by The Kingpin » Sun Feb 05, 2012 11:20 pm
"You'd think you'd have enough encounters with things trying to kill you here that lack of activity isn't a problem" growled Crusher as he considered what the Raptor said. with the sun nearly hidden by the horizon, the young Rex's energy was similarly waning, his head no longer being held off the ground, the Rex curled himself slightly more tightly as he closed his eyes, resting, though not letting himself sleep just yet...
Fatalis looked up at the sky as he yawned, the heavy meal admittedly tiring him somewhat, though he avoided letting sleep claim him. his lifestyle made it risky. especially in a place like this. he'd need to find somewhere safe to rest for the night...
Ripper meanwhile, remained silent, considering the Raptor's words carefully, trying to put together the pieces of information the dromaeosaur provided. exposure....the natural assumption would be exposure to the elements, which would make sense somewhere like Death Valley. Then again, it could be the toxic lakes beside the labs like the one he had made his home. that stuff would addict any who drank from it, forcing them to consume more and more of it until eventually they ingested a fatal amount...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG