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[mrs_persson]

Who: Una and O'Brien
What: Small bitey dinosaurs, maybe other things.
Where: Port
When Day 2?
Warnings: Possible shooting at dinosaurs.

At some point while trying to get past a broken bridge, Una and O'Brien had become temporarily separated. When she found him again, he was stopped in the middle of the trail, face-to-face with a dinosaur about the

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[mrs_persson]

"No, wait, don't run; they'll just-"

And indeed, the little dinosaur that had been facing off with O'Brien actually went back a few steps as O'Brien started to scarper, and suddenly at least a dozen more little creatures burst out of the brush and started after him.

And after Una.

"...oh sod, never mind, just run!"

[mrs_persson]

Una paused to kick at one of the little dinosaurs that was trying to attach itself to her trouser leg. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see one of them pick up O'Brien's cigarettes and start to rip the pack apart, attempting to see if the contents were edible.

Meanwhile, four dinosaurs gathered at the edge of the ditch, tails flicking. They looked remarkably like cats for a moment-cats who may or may not have been conferring as to exactly how and in what order they were going to attack O'Brien.

Una swiped at the dinosaur that was bothering her and whistled sharply, catching the attention of the four that were menacing O'Brien.