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Who: Parker, Denise and Atia.
Where: Jurassic Port
When: All port
Warnings: The three swearingest ladies in the Barge's history? Parker possibly losing it? Some randomness that not even I can consider?

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Day one

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Parker was waiting at the door, and she was holding a bag that was filled with supplies. The Admiral had mentioned that they should be prepared, and after the island port and the stuff with the weird radioactive world, Parker was taking no chances. The bag was stuffed with rope, food, water and ammo, just in case.

There was a gun at her back and another in her bag and damn if Parker wasn't wearing high heeled boots with her suit. At least it was pants.

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"Same," Denise called out ahead. "Some basic medical supplies, too. You're with an awesome doctor and a great shot--neither of which are afraid to fight dirty--so don't bitch. You seriously couldn't be better off here."

So far, so good. No swarming dinosaurs, at least, and that counted for 'good' at the moment.

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Atia might have acknowledged what was claimed about the two women, but that didn't stop her from registering facial distaste at the prospect of heading into the foliage. It was full of trees and... Potential hiding places.

And when a not-too-distant roar was heard, she froze stiff.

"I... Trust that was neither of your appetites."

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Parker nodded to Denise, and then started to walk faster, there was no point in them taking this slowly. After all, this shit was meant to build character or some other crap like this.

Her fingers reached for the gun at her back and it was in her hand instantly, and Parker looked in the direction of the roar. "Great, giant bitch lizard mating call."

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Denise immediately gripped her crowbar like a baseball bat, thought it wouldn't do any good unless one of the smaller dinosaurs approached them. And judging by the loud roar, it wasn't nearly that small.

"Christ on a cracker," she muttered. "What the fuck made that?"

She might have been spooked, but she'd stand her ground.

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"I have no intention of finding out."

Atia? Dirtying her hands? Most of the ship probably realised her reputation was the polar opposite of that. But what only Miss Parker was probably qualified to know was how much of a survivalist the Roman was. If something properly dangerous was approaching, then she would-

Another loud cry was heard and Atia started moving in precisely the opposite direction to it.

"I hope your Admiral's required location is away from that."

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For once, Parker and her inmate were in complete agreement. She also had no intention of finding out what the fuck it was that made that noise. It sounded big and it sounded dangerous and while it may have been something that wouldn't eat their faces, Parker wasn't going to be holding her breath or betting on that fact. Luck was shit for her, and the last thing she wanted was to have a T-Rex come bouncing in through the trees.

"Fuck that. If it is we'll go the long way around. In the mean time, we go as quick as we can without running. If it's a fucking T-Rex, it'll only see you when you move." Oh 90s movie logic, how simple and sweet you are.

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"I'm pretty sure that's bullshit," Denise said quietly as they shifted their direction and began to move. "If their prey knew to stand still, they'd never be able to hunt. It doesn't make any sense."

She was still holding her crowbar at the ready...just in case.

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"What's a T-king...?"

Latin had at least one amongst them who was fluent in it. One whose gaze was locked in the direction of that bellowing cry as she walked the opposite way.

And, ultimately, failing to see what was coming from a completely different one.

Something with very large, leathery flapping wings, gliding towards the one woman who was wearing bright red. A woman who shrieked out as it plucked her from the ground in its talons!

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Parker shrugged at Denise. "Movie fucking logic?" She didn't know, it wasn't like they'd ever run into dinosaurs before.

That said, coming up with dinosaurs would be something the Centre would do with all their cloning shit.

And then there was a fucking pterodactyl coming out of no where. For a moment Parker didn't know want to do "Fuck!" The word was screamed, and she quickly fired at it, putting a hole in the things left wing.

Jumping ahead of the queue because I have to sleep and this gets my character out of the way! c:

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A few holes didn't stop something of that wingspan and a struggling Atia was seen hurtling into the distance.

Whether or not to survive, who could say?