RO > call me out; a forever open RP post, version 2

[midvalley]

NEW OPEN RP POST

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[wavewalker]

[ "Quick" is Ian's middle name. (Okay, he doesn't actually have a middle name, but if he did it would have something to do with how fast he is.) He lacks the sheer size of his fellow Raptori, and has had to make up for it with speed and agility.

So he's right on Owen's heels, footfalls oddly silent as he runs. ]

[enraptored]

[ They reach cover just as the the soldier rounds the corner, walking around the tent in slow, lazy strides. Once Owen leads them some distance away out of earshot, he finally addresses the elephant in the room: ]

So. What are you, exactly?

[wavewalker]

I'm a pirate.

[ Stop being cheeky, Ian. ]

In all seriousness, I'm a Raptori. I was not created in some laboratory, I was raised in a Raptori village, with a dozen or so nestmates. Just and you and your kind descended from primates, me and mine descended from the Old Ones- dinosaurs, I think you call them.

Obviously we don't exist here.

[enraptored]

Obviously.

[ yeah. Obviously. ]

You wanna explain to me how the hell you found yourself here, then?

[wavewalker]

The truth of the matter is I'm not entirely sure myself. I was running along, everything sort of shifted, and I found myself face-to-face with an Old One.

[ He pauses, head tilted upward, nostrils flaring, before heading off further into the trees. ]

If I were a halfway decent Raptori, it would have been quite the religious experience.

[enraptored]

[ that. makes him pause. ]

You're saying you saw a raptor? Do you remember where?

[wavewalker]

[ That makes Ian pause, and he turns to regard Owen ]

Suppose I did. What would you do with that information?

[enraptored]

I just wanna know if she's okay. Place is crawling with InGen's crews -- any encounter between the two of them won't turn out well.

[wavewalker]

[ Another pause, as he regards Owen levelly. Then he gives a twitch of his tail and starts off through the brush again ]

You know, I don't believe I ever got your name.

[enraptored]

[ well if you're going to be dodgy, then two can play at that game. ]

You didn't. It's not important for you to have it.

[wavewalker]

What do you expect me to call you, then? "Man".

If I'm to lead you to the Old One, I would appreciate two things- one, I would quite like to know your name, and two, I would quite like to get dressed first.

[enraptored]

I expect you to call me "Sir."

[ He jerks his head in the direction of the jungle. ]

Find your gear, then.

[wavewalker]

Rude. If you hadn't gotten me out of there, I would be greatly disinclined to do you any favors.

[enraptored]

I didn't ask you for any favors. I asked about the active status of a Velociraptor.

[ Because if the guy is going to be suspicious, Owen has every right to be, too. Articulate Ian may be, but that's certainly no reason to be overly trusting. ]

If anything, I'm doing you a huge favor, and then some. I'm about the only friendly face you're going to see on this island. The rest of the men here will want to strap you to a table and dissect you like a sixth grade science project.

[wavewalker]

I am well-aware of what they wanted to do to me. I sat there in that cage for days, listening to them talk about it like I didn't understand.

You let me out of there, it's true. I'm indebted to you for that, but that doesn't mean I trust you.

[enraptored]

Alright, then. That makes two of us.

[ much chat. so kind. ]

[wavewalker]

Now, I'll take you to the Old One, if you're so desperate to see her, but if you make any move to hurt her or me, I will hurt you first.

[enraptored]

What makes you so sure you can even track her?

[wavewalker]

I may be removed from her by millennia, but I’m no less a hunter. [ And he taps a finger to the side of his nose for emphasis. ] I’ll find her, provided she doesn’t find us first.

[enraptored]

And provided you don't run into a tree before you find your glasses.

[wavewalker]

All I ask is that you have some mercy on the poor, blind Raptori should he accidentally smack you with his tail. [ “Accidentally”.

He heads further into the trees, pausing every now and then to get his bearings. It’s been a long while since the men who captured him carted him to the camp, but the scents are still lingering. Eventually they come to a large tree, and Ian shimmies up the trunk with surprising skill, vanishing into the branches. A few moments later, he drops back down to the ground, fully dressed, glasses secure on his face, a sword and a simple flintlock pistol hanging from his belt. ]

I feel so much better now.

[enraptored]

[ Owen's gaze drops to the gun and sword. His tone is a little more than sardonic. ]

Yeah. Same here.

Where to now? You got a helicopter stashed up here somewhere? Hang glider?

[wavewalker]

Considering I don’t know what a “helicopter” is, I’m going to say no.

This is about where the Old One and I parted ways. She headed that way. [ He points. ] We may have to do a little looking before I can pick up her trail, considering it’s been several days. Do you have any other snide comments to add or can we go?

[enraptored]

[ A pause. Then, ]

Blue. Her name is Blue.

Go on, then.

[wavewalker]

[ That… actually makes Ian pause. His expression loses its edge of annoyance, and he regards Owen levelly. (Well, as levelly as he can at 5’5”.) ]

Tell me honestly, what is she to you?