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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Feb 24, 2010 4:14:16 GMT -5
Sylvia had just been to the hospital for a check up and innoculations. She parked in the carpark and was rubbing her arm as she entered the Visitors Center. She hated needles at the best of times but five at the same time was a little too much and f***ing hurt.
She needed to enrol in some of the classes, particulary one dealing with firearms and tropical survival. Sylvia approached the front desk wishing she had put her knee brace on as her limp was considerably pronounced today. Oh well too late now.
She got as far as the reception desk when she heard a whistling sound and then an annoucement came over the intercom...
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Post by Genesis Island NPC on Feb 24, 2010 4:33:57 GMT -5
WARNING! TROPICAL STORM WARNING IN NOW IN EFFECT! ALL PERSONEL AND OFFSHORE VISITORS ARE TO REMAIN INDOORS FOR THE DURATION OF THIS WARNING! PLEASE BE SURE THAT ALL JEEPS AND VEHICLES TOPS ARE UP AND SECURE OR UNDER COVER! IF YOU MUST GO OUTSIDE PLEASE AVOID THE CARNIVORE PADDOCKS AND RIVER SIDES! Thank you for heading this warning and have a pleasant day.
Then a torrential rain started. You couldn't even see 10 feet in front of you outside and the glass roof of the main building looked to be under a water fall.
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Feb 24, 2010 4:43:47 GMT -5
Sylvia leant on the desk to take the weight off her knee. Looking at the receptionist on the desk she asked, "Does this happen often?" as she looked behind her in awe at the amount of water that was cascading down.
"Anyhow I need to organise some classes...firearms, survival and possiblly self defense." she stated as she again rubbed her arm, darn innoculations still f****ing hurt. She hoped Venus would be fine in the house on her own. Vinnie was a sensible cat and there was plenty of food and water out for her.
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Post by gunner on Feb 24, 2010 4:44:00 GMT -5
Gunner had been out in the stego fields when he got the storm warning on his wrist computer.
The black leopard and gathered up his gear and jumped into hes jeep and pulled the top up and latched it just as the rain hammered down.
The drive back to the main complex had been a nightmare. He couldn't see jack squat!
He had nearly run into a tree once and ran over a giant dragon fly in the middle of the road and felt the poor creature crunch beneath his jeeps wheels and making him cringe slightly.
Upon arriving at the complex he grabbed his wallet from the back seat and stuffed it into his breast pocket and took a deep breath.
Wrenching open the door he jumped out into the rain and slammed the jeeps door and ran for the doors.
Bursting through the front doors he was a soaked and dripping and his fur was matted.
"ARG!! AH LITTA BIT OF AH ADVANCED WARNIN WOULDA BEEN NICE YA!?" he shouted at no one in particular and he shook himself trying to dry his fur somewhat.
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Feb 24, 2010 4:50:04 GMT -5
Sylvia looked at the wet begdraggled feline looking slightly down at him as she stood her full height mostly favouring her good leg. She turned to the receptionist and asked, "Got any towels?" Then looked back at the feline. "Bit damp out, you alright?"
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Post by gunner on Apr 1, 2010 20:21:04 GMT -5
"Bit damp out, you alright?" he heard a voice say.
"NO AHM NOT AIGHT!" He shouted and turned towards the voice.
He saw a mammoth female white bear with a bit of a lean.
"Aw ell I feel like a total loon now." he mumbled and took his hat off and beat it against his leg to dislodge the moisture.
The receptionist in the black dress came from around the desk and handed the leopard a towel.
"Thanks Julie." he said in his tropic accent and unbuttoned his shirt and began toweling off his black fur.
"One thang ya gotsta know bout this place is that mold likes wet. If yer wet yer gonna get sick. So try and stay dry." he said to the white bear women.
Once he was somewhat he slung his shirt and towel over his shoulder over and let his hat dangle by the cord from his neck.
"Mah name is Gunner. Gunner Welsh. Call meh Gunner if you please. Ahm tha grounds keeper and safety dude around ere." he said extending his paw towards the newcomer.
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Apr 1, 2010 23:15:37 GMT -5
She extended her hand and took his, "I'm the newbee, Dr Sylvia Phillips, one of many." she pointed to the towel "Nice to meet you Mr Welsh." taking his advice about moisture she offered, "Do you want a hand to dry your back?""
"I work in vetenary sciences." Something crashed outside, she jumped slighly and put her ears back. "Does this happen often?"
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Post by gunner on Apr 2, 2010 1:15:39 GMT -5
"I'm the newbee, Dr Sylvia Phillips, one of many." she pointed to the towel "Nice to meet you Mr Welsh." taking his advice about moisture she offered, "Do you want a hand to dry your back?"
"I work in vetenary sciences." Something crashed outside, she jumped slighly and put her ears back. "Does this happen often?"
Gunner shook her hand and handed her the towel.
"If ya don't mind ya." he said and turned around.
Then there was a crash from outside and Gunner was out the front door in a flash with his desert eagle in his hand and standing under the glass awning that sheltered the front steps.
After a few seconds of looking around he put his hat on and disappeared into the downpour.
Gunner got to his jeep and jumped in and dug around in the back amongst his equipment. He finally came out with a pair of infrared/ night vision binoculars.
After turning them on he pressed them to his green eyes ad looked around. He finally spotted a tree that had fallen over in the road.
He picked up the radio off the dash of his jeep and pressed the button.
"Gardenin be advised we have ah downed tree at teh visitor complex." he said and let go of the button.
"Rodger that." a voice crackled back.
"Welsh out." and he put the radio back.
Sighing he pushed the door open and jumped out slamming it shut and streaked back up to the complex.
Once inside he shook himself vigorously and Julie handed him another towel.
After drying off again he looked at Sylvia.
"How bout grabbin a bit ta eat at tha new food place eh?" he asked.
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Apr 2, 2010 8:21:54 GMT -5
Sylvia had gone up close to the windows to watch what he was doing. It wasn't long before he was back again.
"What was it the crashed?" she asked as he was drying off. She wasn't he heard her as he had his head in the towel.
"How bout grabbin a bit ta eat at tha new food place eh?" he asked
Sylvia looked out at the tropical storm seeing several large fronds from some brakish trees blow across.
"I'm concerned about Venus my cat but she should be safe enough indoors. However it's unlikely that I'll be going anywhere soon until an all clear is given. Might as well grab a meal while I can. There is very little I can do in this situation. I need to book into survival classes and one to learn how to use a gun first though."
The lights flickered briefly.
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Post by gunner on Apr 2, 2010 17:27:21 GMT -5
"What was it the crashed?" she asked as he was drying off.
"Ah tree fell in da road. I thot a critter had gotten loose or sumtin." Gunner said and knocked his hat off his head to let it dangle around his throat again.
"This storm aint nuthin at all. Ye dont wanna be nigh any windows wit a real storm round. Dis just be rain and a bit of wind is all."
"I'm concerned about Venus my cat but she should be safe enough indoors. However it's unlikely that I'll be going anywhere soon until an all clear is given. Might as well grab a meal while I can. There is very little I can do in this situation. I need to book into survival classes and one to learn how to use a gun first though." Sylvia said.
"Don go worryin bout yer pet now. Dose houses are tuff. I oversaw de construction of em and made sure dose darn lizards couldn't get in em. And it would be much unwise ta go out der in dis storm yes."
Gunner nodded and began walking down a hall that was painted in tropical scene with various dinosaurs depicted on it.
Gunner didn't even blink at the lights flickering. This place had so many backups that if it ever failed totally then pigs would fly and raptors would cuddle.
"Tha classes can wait. There ar alot of delays right naw. I wannted to check out dat new Italian place here."
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Apr 3, 2010 3:30:51 GMT -5
"Well I can't say I've ever eaten Italian. What do they taste like?"
Sylvia nodded to the receptionist and limped after Gunnar. Every so often the lights still fickered but she figured if it wasn't bothreing Gunnar she would try and play it cool too. "So how many resaurants are there?"
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Post by gunner on Apr 3, 2010 3:45:28 GMT -5
"Well I can't say I've ever eaten Italian. What do they taste like?"
Sylvia nodded to the receptionist and limped after Gunnar. Every so often the lights still fickered but she figured if it wasn't bothreing Gunnar she would try and play it cool too. "So how many resaurants are there?" she said.
"Ahm not sure wat italian tastes like. But its spose to be sum sort of fancy food." Gunner said and turned a corner into the dimly lit restaurant. The floor was wine red and with tables that were unadorned. The restaurant appeared to be unfinished.
A waiter came up to them.
"What can I get for you two today?" he said and ushered them to a table.
Gunner sits down.
"Ah just want sum pasta an a stiff drink if ya got it." He said and leaned forward massaging his forehead slowly.
He wrote it down.
"And what can I get for you miss?" He asked Sylvia.
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Apr 3, 2010 5:23:03 GMT -5
"And what can I get for you miss?" He asked Sylvia.
"Well I'm not sure," She took the offered menue. Looking through what was listed. Eventually she selected something called Cabonara. "Okay, this Cabonara thing looks nice and I'll have a pitcher of milk to go with it."
She turned her attention back to Gunnar, "So how long have you been on the island Gunnar and what exactly do you do?"
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Post by gunner on Apr 3, 2010 5:30:24 GMT -5
"So how long have you been on the island Gunner and what exactly do you do?" Sylvia asked.
Gunner continued massaging his forehead as he spoke.
"Ah was born on dis islan. Dese men came in and started tearin tings up and offered de locals a good job, food, shelter and such."
He stopped massaging and sighed leaning back in his seat.
"I ahm a security and safety dude. Ah make sure dese darn nasty lizards don get free and eat anyone." Gunner said and his hand went to his hip where his gun was out of habit to check if it was still there.
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Post by Dr. Sylvia Phillips B.V.Sc. on Apr 3, 2010 6:20:29 GMT -5
"Ah was born on dis islan. Dese men came in and started tearin tings up and offered de locals a good job, food, shelter and such."
Sylvia was looking around the rather unfinished restaurant and stretched her leg out to try and relieve the ache. Things were still under construction that was obvious. "It doesn't sound like an easy transition."
"I ahm a security and safety dude. Ah make sure dese darn nasty lizards don get free and eat anyone."
"I'm yet to see any of them, details were sketchy. I would like an opurtunity to view the displays but I don't know my way around yet."
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