[Open] Open the doors get on the floor

[acrocanthosaurus]

WHO: Patience and OPEN
WHERE: Around the temple
WHAT: A newbie appears!
WHEN: Before plot starts up


She doesn't move noiselessly, but her steps are quiet for something that weighs a few tons. Patience roams the woods around the temple, casting about with her eyes and nose and trying to reach out for that vague warmth that means the amber key or her fellow Wetherford time travelers are in a particular direction. She casts about in vain, which follows with what the little voices have been saying, but that doesn't help her mood. Now it's going to be even longer before she gets home and now things are even less certain.

At least she can find things to eat. Chasing off wolves from their food, fishing in the streams. It means as she's resigning herself to the situation her hunger doesn't drive her to distraction. During this time she doesn't seek people out, but if someone makes eye contact she'll stop and stare and probably engage in conversation.

After a day or so she finally turns to the temple, whose main hall is easily large enough for her to move in. She makes a rumbling chuffing noise, accompanied by the soundless sense of a young woman's voice saying, "Don't freak out. I'm coming in."

Inside, she looks about and gets right to it. "Who are you, and what can you do?"

Comments

[acrocanthosaurus]

[She shrugs, or tries to. Her shoulder structure doesn't work quite like it'd have to for that.]

They get blood on them or were you just here long enough to need laundry day?

[Which she will not have to participate in. That's something.]

[awfulcer]

Both. [Most of Dixon's clothing has some degree of bloodstain on it, between the fight with the Wheelers and his absolutely disastrous attempts at hunting game. The last time he caught anything he beat it to death with a rock and probably got more of it on him than in the food stores. He tosses the cloak and blanket aside, not bothering to fold them up or anything.]

You need a tour?

[He doesn't know what she'd be interested in; most of the set-up here is around what humans need to camp. Whether or not she's a dinosaur or a person turned into a dinosaur, he can't imagine she'll get much use out of the clotheslines and all.]

[acrocanthosaurus]

This is one of those places, huh? [Like the Cretaceous. Well. The M.I.N.D. Machine assigned her the right body in both cases, then.] All right.

[She hopes it doesn't show how weird it is how small he seems.]

Sure. I know outside fine, but I haven't been in here before.

[awfulcer]

A place where everything's trying to kill you? It is, a little. I mean, we got jumped by monsters our first day here, but other than that we ain't even seen bears.

[He looks momentarily very excited, like he's just remembered something he wants to share with her. It's not that it's anything he can lay any claim to, but somehow by virtue of knowing where it is and being able to present it to someone, he feels quite proud.]

I just realized. You need to see the singing statues.

[acrocanthosaurus]

Give it time. They'll show up.

[Probably. If there's humans here, why not bears? They'll have to be pretty big to face her, though.]

The singing what now? Is this because there's wind blowing around them or something?

[awfulcer]

No, it's because they actually sing. [Dixon sounds like he's explaining something obvious to Patience, like hey, you're a person trapped as a dinosaur, how dare you second-guess singing statues?]

Can you get through all the doors and halls in this place?