Everybody do the dinosaur

[sparednothing]

[Anyone near the docks this evening, will get o enjoy watching various cargo ships make their way into the city, dropping off or picking up precious cargo. It's a pleasant night, all things considered. That means something has to go wrong, right?

One of the cargo ships seems to have run aground, trapped on the docks. Workers are milling around it, talking in confused, raised voices. One eventually gets onto the ship, to search for crew. ...Its a few seconds later that there is a scream and the sound of metal being smashed into. The male T-Rex bursts out of the cargo hold, stomping out onto the docks. Workers run, screaming in terror, as the Rex makes his way towards the city....]

[[ooc: Tembo | The docks | Downtown | Day Five OOC Post | Plot Hub]]

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[wizard_redfive]

[Once she reaches a respectful distance, Dairine stands still, looking back. Odd, how she can't even hear his basic thoughts. Was the castle or something else muting him?]

What are you looking for?

[sparednothing]

[Papa watches her for a moment more, before turning and starting to walk again, occasionally snapping idly at people's cars but looking for water more as a priority. He'll head towards a hotel pool. That should suffice]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine follows him, putting barriers up occationally when it looks like Papa's getting too close to the cars. She sees where he's headed and oh, now she gets it.]

You're thirsty. [Well, she'll do what she can to help for now. Transitting ahead, she manages to clear people away from the pool and inside (not that it takes much with a GIANT DINOSAUR coming towards them). Then, carefully, she separates the chlorine from the pool, trapping it in a claudication. See: nice clean water.]

[sparednothing]

[She is a good person. Maybe he won't eat her. Or at least give her give seconds head start. He heads over to the water, lowering his head to drink up]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine stays there, curious and wanting to make sure he doesn't cause too much trouble. She picks up Spot, who's been walking with her this whole time, like a metal laptop spider.]

I wonder how you got here... [She looks down at Spot, who just mentally sends back the word "InGen." Of course. Those good for nothing...]

[sparednothing]

[Once he finishes drinking, Papa starts to head off again, in search of food. There's a lot of people out there, plenty of them would make a good snack]

[wizard_redfive]

[Oh no you don't. Dairine might be playing nice, but she hasn't forgotten that he's a meat-eater. Or what happened to Sarah. She can't let him wander freely in a highly populated city.

Dairine jogs alongside him, trying to figure out the best way to deal with this. The best solution she can think of is a barrier of sorts. If she could power one around her house, she should be able to do one around a dinosaur. The difficulty will be allowing for movement.

Silently, she gives Spot the parameters of the spell: invisible barrier, keeping people out (and, on an off-thought, bullets), with a large enough radius for comfort, and locked to him, so it would move with his steps. She watches the dinosaur closely as Spot gets the details set for implimentation. There will be no more death on her watch.]

[sparednothing]

[Papa finally gets to a group of people boxed in with cars, letting out a roar and charging at them, only to hit the barrier. He roars again, confused, trying to slam into this invisible force, keeping him rom his meal]

[wizard_redfive]

[While he's at it, Dairine will hurry over to the nearest butcher's shop or grocery store, pick up the biggest hunks of meat they have, and shove them in her spare claudication. She's not too worried about leaving: the spell should keep him from eating or stepping on anyone, though unoccupied cars might be in trouble.

Her distraction acquired, she transits back to where he was before. Are you here, Papa Dinosaur?]

[sparednothing]

[He is, still fighting against his shield, roaring in annoyance. The scent of fresh, bloody meat, may have his nose twitching, but like mr Grant always said. The T-Rex doesn't want to be fed, it wants to hunt]

[wizard_redfive]

[Does she have your attention at least? Don't worry: you can hunt eventually.

Dairine calls out to the Wizard's Manual still in her hands.]

Spot, transit me and Rex somewhere quieter!

[It takes a minute for the spell to take hold, but suddenly they're no longer in the middle of the city. Instead they're on the beach, a little ways away from where he escaped (not that Dairine knows that). Dairine breathes out heavily.]

Sorry about that. I thought this might be better one on one.

[sparednothing]

[Papa glances confused at the sudden change of area. He's had enough of your shenanigans now, missy, and makes to attack her]

[wizard_redfive]

[This one doesn't learn very quickly, does he? As he charges for her, she suddenly appears behind him, a small "poof" marking the transition.

You want to play tag? Let's play.]

[sparednothing]

[He doesn't see her at first, slamming into the barrier. He glances around, not bothering to look behind him, before starting off towards the city again]

[wizard_redfive]

Leaving so soon?

[Dairine crosses her arms but makes no move to stop him though. It's a decent walk to the city, and her spell should hold a while yet. She'll just follow the T-Rex in order to keep an better eye on his movements.]