestry, he must have better night vision than him. ]
Should be alright here, for now.
It's only now that Owen finally brings out his flashlight, flicking it on to provide some light. Mostly for himself, of course; he assumes, given Ian's ancestry, he must have better night vision than him. ]
Should be alright here, for now.
Mm, afraid not. Mostly they're rather busy breathing fire in my general direction the moment I step foot into the vicinity.
[ He casts a look at Gajeel over his shoulder. ]
That's a general "I," by the way. My preference would be to give the things a wide berth. Marvelous creatures, of course, but their penchant for setting carts and caravans aflame can leave something to be desired.
[ He casts a look at Gajeel over his shoulder. ]
That's a general "I," by the way. My preference would be to give the things a wide berth. Marvelous creatures, of course, but their penchant for setting carts and caravans aflame can leave something to be desired.
[ For his own part, Ian is mystified. He gingerly moves to the middle of the room, turning in a small circle as he takes everything in ]
What is this place?
What is this place?
The main building of what used to be Jurassic Park. Was on its way to being a huge hit, before the dinosaurs got out and ate a few people.
[ He pauses, casting his light around. There's what looks like a banner on the floor, torn to pieces. ]
This island used to be an amusement park. Extinct animals brought back to life to entertain folks at a premium. Was supposed to imbue people with a sense of humility and wonder. Mostly people wanted to see giant monsters roaming the Earth.
You can probably figure out why the place got shut down the second time around.
[ He pauses, casting his light around. There's what looks like a banner on the floor, torn to pieces. ]
This island used to be an amusement park. Extinct animals brought back to life to entertain folks at a premium. Was supposed to imbue people with a sense of humility and wonder. Mostly people wanted to see giant monsters roaming the Earth.
You can probably figure out why the place got shut down the second time around.
[ Ian lets out a dry chuckle ]
Every Raptori I know would throw a fit at the mere mention of such blasphemy. It seems we never got the chance to exist here.
Every Raptori I know would throw a fit at the mere mention of such blasphemy. It seems we never got the chance to exist here.
As opposed to what, exactly? Fluff dragons? Warm, fuzzy kisses dragons?
Seems so.
[ He turns the light back to Ian, though he's mindful to avoid flashing it directly into the guy's eyes. ]
Really no idea how you ended up here, huh?
[ He turns the light back to Ian, though he's mindful to avoid flashing it directly into the guy's eyes. ]
Really no idea how you ended up here, huh?
IF I were a betting man, I would say I have Gatekeeper to thank, though I can't be sure why. Perhaps something to do with your friend Blue.
Gatekeeper?
[ He wonders if he wants to know, really. ]
Friend of yours, I'm guessing.
[ He wonders if he wants to know, really. ]
Friend of yours, I'm guessing.
If one could count the god of death as a friend, then I suppose so. We're on decent terms, at least.
[ he says it somewhat absently as he moves to the wall, tracing a clawed finger over a painting of a raptor. ]
[ he says it somewhat absently as he moves to the wall, tracing a clawed finger over a painting of a raptor. ]
God of death.
[ Owen is starting to feel that strange, out of body sensation when a guy knows he is entirely out of his depth. ]
Whatever you say, pal.
They gonna just zap you back home, once you wrap up whatever it is you're meant to do here?
[ Owen is starting to feel that strange, out of body sensation when a guy knows he is entirely out of his depth. ]
Whatever you say, pal.
They gonna just zap you back home, once you wrap up whatever it is you're meant to do here?
Metalicana.
[ That's a little on the nose. Or on the snout, as it were. ]
I expect your friend the dragon didn't leave so much as a missive, then.
He was sapient, then? In my experience, dragons seem little more than beasts. Fascinating and lethal and beautiful, to be sure, but their mental faculties seem no more impressive than a common bear's.
[ That's a little on the nose. Or on the snout, as it were. ]
I expect your friend the dragon didn't leave so much as a missive, then.
He was sapient, then? In my experience, dragons seem little more than beasts. Fascinating and lethal and beautiful, to be sure, but their mental faculties seem no more impressive than a common bear's.
[ something about Owen's tone draws the Raptori's attention away from the wall ]
Gods and raptor-people are a bit out of your wheelhouse, I'm guessing.
Gods and raptor-people are a bit out of your wheelhouse, I'm guessing.
Not unless you count an ill-advised marathon of a handful of sci-fi films Netflix has on offer.
You can add everything you just said to the list of things to explain to me when we get out of here.
Noted.
Question still stands, though. What makes you think your Gatekeeper friend can return you home, if they were the one to bring you here in the first place?
Question still stands, though. What makes you think your Gatekeeper friend can return you home, if they were the one to bring you here in the first place?
If he sent me here, it only follows he can bring me back. He is a god, after all.
I'm already in his employ, as it were, so I assume this is his way of avoiding contracting someone else for this little errand. Whatever its true purpose may be.
[ He glances toward the ceiling, and his tone gets stern, if slightly exasperated ] A little direction now and again would be nice. That's all I'm saying.
I'm already in his employ, as it were, so I assume this is his way of avoiding contracting someone else for this little errand. Whatever its true purpose may be.
[ He glances toward the ceiling, and his tone gets stern, if slightly exasperated ] A little direction now and again would be nice. That's all I'm saying.
[ He follows his gaze upward, for a moment, then feels silly for doing so. He scrubs his face, trying to gather his wits about him again. ]
So we track down Blue. You take her to-- wherever the hell it is you're from. You sure she's gonna be safe there?
So we track down Blue. You take her to-- wherever the hell it is you're from. You sure she's gonna be safe there?
Positive. The Raptori Council will be clamoring all over each other for the honor of her guardianship.
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