→ second gig | You can keep your Cenozoic but I'll take the Mesozoic

[ninthserenade]

Characters: ninthserenade & vatheon!
Location: Pirate ship/Barrier!
Time: morning/noon
Style: any, starting in third \o/
Status: Open!

To say things weren't beginning to look up for Demyx wouldn't be too far from the truth. He was out of that ridiculous cast, he could finally start giving Arpeggio some well-needed attention, his buddy and old roommate was back and

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[lunateclock]

[Things sure have gotten crazy lately. Thankfully, the dinosaurs seem to be relatively harmless? Relatively being the key word, but Minato is still quite busy making sure that people are okay and not being stepped on by huge herbivores, or other similar issues.

...

A pause. Demyx is, of course, familiar, and he immediately stops to say "hello"--

There is a lizard on his shoulder. Okay.

...And then he follows his gaze up to the side of the barrier, and stares as well at the large, aquatic dinosaur.

...It takes a lot to shock Minato to be at a loss for words, but thaaat about managed it.]

...ah.

[ninthserenade]

[Only if tripping over an advertising sign for a shop is an issue when he first saw a dinosaur run across the street counts.

He barely even registers Minato, but the lizard certainly does!

...For all of three seconds. Then it's diving it's snout back into the bag.]

Y-Yeah...

[lunateclock]

[Dragging his gaze away from that shadow of a gigantic fish and he shakes his head.]

...Hopefully these dinosaurs don't become any more dangerous.

Hello, Demyx-san. How are you doing?

[ninthserenade]

[For a second he almost appears to be... Trembling.

And then he bursts into laughter, bouncing on his heels as he leans forward to smoosh his face against the bubble. His little buddy makes a screech of protest and a sharp nip to his hair, but he doesn't pay attention to it.]

Dude! Look at it! That thing--Lookit the teeth!

Awesome, actually!

[wheresmyrum]

[And out of nowhere, Jack is right beside Demyx and staring up at the strange creature. Oh, and he's holding a bottle of rum.]

Doesn't look too holy to me.

[ninthserenade]

But--But--It's huge!

[Phew, what reeks of booze? Oh, right, pirate. Demyx glances over once, and then he's laughing a little.]

Dude, mix that up with coke!

[wheresmyrum]

I've seen bigger. Ever heard of the Kraken, mate?

[Jack looks more perplexed than he usually does.]

Coke?

[ninthserenade]

Have I ever heard of the Kraken--Does a fish swim? 'Course!

[He nods.]

Yeah, y'know... Coca-cola? It's a pop!

[faygot]

[Gamzee had been coming up to Demyx to greet him, but then that shadow passes up overhead and just...]

Woah.

[And there he stands, just next to Demyx, his face slack as he stares at the mosasaurus. It reminds him of his Goat a little. Oh man, this is so fuckin' awesome.

Any guesses on how long it'll take the two geniuses to spy Demyx's little friend?]

[ninthserenade]

...I wanna pet it.

[Face, meet barrier. What fascination with sea creatures? None here, nope nope nope!

Ten, twenty minutes tops?]

[faygot]

It kinda looks all up like my goat except not.

[Forever staring.

Half an hour if they start talking about the sea instead.]

[ninthserenade]

A goat? In the water?

[It's a motherfucking miracle, man.]

[thunderhips]

Heh....you seem pretty popular with those...things.

1/2

[ninthserenade]

Hn? Those thin--

[ninthserenade]

[OH MOTHER OF DARKNESS WHAT THE HECK IS THIS--]

Eh!? H-Hey, get your head outta that! S'mine!

[LIFTING THE BAG AWAY--Oh god. It's not working it's just climbing up his arm now]

Hey! Bad! That's not yours!

[thunderhips]

[Chel laughs a little nervously, snatching the bag to keep it from Demyx's new friend.]

What is this stuff anyway?

[permalineface]

[Haruhi and Dinos don't mix.]

H-Hey! You might want to--... There's one of those...things on your shoulder!

[ASDSDFGH GET IT GET IT GET IT while I stay over here at a safe distance away! x:]

[ninthserenade]

Things?

[Slowwwwwly looking over--

ACK!]

Hey! Thief! S'mine! Get your fat head outta there!

[permalineface]

[... How like a typical man to be more worried about his food, and not about the fact he has a freaking dinosaur on his shoulder.:| ]

U-Uh, I think your snack is beyond saving now.

[ninthserenade]

No way! It's still there!

[He pushes at the dino's head and with a shriek it clawed its way onto his head, perching upwards on its hind legs. One peek into the bag...]

...Dude, there's hardly anything left.