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

[midvalley]

NEW OPEN RP POST

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[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?

[enraptored]

[ Owen returns the gaze easily enough. He's stared down four a full-fledged Velociraptors and survived an Indominus Rex. He can certainly maintain eye contact with some short, near-sighted raptor hybrid with a weird shock of blonde hair. ]

I just feel responsible for her. That's all you need to know.

[ or it's all he feels like sharing. ]

I'm just here to make sure she's alright.

[wavewalker]

[ He keeps his gaze on the man a moment longer, looking for a hint of a lie. He finds none, and that seems to mollify him for the moment. ] She seemed to be fine when I ran into her. Let’s hope that after capturing me, those men abandoned their search for her.

[enraptored]

[ There's a definite shift there, small as it is, and Owen lets some of the tension drain from his shoulders.]

They hurt you at all? Or was it just a lot of poking and prodding?

[wavewalker]

I wouldn’t let anyone get close enough to touch me. Though, it’s difficult to say what they did to me while I was unconscious, but probably nothing more than “poking and prodding”, as you put it.

If they’d truly put me under the knife, I think things would have gone much differently.

[enraptored]

Yeah. I imagine they'd be trying to replicate you and get you on tv as a modern scientific marvel.

[wavewalker]

And what is... "teevee"?

[enraptored]

[ You know, there was a time when Owen thought his life couldn't get any weirder than training formerly extinct animals that could tear through his flesh like paper.

Those were simpler times. ]

Don't worry about it. I'll explain some other time.

[wavewalker]

If we're being perfectly honest, I haven't understood half of the things I've seen since I've been here, so why start now?

[enraptored]

Tell you what. I'll explain whatever you like, once I check on Blue and get the hell out of this place in once piece.

[wavewalker]

Will I finally get to know your name as well?

[enraptored]

Only if you behave yourself and do as I say.

[ It's at about that point that Owen notices the flicker of a light beam, and straining his ears, he hears the sound of low conversation. He grabs Ian by the elbow, pulling him into some bushes. Owen brings a finger to his lips, which is a little redundant as the voices come closer. ]

[wavewalker]

[ Ian doesn't have to be told twice to hide- though, of all the things he didn't understand, he really meant to ask Owen what a "thermal reading" is, because as the men approach, they start tossing those words around again. ]