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Luckily for Blue there's someone nearby that might be able to shine through the confusion just a bit... Maybe. If he wasn't so damn confused himself.
Wandering through the city in a bit of a daze, Owen Grady can't help but think this is all a dream. He has a dull headache, the result of coming down off the sheer adrenaline rush these past few days have been, and, honestly, he thinks this is all some hallucination brought on by stress.
He's still dressed the same; dirty clothes, mud-and-blood splattered, hair messed up. Kedan are avoiding him, because, come on... who wouldn't?
And then he hears the noise. Pertinent over the sound of commotion. It's a familiar noise, one that snaps Owen out of whatever daze he's in.
"Blue...?" Another caw, and that's just confirmation. He's going to start running, reaching the marketplace, and... there she is. There's a group slowly approaching her, looking like they're going to try and grab the critter.
"Hey! Stay back!" He calls out, pushing forward, moving around to get into the raptor's sightline. "Blue! Hey... Over here..."
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The approaching group catches her attention first, and Blue immediately drops low, backing away from the greater numbers and hissing loudly. One or two alone she would rush, but she recognizes a larger pack when she sees one, and though normally she'd be content to issue a challenge to groups like this, they smell wrong and she doesn't know them. She's tense, confused, panicked, and when another figure suddenly emerges in her field of view, solitary and alone and speaking in a voice she would instantly recognize were she not so distraught.
How dare this one ignore her threats? He is alone, unlike the others, and she will drive him off. Her posture remains low, but now it’s poised for the rush. She gives a single shriek before surging forward. He will know to respect her, to fear her, this familiar man with his words and speaking to her and the scent and she’s charging her Alpha oh no.
A raptor’s attempt to reverse her direction mid-charge is not a graceful sight under normal circumstances, and when said raptor’s distress has left quite a bit of fabric strewn about just waiting for the chance to tangle up claws trying to stop, the whole affair is rather comical. For onlookers, at least. Possibly not so much for Owen Grady, who has the misfortune of being directly in the path of 300 lbs of indignantly squawking dinosaur that has just tripped herself up in an effort to not bowl over the man who guides her pack.
Owen was backing up, aiming to start sprinting when Blue lowers to charge him. He has his escape plan all sorted... when he notices something change in the raptor's expression.
Recognition.
So, instead of weaving away, Owen Grady, Raptor Trainer extraordinaire, is backing up, noticing that she can't stop.
"No, no, no... No!"
And a loud crash as a heavy-set ex-Navy man is bowled over by a large dinosaur.
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Wandering through the city in a bit of a daze, Owen Grady can't help but think this is all a dream. He has a dull headache, the result of coming down off the sheer adrenaline rush these past few days have been, and, honestly, he thinks this is all some hallucination brought on by stress.
He's still dressed the same; dirty clothes, mud-and-blood splattered, hair messed up. Kedan are avoiding him, because, come on... who wouldn't?
And then he hears the noise. Pertinent over the sound of commotion. It's a familiar noise, one that snaps Owen out of whatever daze he's in.
"Blue...?" Another caw, and that's just confirmation. He's going to start running, reaching the marketplace, and... there she is. There's a group slowly approaching her, looking like they're going to try and grab the critter.
"Hey! Stay back!" He calls out, pushing forward, moving around to get into the raptor's sightline. "Blue! Hey... Over here..."
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How dare this one ignore her threats? He is alone, unlike the others, and she will drive him off. Her posture remains low, but now it’s poised for the rush. She gives a single shriek before surging forward. He will know to respect her, to fear her, this familiar man with his words and speaking to her and the scent and she’s charging her Alpha oh no.
A raptor’s attempt to reverse her direction mid-charge is not a graceful sight under normal circumstances, and when said raptor’s distress has left quite a bit of fabric strewn about just waiting for the chance to tangle up claws trying to stop, the whole affair is rather comical. For onlookers, at least. Possibly not so much for Owen Grady, who has the misfortune of being directly in the path of 300 lbs of indignantly squawking dinosaur that has just tripped herself up in an effort to not bowl over the man who guides her pack.
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Recognition.
So, instead of weaving away, Owen Grady, Raptor Trainer extraordinaire, is backing up, noticing that she can't stop.
"No, no, no... No!"
And a loud crash as a heavy-set ex-Navy man is bowled over by a large dinosaur.