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@xmperixm
Starter call.
Would anyone be willing to give me the cool update for the messnger thing? Yes? No? Okay.
[ @xmperixm ]
“…This hasn’t happened before. This never happened before. Something’s wrong.”
"Calm down. You're making absolutely no sense, what are you going on about?"
Well, I am here. I will be here all day to get my Claire back up and running. Consider this a starter and plot call. Hit me up on messenger to plot while I sort this shit out.
Question after questioned seemed to Lea e the mans lips almost causing her to grow impatient. Who did this guy think he was for interrogating her like he was? Taking a few steps towards him, her hands went to her hips instinctively as she closed her eyes for a moment. “For a man that I have hardly spoken to, you have a lot of questions. Questions that are better left unanswered and seen for yourself.” Her tone lost some of the coldness as she glanced towards the stairs that would lead them inside. She didn’t want to think of answering his questions mainly due to trying to figure out what exactly was apart of the asset. She was magnificent, that much was clear. “She has already been hatched, along with her sibling. As for a trainer, we haven’t assigned her one yet I have been here everyday observing her. You must take into consideration what kind of asset she is Mr. Forde before you begin to mad about this situation. Unsure of how safe she really was and is, we figured it would be best if we kept our workers away from her for the time being. Now, would you like to see her?” Without waiting for a response, she began to walk towards the paddock. With a click of her heels hitting each step as she moved up them, she glanced back to see if he was following.
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Jack followed Claire through to the observation deck, thinking about what he had just been told. Hatched with a sibling, that was always good.
“Why aren’t you mentioning both of them? She has a sibling yeah, why do you keep referring to one?”
He had picked up on several things Claire had said and it wasn’t painting a pretty picture in Jack’s mind. ‘Unsure of how safe she really was and is…’ Really was. Past tense. Workers being kept at bay wasn’t unusual with dangerous animals but there usually had to be some sort of incident that made them realise how dangerous the animal is.
Scanning the window, he was immediately drawn to several large cracks in the glass, but he ignored them for now putting a pin on the ever growing list of concerns he was having.
“What is she Claire?”
Once they were looking through the glass, he was beginning to ask the questions that she was dreading. He had every right to, especially since they wanted him to check the new asset out. Yet there was a sense of fear that she was feeling telling him the truth. "The sibling died, Jack. Not because something went wrong, but because she killed her." Her voice dropped as a hand went to the glass. She easily remembered watching the Indominus kill its own sibling which was the main reason she kept it a secret. If the others found out, it was hard to know what their reactions would be. "I don't know, she's a hybrid. She is a mix of multiple different species and they never told me what exactly. There has to be a reason why they would want you." The last part of her words were more to herself than him but she just shook her head as she stared off in the distance. Now she waited, waited for him to go off.
Reverse Starter Call. Like if I can go through your opens and reply to a couple or send in memes.
“If it is under control then why am I here?” Usually if there was some issue she was the one that would be called. There was something he wasn’t telling her which caused her to take a deep breath. “Will you just tell me?”
Fine. He gave up. “Blue got out.” His little stripey hatchling. She’d be running like mad all over the place. She was barely up to his knee, but she was definitely the right size for plenty of trouble.
Claire couldn't believe what he had just said to her as she gaped at him. Her hands clenched as she tried to hold back the urge of slapping him. "How the hell did you let this happen Owen?" Her voice grew louder with each word as her hand went flying to his shoulder. "Do you know what this could mean?! Your asset could possibly close down this place if she harms someone!"
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Fingers typed reluctantly on her phone as she sent an email to one of the specialist. It had been rather Mr. Masrani’s idea on getting some opinions on the enclosure and asset itself once he left the enclosure. Once she hit send, she waited only to groan as she read his response. Great. Jack was never one of the trainers that she had talked to before mainly because she heard of how he could be. Owen was almost more than what she could handle at times so why on earth would she ever involve him? If it hadn’t been for the boss above her she wouldn’t be dreading the jeep that parked to reveal the man driving it. “Well, I’m so sorry to pull you from your other work. The one above me requested you so you can drop the attitude or return to what you were doing. Choice is yours,” she said coldly.
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“Alright alright, I’m listening” Jack’s hands up in mock surrender, before giving Claire his attention.
“What are we dealing with here?”
It was true, he really didn’t know what to expect. At the most, he thought it would be a new species of large theropod, not yet hatched or still in the labs. It’s enclosure waiting to be given the tick of approval before they let the juvenile animal into it’s new life.
That was the sensible thing to do.
“How big will this thing get anyway?” He asked gesturing to the construction. The amount of support this enclosure had could easily contain the Rex and she was about the biggest land carnivore he could imagine the labs creating safely.
“Has it been assigned a keeper? Who will it imprint on when it hatches? Or has it already hatched?
Question after questioned seemed to Lea e the mans lips almost causing her to grow impatient. Who did this guy think he was for interrogating her like he was? Taking a few steps towards him, her hands went to her hips instinctively as she closed her eyes for a moment. "For a man that I have hardly spoken to, you have a lot of questions. Questions that are better left unanswered and seen for yourself." Her tone lost some of the coldness as she glanced towards the stairs that would lead them inside. She didn't want to think of answering his questions mainly due to trying to figure out what exactly was apart of the asset. She was magnificent, that much was clear. "She has already been hatched, along with her sibling. As for a trainer, we haven't assigned her one yet I have been here everyday observing her. You must take into consideration what kind of asset she is Mr. Forde before you begin to mad about this situation. Unsure of how safe she really was and is, we figured it would be best if we kept our workers away from her for the time being. Now, would you like to see her?" Without waiting for a response, she began to walk towards the paddock. With a click of her heels hitting each step as she moved up them, she glanced back to see if he was following.
Time for bed. I'll work on replies and starters in the morning. Along with bringing back another blog thanks to @spxrenoexpensc.
@xmperixm // new asset
‘Dear Mr Forde, could you please find the time to come to asset development to assess and inspect the enclosure of our newest asset. Your professional opinion is also required in the best interests of the asset itself. - Park Operations Management’
He had re-read the email several times before sending back a quick response, letting them know that he was on his way. Despite his busy schedule, he was far more curious to know about the latest asset. If they wanted his opinion on the enclosure, it had to be a big animal. They discovered new genomes everyday, and Jack was intrigued by the possibility of a new species.
Soon he was pulling up to asset development, parking his jeep by the helipad. His first observation was that the enclosure was big. Construction workers where still putting the finishing touches on support beams.
His arrival was expected and soon Claire Dearing came into view.
“I hear someone wants my professional opinion?” Jack spoke dryly, quoting the formal email.
Fingers typed reluctantly on her phone as she sent an email to one of the specialist. It had been rather Mr. Masrani's idea on getting some opinions on the enclosure and asset itself once he left the enclosure. Once she hit send, she waited only to groan as she read his response. Great. Jack was never one of the trainers that she had talked to before mainly because she heard of how he could be. Owen was almost more than what she could handle at times so why on earth would she ever involve him? If it hadn't been for the boss above her she wouldn't be dreading the jeep that parked to reveal the man driving it. "Well, I'm so sorry to pull you from your other work. The one above me requested you so you can drop the attitude or return to what you were doing. Choice is yours," she said coldly.
the weeknd sentence starters.
“ tell them this boy wasn’t made for loving. “ “ tell them this heart doesn’t have to stay to one. “ “ it’s all i know. “ “ mama called me destructive, said it’s ruin me one day. “ “ because i pushed away every woman/man/one that loved me. “ “ that’s real life. “ “ i know you don’t really understand it. “ “ i’m not allowed to regret my choice. “ “ i heard that love is a risk worth taking. “ “ heaven only lets a few in. “ “ it’s too late for me to choose it. “ “ don’t waste precious tears on me. “ “ i’m not worth the misery. “ “ i’m better off when i’m alone. “ “ only losers go to school. “ “ i taught myself how to move. “ “ i’m not the type to count on you. “ “ stupid’s next to ‘ i love you. ‘ “ “ so what can you show me that my heart doesn’t know already? “ “ we make our own sense. “ “ you’re qualified to me. “ “ they can’t teach what they can’t prove. “ “ now that we’re all grown up who do we owe it to? “ “ now that we’ve gone this far who do we owe it all to? “ “ we did it all alone. “ “ now we’re coming for the throne. “ “ do we lose? “ “ i usually love sleeping alone. “ “ this time around bring a friend with you. “ “ we ain’t really gonna sleep at all. “ “ you ain’t gonna catch me with them sneak pictures. “ “ in my city i’m a young god. “ “ my god’s white, he’s in my pocket. he get me redder than the devil til i go nauseous. “ “ she ask me if i do this everyday, i said often. “ “ ask how many times she rode the wave, not so often. “ “ bitches down to do it either way. “ “ i do this often. “ “ i come around, she leave that boy like she ain’t matter. “ “ she’s just happy that the crew’s back in town. “ “ she’s about to go downtown for a whole hour. “ “ if i had her, you have her, man it don’t matter. “ “ i’m never sour, i’m just smoking something much louder. “ “ the night’s almost done. “
Any Owen Grady's uo for a thing?
“You’ll last two minutes in there- -less, in those ridiculous shoes.”
Days passed since her in counter with her soon to be ex husband. He wasn’t thrilled with the divorce papers she had sent to him which left her surprised. Then again she couldn’t help but wonder how much he would be losing if he had once and for all lost her. Either way, it didn’t matter now. This was what was best for her. A small sigh escaped her thin red lips as she left her office to find him. Tonight she was having a date with someone which she figured it would be best he got the news from her. Not like it mattered much. Now that he was on his island he would be focusing more on his job and less on them. This was how it always happened, they would fight and then make up but he would go back to his old ways. “John,” she murmured his name lightly as she found him standing in front of the windows. Regret consumed her but she pushed it aside. “Do you mind if we step somewhere price?”
I'll be here for the night so like for a thing.