the forest

[pinkprismstaff]

On early Saturday morning, anyone near the forest will hear a strange noise. It's animalistic in a way you can't particularly place, not a howl but also not exactly a roar.

The leaves rustle in the breeze.

Would you like to check it out?

Comments

[ghostinmichelle]

[ THIS IS WHAT SHE WAS TRYING TO NOT DEAL WITH THANKS!!! ]

Are those dinosaurs?!?

[birdysnatcher]

[Sorry Misaki.........]

I wanted to meet them - but not like this!

[So that's a yes.]

[ghostinmichelle]

Not your fault, just - run! We need to get to the hotel!

[ Misaki's no dinosaur expert, but she really, really hopes that velociraptors don't know how to open doors. ]

Guessing you can't ask them to stand down?! Dinosaurs are birds, right?

[birdysnatcher]

[Good thing neither of them have seen Jurassic Park?]

I can try.

[It's kind of hard to do when running, but she tries to make their sounds right back at them. If they're trying to sound threatening - maybe she can do it louder and larger?]

[pinkprismstaff]

[ GET OFF THEIR YE OLDEN LAWN.

... Or rather, unfortunately they aren't really taking Shade very seriously- if you were big and threatening, why'd you run away like prey? ]

[birdysnatcher]

[Well that didn't work out. Shade would call it a bust, except they don't have any other ideas right now, her human legs are getting tired, and Misaki and the others are in danger.

So she gives it another shot.

She grabs for those last vestiges of cruelty in Megan's body - though she hates to turn it on one of her own - and lets herself sink into the venom, let the rage take over her. Pausing in her steps, she turns around to face her pursuers.]

I said-!

[And she makes that shriek again.]

[ghostinmichelle]

Why are you stopping?!

[ Okay. Okay. Change of plans, apparently. Misaki takes a deep breath and scoops up the nearest, biggest rock she can get her hands on. Maybe she can bean one or two of these guys before she gets torn apart by their razor sharp teeth. ]

[pinkprismstaff]

[ That manages to startle the veloceraptors a little, and some of them break off to watch from a safe distance instead- especially because now Misaki is throwing rocks, which. Ow. But others, such as the leader of the pack, are no longer unimpressed and cranky. Now they're just offended. Some of the velocoraptors hiss angrily while the leader launches itself at Shade and digs it's talons in where it can, shrieking all the while. ]

[birdysnatcher]

[FUCK.

Shade goes down with a scream, but her anger doesn't subside. Winning out over fear, it compels her to punch and kick at the assailant dinosaur, pulling feathers as she tries to pull it off of her.]

[ghostinmichelle]

[ Oh god oh god oh god -

This was never going to be a situation with a massive chance of survival for a teenage DJ, but Shade - Misaki can't let Shade die here. Abandoning both caution and common sense, she rushes over to grab at the attacking dinosaur's wing, yelling as she does so: ]

HELP!! CAN ANYONE HEAR US?! HELP!!!

[ Please don't let everyone else have already gotten got by their own dinosaurs :( ]

[prime_spacetime]

[And shortly after she screams there's a buzzing sound, like a saw- and a streak of blue slams into the raptor, attempting to knock it away. Bouncing off, Sonic lands next to Shade]

Get outta here, dinosnore-!

[pinkprismstaff]

[ Sonic is able to launch the velociraptor away with ease, sending it flying with an angry, startled squawk. Misaki and Shade both get some souvenier dinosaur feathers, but that's probably not really on their mind- Shade's arms and hands are both scratched up pretty badly, alongside wherever else she got talons in her. Or ripped out of her due to the force.

With the leader of the pack gone, the rest don't seem sure on what else to do- now there's three weird things, and one is much, much faster than them. It seems like they could be debating on attacking or running away. ]

[photoning]

[Mahiru was following Misaki but less recklessly, unable to run as quickly, to take it as literally - at least before Shade's last scream rang out. Even now, the pace of her actions is completely different from Sonic. There's something dreamlike about the selection of photos she takes as she goes - the lens is quiet for a new one, until she gets closer, steps on a rock to get a new angle, an intimidating flash in the face of a raptor.]

Go back between the pages of National Geographic.

[After that her voice is more normal, like Misaki, panicked.]

Okay?!

[Then she's twisting so the strapped camera hangs behind her back, and she's looping her arms under Shade's shoulders to drag her backwards, keeping the blood inside like on BBC Sherlock, towards safety.]

[pinkprismstaff]

[ Whatever sort of dinosaur this is, it doesn't seem to like the rapid camera flashes. It recoils, growling, and when the flashes don't let up, it turns tail and scampers off in the opposite direction. ]