The Boat

[sparednothing]

[And there, sitting on the docks, is a cruise ship. It seems a man from InGen is waiting by the hull to greet them, a wide smile on his face]

Please accept InGen's humblest apologies for this little...mix up. We are offering you a week stay in a luxury hotel in the beautiful city of San Diego. We should arrive here this evening.

[He bustles them along inside, where all those folks who didn't get to spend a hellish four days on a dinosaur infested island are waiting for them]

[[No sections make your own. Day four ooc post | Plot hub]]

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

Yeah, you got me there. I don't think I'd have been of any use hobbling away from anything that wanted to eat me.

[fantasies]

[He won't dispute that, but he also doesn't really want to think about it too much, so:]

Was it at least fun here? Or were you just sitting around waiting for us?

[whichwayyoulean]

I was panicking a little too much to actually have fun.

[fantasies]

Oh. Right. [His expression gets a little sheepish.] You could hear stuff over the journals, huh?

[whichwayyoulean]

[Yeah you be sheepish young man]

Only a lot.

[fantasies]

Sorry. [He won't say they all got out of it okay, because honestly, not all of them did.] It sucks to be stuck somewhere when everybody else has to fight something.

[He's a kid. He gets kitchened a lot. He knows the feeling.]

[whichwayyoulean]

At least you're all safe now. I guess I should be glad, I couldn't have helped anyone anyway.

[fantasies]

Don't feel bad. I just ran away for most of it. [But he doesn't really want to go back to that.] It was fun in the beginning. When it was just the leaf-eating kinds of dinosaurs, you know.

[whichwayyoulean]

Good, I'm glad you did. That's the smart thing to do. [He chuckles] Yeah, it's all nice until something that wants to eat you shows up.

[fantasies]

I don't even think they really wanted to eat us. Well, the T-Rexes anyway. At first.

[whichwayyoulean]

...You sure about that? I'm pretty certain that's their M.O.

[fantasies]

I think they were looking for something. At first.

[The 'at first' is important in this story.]

[whichwayyoulean]

...What could dinosaurs possibly be looking for that's not a meal?

[fantasies]

Beats me. But they were sniffing around before they chased us. You know, kind of like dogs do when they look for stuff.

[whichwayyoulean]

Huh. That's pretty weird. You sure they weren't just sniffing for food?

[fantasies]

If they were, they weren't trying that hard. They didn't even chase us into the trees.

[whichwayyoulean]

Wow, talk about lazy.

[fantasies]

I mean, not that I'm complaining. I was really okay with them not going into the trees. But it's not like a T-Rex has to worry about trees that much, you know?

[whichwayyoulean]

Not unless there's something that can leap from the top onto them.

[fantasies]

[He laughs a little.]

That'd freak a T-Rex out, huh? It's not like they could reach.

[He squeezes his elbows against his ribcage and demonstrates. Tiny arms, tiny results.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[He laughs at the pantomime]

Well, in that case, you just need to put a tiny hat on it's head. It'll spend all day trying to get it off.

[fantasies]

[He slaps one hand against his forehead, overdramatically.]

See, why didn't we think of that?

[whichwayyoulean]

You clearly missed a trick, not having me to hobble along with you.