#trainerisms

[applecakeandchainsaw]

“Stop touching my f****** cowboy hat!”

[raptortrainee]

trainerisms liked for a starter!

“Owen!” Olivia came in rushing, slight panic in her eyes. “I jus’  overheard a  couple of  Hoskins’ men talk  about  Hoskins  wantin’  to  organize  a  battle arena for the dinosaurs to fight it!”

[dearingheart-blog]

✕ ; ❝ I know what i’m doing Owen, BACK OFF. This just so happens to be my job for a reason. ❞

[jurassicmitchell]

{ closed rp with trainerisms }

     alot of people were suprised to find that jurassic world was going to be reopened after last summers incident. zach , however , was not one of those people. while , yes , it was quite bad on the park’s view , the people would still want to go see dinosaurs. they would still make money off of it and money was simply everything. so , no , zach was not surprised to find it reopening.  however , he was surprised to find that his parents wanted to take him and gray back to visit aunt claire there. only because he guessed that they wouldn’t want him or gray to be back in the place they could have died at.  yet , here he was. back on the lovely island of jurassic world. more specifically just outside owen’s bungalow. unlike with his aunt claire , he hadn’t been able to keep in contact with owen , so to see him again – he was actually pretty excited. his aunt let him drive out there by himself , since zach pointed out he had been driving for a while now. it wasn’t terribly long but he started at the beginning of the school year and that was officially over with so it had been a good chunk of time.  so while his family got caught up and claire showed gray some of the baby herbivores , zach was approaching the figure that was next to a damaged jeep , with hands in the pockets of his hoodie.  “ hey , is that grey hair i see? “ he spoke up with a teasing smirk. keeping things light was a good place to start. he wanted to reassure that he was fine , and certainly not broken. because he was fine , aside from a few nightmares he got every now and then.

[momslineswork-blog]

“You’re the one that helped save my sons. Thank you.”

[dearingfossils-blog-blog]

When Will The Fear End? | Claire & Owen

A couple of weeks backwards a chaos had risen at Isla Nublar, it had risen with echoing roars of the beast that had broken free from it’s cage. That specific creature was extremely hard to forget about — at least for Claire. Even if in the end Indominus Rex had been erased and defeated, the ghost of the memories had remained. After coming face to face with an unnatural, horrifying hybrid, the former assets manager had finally realized how wrong they had been to even create her, and that they were responsible for the horrors the people on that island had faced. The horrors she too had experienced.

It was a late hour of night when Claire was laying under the covers, curled up on her side as she had drifted to sleep less than an hour ago. It was quiet, mostly, yet it had became usual for her nightly visions to either disturb her rest, or lock her inside a nightmare impossible to escape. She was breathing heavily, a deep frown drawn between her brows as she lied still. The dreams were so vivid, so — overwhelming. For the most nights, like that night, it started with the scenario of her standing by the large window, staring eye to eye with the hybrid, at first it was calm like that. Yet the glass did not represent safety, an unbreaking wall between the two of them, her and the animal. At first she only stood still with no rush or intention to walk away, yet as soon as she made the slightest move to look away from the window, it broke down and once again she was running for her life. There was blood everywhere; blood and shattered pieces of glass. Even the rain smelled of death.

The noise was all around her as she ran past countless bodies of both unrecognizable and familiar people; people she had seen for only a brief second and people she had loved. Claire ran through the ruins of the once massive and impressive park, yet she could not find a way out nor a place to hide.  “ —Owen!” she screamed in the rain, turning to only look over her shoulder til she fell to the ground as the huge teeth were only a meter or less away from her. She stumbled, managing to dodge the attack and she forced herself up even if her feet were growing weak from ache. The panic clung to her like the heaviest chain, yet soon she found shelter, but as she was safe she stood on the perfect spot to see how the monster was tearing apart three familiar figures. She was frozen, unable to do anything else, but stare at the massacre in front of her eyes, the massacre of  — —

A loud gasp came out from Claire’s throat as she was violently pulled back into the reality. It was only a dream, it was only a dream... but she still felt like she was going to suffocate; the tears returning to her eyes before she turned to see Owen by her side.