We Are Our Avatars VIII: Interdimensional Jaunt. (Closed up, thanks for playing.)

[Random berk]

The rathalos was just drifting off to sleep, his spirits buoyed slightly by the mild nighttime weather. Before he became oblivious to his surroundings however, a new scent reached his nostrils and his deep blue eyes snapped open. Another human. He had encountered his share of the two legged pests in the past, even before coming here, and though he was not a particularly ancient example of his species, his carapace still bore scars from battles with hunters, battles that he had been lucky enough to win. This past experience allowed him to identify the scent as the larger male of the species, and he lifted his headd with a growl.

 

[Chungus]

"Of course things couldn't be simple. That seems to be against the law here." Gideon half jokingly responded, shaking his head slightly. "If things come and go like that, how do you peo--" His question was interupted when Trevor approached Don and spoke. After initially looking to Trevor for the most brief of time, Gideon looked away again, doing so rather quickly.

"If we could talk more after you're done, that'd be great." He called out to Don as he went to get clothes for Trevor. "I've got more questions, and I'm not sleepy yet."

 

[FPSfanatic]

Adam continued strolling towards the Rathalos, in an intense argument in his head. This is stupid...
personal. dragon.
that doesn't qualify as an argument.
sure it does. I'm using it as an argument, aren't I?
Well sure, but this is going to end with us being eate-[/i]
But its a personal dragon! what else do I need to say here?
an actual plan.
[hr]
Don sighed, and returned to Gideon. "Anyway, what were you saying?"

 

[Random berk]

OOC: @FPSfanatic: Personal dragon?

The rathalos was a strictly diurnal predator, and he squinted into the darkness to try and find the source of the troubling scent. As Adam emerged out of the darkness however, he spotted him and climbed to his feet. Rearing up to his full height, he spread his massive wings and uttered a thunderous roar that pressed in on Adam like a solid object and served as a challenge to the human that dared to approach him.

 

[Chungus]

Gideon had went to one of the beds, and sat down on it. Once Don returned, he gave a curt nod. "Yeah. How do you people keep track of things if everything comes and goes at random like you said they do?" He asked, speaking with a lowered voice so to not disturb anyone who had fallen asleep.

 

[FPSfanatic]

OOC @Berk "I want a dragon thats allllll mine, and he has to do what I say, and he flies me around all the time, and we're the best buddies ever!"

Adam blinked in surprise, nearly being lifted by the roar. "Well, you're impressive." he said.
[hr]
"We mostly keep track through our immigration information. Who's applying to leave, who goes off the radar once we filed them entering... You have to have your immigration card on you at all times, to make sure you aren't illegally entered. We also talk a lot with the local leaders, who keep us appraised. Its not ideal, but with how many people are always coming in, its the only way to do this that doesn't form a massive, unassailable bureaucracy that prevents anyone from living here." Don explained, yawning.

 

[Random berk]

OOC: @Rozlynn: Good luck getting him to do what you say, whatever else happens here. Ever try to get a cat to do what you say? I imagine a rathalos would have a similar attitude to people as a lion or tiger. Well, in reality it's probably more like the tyrannosaurus from Jurassic Park, but lets try and make him a bit less murderous.

The rathalos snarled in response to Adam, head held close to the ground and tail swaying in the air. He pawed the ground, digging four deep furrows with his claws. Adam would not need to be an ecologist to recognise the stance as being aggressive.

 

[Chungus]

"Right... So I'm guessing we'll be getting a visa first thing tomorow, then? Last thing I want is to end up in jail." Noting Don letting out a yawn, Gideon blew a small sigh. "Eh. I'll stop asking question and just see how things go, I guess. I've kept you busy for long enough." He said as he stood up, taking off his hat, revealing smoky brown, short hair. "G'night." Walking to one of the beds near the end, Gideon took off his jacket and overcoat, folding them up and laying them at the foot end of the bed, with the hat ontop them, before taking off his shoes and laying down. Resting the backs of his hands on the pillow, Gideon laid his head on his palms, and stared at the ceiling.

He hoped the night wouldn't last longer then the twenty-eight he was used to, but would stay awake for the entirety of it even if it would.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Adam sat across from The Rathalos, setting the meat down in front of him. "Ah. you're pissed. Gotcha. Maybe you should calm down?"
[hr]
As night would pass on, those awake would hear light beeping from the guides as they lay there. Each one of the guides would stand, move to the elevator door, and wait. the lift would arrive, much more quietly then before, and they would load aboard.

 

[Chungus]

Still laying in the exact same position as the moment he laid down, Gideon only stirred when he picked up on the beeping noise, followed by the noise of footsteps and the elevator ariving. While he hadn't the best of hearing, the silence of the room made the noise hard to miss. What's this, then? Being fairly eager for something to distract himself from doing nothing what so ever, Gideon got out of bed, and began walking towards the lift.

 

[Random berk]

The rathalos suddenly took two heavy steps forward, with a short, sharp roar at Adam. It was an intimidating action, though not an attack in itself. The rathalos certainly was pissed at having been thrown into this prison, and would be perfectly happy to take his anger out on the nearest human, but at the same time, he was well fed from his deer hunt, and he had no urgent need to kill this man. Furthermore, he wasn't sure what to make of him. He showed no fear despite being so close to a wyvern, and while that was not unusual for the foolish hunters that occasionally came for his hide only to die beneath his claws, none of those were so passive. And they did not usually sit down to eat as calmly as grass-eaters when he was staring them down.

 

[DotSlash]

As she was a bit of a heavy sleeper (or at least was more used to loud noises than anything), Ness would continue snoozing peacefully in her bed as the guides sneaked off.

Amelia, on the other hand, had been twitchy most of the night and the light beeping from the guides had managed to stir her. She rose up a small bit and rubbed her eyes as she slowly came to. [color=ff7777] ....Huh...? What's.. going on...? [/color]

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus, who had laid down but found it difficult to sleep in the bunk, noticed the light beeps. She got up, made sure her Paralyser was strapped to her thigh, then followed the signs.

 

[FPSfanatic]

The guides, loaded into the lift, looked up at Gideon moving. "Don't worry about it. Go back to bed. we're just having a few problems." he hesitate, not sure whether to continue, before elaborating. "Looks like someone's trying to sneak into our main armory, and my team got tapped to look into it. We'll be back in a few hours."
[hr]
Adam smiled at Rathalos. He held up some of the meat. "You want some? You cooked it pretty well. Nice and tasty."

 

[Chungus]

Nearing the lift, Gideon raised his hand, and was about to anounce his pressence, when Don noticed him before he could do so. After Don gave the explaination, Gideon nodded. "Right then. Good luck with that." He said with a hushed tone, before turning around, and walking back to the beds, casting a glance to Samus as he went.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus stopped as Gideon looked at her, overhearing what had been said, then went back to the dorm.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Remilia, upon hearing the various sounds, shot up. Her hand moved to the handle of her blade, two fingers looping into the trigger guards. [color=990000]"What's going on?"[/color] she asked, seeing Gideon return.

 

[DotSlash]

Amelia would be up on her feet as Gideon and Samus walked in. She looked up at the both of them and tilted her head. [color=ff7777] [small] "Um.... D-Did something happen? I swear I heard something..." [/small] [/color]

 

[Chungus]

"Someone's got it in their head to try'n sneak into the armoury here." Gideon answered Remilia and Amelia as he walked back to the bed he had picked, and sat down on it. He still spoke with a hushed voice so to not wake those who still slept. "Wouldn't suprise me if it's someone here doing it." He added.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Who'd be stupid enough?" Samus asked Gideon.