THE LONG GRASS

[sparednothing]

[YOU CHOSE TO RUN INTO THE LONG GRASS. The Rex doesn't follow you guys, but you are in for worse trouble. The grass is very tall, coming up to the average human height's waist. All too suddenly, strange, screeching calls can be heard, the grass parting as very fast things start to give chase. The raptors have finally made an appearance. Time to run]

[[ooc: The chase | The communications building | Day three OOC post | Plot Hub]]

Comments

[onehundred]

[ No sweat! He stops when the guy does, follows when he runs, he's just the muscle really. ]

Got nothing to jam the doors with. Keep running.

[hard_talker]

You're the boss! [running, he can do. he's also keeping his eye out for a supply closet... mops and brooms are classic door jammers, and they'll need one once they reach the radio]

[onehundred]

[ Oh yeah, he totally is. A raptor is stalking them, but having seen the mangled remains of its friend, it's moving cautiously, baring its teeth at Levi, who's only staring back, still unimpressed. ]

If I hold them up here, can you find whatever you need?