Team Tembo: Day one

[sparednothing]

[By now you should have already woken up to your surroundings. Your camp is in the jungle, surrounded by tents, vehicles and cages full of dinosaurs. Wander around, check out the armoury, wonder why there are a bunch of dinosaurs in cages, or get yourself a tent]

[[ooc: The camp | Pick a tent | The dinosaurs | Roland Tembo | Day One OOC post | Plot Hub]]

Comments

[bro_codebreaker]

Uh, hello? The sign on the tent does say "Expert". But, you know, if you're gonna doubt me, you could always just let me prove you wrong.

[i_got_this]

Expert, right. How could I have forgotten. Tell me, how do you deal with oversize baggage?

[She watches him carefully, thinking maybe coming in here was a mistake.]

[bro_codebreaker]

[oh, she's one of the Ones With Issues. if they're Daddy Issues he so has this in the bag. if not, he can still wing it]

I don't have rules about carry-on size. [he pulls a flask out of his gear and tosses it over. he finds girls deal with their crap easier if they're drunk - it won't be the first time he's listened to sob stories for the sake of a play]

[i_got_this]

Good, because 'killed by my best friend' doesn't even want to fit through my doors.

[She grabs the flask and looks at it, for a long moment considering handing it back, but she realizes she's got plenty of justification for getting smashed. She opens it and takes a drink, more out of habit then desire, and hands it back to Barney.]

[And, lucky enough for him, she's not the sob story type. It was just her blanket warning she might change her mind suddenly and without explanation.] So. What do you think of the catch out there?

[bro_codebreaker]

Ouch. [that earns a sympathetic grimace as he takes the flask back and takes a swig. had he retained his memories, the conversation would have gone straight to angstville, but as things stand, he just grins once the burn of the booze wears off]. Pretty awesome, but whoever caught them went for the small fries. Theyre all leaf eaters.

[i_got_this]

[Yeah that's enough sympathy for now, and then she's motioning for the flask again.]

I am actually okay with not being surrounded by things that can eat us. Things that can trample us are bad enough.

[bro_codebreaker]

[he has no problem with passing it back, not when he can just wish it full again. the castle has the BEST wingman tricks]

Trample us? Psh, please. Did you see those bars? We're fine.

[i_got_this]

She takes the glask back but pauses to shoot him a disbelieving glance before taking a sip.

"Yeah, as if this place would let us get off that easy. They still make me nervous." She takes a healthy drink and hands it back. This is the first step in getting back to normal, she supposes; the good old feeling of being stupid drunk.

[bro_codebreaker]

Why? I mean, you've got that crazy super space soldier armor and stuff. That's gotta be pretty good against a dinosaur.

[they're getting a rhythm going, now. swig, pass]