Jul 18, 2011 18:54
[For once, he's not just recording himself. He shows his feet beside the larger track of some kind of carnivore. For those who are knowledgeable about such things, it's from a velociraptor. But it's old, half washed away by time and rain.]
These creatures. I'd never known of their existence, not really, until today. [The camera goes back to him. And he is totally in his element. Aside from the dirt and mud covering his clothing, he's happy. Excited. These sorts of ports usually bring out the best in him.] What a way to learn about them. Up close and personal, of course.
And - merda! [There's silence as he stumbles up into a clearing and turns the camera back around. It shows a Brachiosaurus herd, moving to another location.]
What is that? [Another pause.] Marquis...tell me that I'm not dreaming. [And it clicks off.]
ever the soldier,
please don't eat me,
doing what he's told,
port!it's got teeth,
scared straight,
trying to be good,
entertainment for the masses