Personification Life - IC Part VIII [open]

[Torsiedelle]

"Weren't in your right head? You called me a "Rich-bitch westerner" and "Parental Refuse". I don't think you were in the right mind, I think you were insane. You wanted to use me as a living barbie-doll." Natiya glared. Torii's little defense wasn't pleasing her, and she wanted an actual explanation for it. "What made you want to torture me so?"

She smiled at Yoshi and beckoned to him. "Hey, you're . . . Who are you again?"

Sure, she knew who Yoshi was, but in raptor form? She couldn't tell, even though she'd been interviewed by him not a month ago.

"It's because I wanted Mr. Nikanor to myself.", Torii said coldly. "It's because I wanted him to itself...I thought I was as good as family, but after a while, he started hanging out with other people, and with my sister gone a lot, and without Tsu around a lot, I was lonely. I always liked to follow Mr. Nikanor, and when he started doing his own thing, I was getting distressed. Then, I had helped Gio out, and she gave me some advice....it wasn't her fault, I swear! It's just...I took it the wrong way. Look, I know that I'm not right in the head. There, I said it. Still...I don't know how better to say it, Natiya."

She set her beer down and looked Natiya in the eyes. She was trying to explain, but nothing wounded good enough. She guessed that she knew Natiya's anger now, and her pain, and she felt sick to her stomach now. Not even Yoshi's presence helped. In fact, saying that she was crazy right in front of Yoshi was making it harder on her.

[Urran]

Yoshi shook his head. She was still just a scared little girl and was afraid of being alone. Alone. He knew how that felt, to have no one. She'd been through that before, and so had she, she was trying her hardest to get attention so that she wouldn't feel abandoned. That's why she tried so hard. Raptor hugs might be awkward, but her came up behind her and wrapped his, scaly arms around her, just to make her feel better. He whispered softly in her ear. "I'm here for you"

[The BranRiech]

"And what was Rylli to have done? What was his pregnant wife, who loved him dearly, to do? She would have been heartbroken to know that. Oh, you would have taken her too, right?" Natiya asked, rolling her eyes a bit. Now it was painful little jabs, equating it to her being toyed with by Torii, the night she refused to speak. "I have to ask, do you still have the thing, the gun?" She asked, not wanting to know the answer. But it was a necessary question to ask in her mind.

[Torsiedelle]

"And what was Rylli to have done? What was his pregnant wife, who loved him dearly, to do? She would have been heartbroken to know that. Oh, you would have taken her too, right?" Natiya asked, rolling her eyes a bit. Now it was painful little jabs, equating it to her being toyed with by Torii, the night she refused to speak. "I have to ask, do you still have the thing, the gun?" She asked, not wanting to know the answer. But it was a necessary question to ask in her mind.

"I-I-I wouldn't ever hurt Rylli.", Torii replied. "Not Rylli...as for the gun: yes, I have it somewhere. I haven't used it since then. It's a gift from Mr. Nikanor."

She had the feeling that Natiya was just messing with her now. But Yoshi coming to hug her made things better. She blushed and scooted back closer to the raptor behind her.

[Primordial Luxa]

"Of course" she said as she continued out the door with Arthur. They walked casually for a while down the apartment stairs before insidious asked, "That wave...was that your friends doing? It tasted quite a bit like their science tends to."

"Yes, unfortunately it wasn't suppose to happen here. This is the last place on Earth they would target. And I'm not joking, of all the places to target on the planet, Bielefeld would be the last one. It's part of a plan that should have been scrapped." Arthur explained as he opened the doors and crossed the street with her.

There were less cars out since people could hardly fit in the driver's seats. Only the one who were unaffected and those really determined to drive in their new state, were on the roads. Arthur led Insidious into Chaos, reflecting on the name of the popular restaurant. His phone started ringing, but he just switched it off, not wanting whatever crisis there was to interfere. There were a lot more capable and eager agents awaiting action, besides him. Besides, how bad could it be?

Insidious listened intently the patches of scales on her skin slowly retreating but her skin still retained a tropical green color. She nodded intently at his explanation and put together that this was some scrapped world domination plan, it was a good plan and it intrigued her than they would spare any group from raptorfication. "I see" she replied as they entered the Chaos, briefly laughing at the clumsiness that the newly transformed raptors displayed as the drove and attempted to interact with the world.Chaos however had remained unchanged by the tranformative effects due to it pocket dimension status offering it protection. Most of the people were looking in awe at the outside world as it became more Jurassic before their eyes. It took them some time before they were able to distract the waiters enough to get them a table and even longer to get their order taken. Insidious order a Caesar Salad for a starter, a grilled halibut and a bottle of wine from a far off galaxy.

[Cerillium]

Klaus chuckled. "You're not going to play, are you?" he asked his brother.

Ogoti intertwined his longer fingers, settled them on his chest and warbled a raptor tune. Klaus snorted. "So noted," he bumped Ogoti with his snout and hopped from the low wall.

"Hans! Come here." Klaus whispered into his cultist's ear and soon Hans trotted away from the group. He returned shortly after with a box.

"We can follow the lines to avoid the mines," Klaus explained to everyone, "but the crows are a bigger problem. Even with raptor reflexes, we can expect insistent pecking. Now, we have ravens in the old country. Massive things. Odin associated with them. Their names were Hugin and Munin, in Anglicized form; Thought and Mind. They were obnoxious. Want to visit Odin? Put up with Hugin and Munin. Want to settle a quarrel with Odin? Hugin and Munin, there to annoy. To defeat them was easy but time consuming."

He opened the box and took out long, metallic streamers which he began to tie to Hans uniform. "They were cursed to bring treasures to the Maiden. Anything shiny, they must carry away. They forget all about their purpose when they see shiny things. It enchants them. But even this isn't enough," Klaus attached a few reflective CDs to Hans and added some old Christmas tinsel to his head to form a wig.

"Now, if you want to keep crows and ravens from your garden, you must remind them of Odin. They know a loud noise heralds the god's arrival. Things are prone to get nasty. You need a series of loud noises to keep them startled and away from your footpath." He added small brass bells, great sleigh bells, teensy jingle bells and clattering strung shingles to Hans. The cultist was now interestingly glittery and made a lot of nonsense noise when he moved.

"This is a Teutonic scarecrow," Klaus gestured to his masterpiece. "Long ago, when man still harvested by hand, we would adorn warriors still lithe enough to prance and swing. They'd walk the fields attired as such and kept the crows at bay and children would follow them and clap together boards or other bang on drums."

Hans held his head up in pride. It was a very important role in their ancient culture. He smiled at Chrys. Klaus, meanwhile, emptied the box of its final contents - small drums, funny percussion paddles, and two party whistles - and passed the items to the others.

"This will work for the crows but we still have the problem with the land mines. One false move sets them off, ja? This is no problem."

He'd no sooner finished speaking than Hans was hoisted into the air and bodily hurled over the raptors' picket fence. He landing with a jingling, clattering thumb and then -

FOOM!

His body absorbed the detonation but the force lifted him into the air. His bloodcurdling screams mingled with the merry chimes attached to his body. Sunlight caught the streamers and CDs and he twinkled like some glorious, bloody fairy before falling down again. Bits of body and decorations flew from him to land in the minefield, hopefully setting off those nearby mines. He staggered another step on the line and -

FOOM!

Another mine. More screams. More glitter and jingles and clatter. More debris to set off more mines.

"Try to stay on the yellow line," Klaus called to his man.

"Jaaaa-" it was a feeble reply but it showed that Hans still possessed his wits.

FOOM!

Klaus opened the gate. "Well, let's go. He might frightened the crows but we should stay somewhat close to him in case they decide to attack the rest of us. Don't worry, he'll regenerate each time. Don't get too close, though."

He put the toy whistle to his reptile lips and blew it as Gabriel would his own horn. He stepped into the yard and kept to the yellow line.

[Kiruri]

OOC - OK, some magic timey-wimey thingz happening here...because of the setup, I put the Conservator apartment replies under the spoilers. Sorry to Torsi for freezing Katya a while. Also put Torsi's second post chronologically after Cer's to make the timeline fit better, even though Torsi's second post came first. Torsi, mind not replying quite yet? I'm not sure if Cer has anything planned for Hans.

Kiruri, I updated the post history with the link to where Grand's character, the Delegate, came in the lobby and Prim's character, Primordial, came through to help introduce the Delegate, so you should have the background now. Thanks again Prim, for that! I was getting swamped.

After this post, time in these stories should be synced up properly with just before NVE's raptorification thingy, leaving room for the chars to react to one or more of them being turned into raptors suddenly. Let me know if I missed something, any of you guys.

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"Shit!", was all that Katya could say as all hell broke loose above Luce's head. She toppled backwards, onto her butt, and covered her face with her arms. For a minute or SK after things had settled down, she was still confused. It wasn't every day that she saw people exploding out of lightbulbs.

"What's going on?", She asked quietly.

Chrys turned and waved cheerily to Katya. "Hi! Oh nothing. Just had a fight, found a new friend, and rescued two kids. Come on. I'll tell you all about it over drinks - oh wait! You can't have any!" the blonde remembered, glancing at Katya's stomach. The trooper led the aristocrat over to the futon and sat, chattering away. It probably helped that Chrys was back to her normal, non-battle-manic self.

"Well, anyway, it went like this - "

Hans awoke when he felt eyes boring into him. He cracked his eyelids and peered across the room. Something was there in the corner, veiled by the morning light and location, motionlessly watching him. He opened his eyes slightly more.

The apartment was unfamiliar to his groggy mind. It took him a moment to recall standing in it yesterday morning. He'd been naked at the time. A smile parted his lips. Walküre Chrys - the battle maiden. His eyes closed again, this time in pleasure as warm and fuzzy memories kindled his heart: the cardigan; the fire in her eyes; the scent of blood; lots and lots of intestines cut apart by a sharp sword - sweet, sweet memories.

He sat up and realized he was clutching Rudolf's old stuffed toy to his chest. It was quickly crammed back into his pocket. Blushing, he looked around to see if anyone noticed. Fortune was with him. He appeared to be the first awake. He rose from the couch to study the thing which awoke him and then snorted at it. Just a statue.

Hans explored until he found the bathroom. He pissed, washed his hands and face, sniffed the room (someone was fond of cleaning) and left the hand towel folded up by the sink. He sniffed around the rest of the main room as well. War's cultists had sharp eyes but they thrived in absolute darkness. His keen sense of smell was his strongest; it mingled with taste to form a complete picture of his surroundings when even eyesight failed. And so, Hans sniffed his way across the room and followed the trail of Old Spice right to Chrys' door. He raised his knuckles to rap on it but a strange object caught his eye.

"Hello Herr Schildkröte*," he squatted next to a tortoise. The patterns on the shell were fetching. Hans stuck a hand in a pocket and dug around until he found a head of lettuce. He tore away some wilty leaves until he found fresh green; these he set in front of the animal for breakfast.

"Guten Appetit, ja? Genießen! Sie sind ein schöner Reptil, Sie verdienen es, sich verwöhnen. Ja." He absentmindedly stroked the shell. Hans, like his brother, had a love for animals. Rudolf had a knack for interacting with them that he never understood but that didn't stop him from offering kindness to one. Animals were better than people. They weren't shallow things bent on manipulating political parties or stabbing each other in the back for petty reasons.


_{*Mr. Turtle.
German translation: "Good appetite, yes? Enjoy! You're a beautiful reptile, you deserve to be pampered. Yes."}

The statue was a statue. Yet the nature of how the Conservators' time powers worked to "pause" people meant that touching her wouldn't feel like touching a stone statue in the great museums of Europe. The fabric and skin were unnaturally smooth, yet not slick like soap and water. Objects frozen as such would remain undamaged.

The tortoise paused in front of Hans. Then he opened his mouth and dropped the half-cluster of grapes that hadn't yet been eaten on top of a lettuce leaf. A leg pushed the assembly back over to the cultist. It looked artistic in its own way, even if only by accident, with the way the stem angled up over the leaf like a ship's mast. Many crunches came as the tortoise took each leaf one at a time with his forelegs and began nibbling. Unlike MB, he couldn't sign, but he bobbed his head in thanks and tapped Hans' foot with one of his own.

Inside the main bedroom, there was a faint hissing noise. Luce opened the door with a can of Febreeze in his hand. Chrys followed outside, where she saw...

At some point, Katya had gone to bed, and was now well-rested. She walked back into the main room to see if Luce was still around.

"HI Hans! Hi Katya!" she chimed.

---

Daphne's looked down at the little fellow as he hopped onto the luggage. She wondered what this creature's abilities or powers were, if any. As the little creature mentioned "teleport", a chill went down Daphne's spine. She had never teleported. She wanted to have the experience, see how it felt. She smiled as she began to speak:

"Yes, Indeed I am. I would very much like to be teleported, my feet are killing me"

She heard a hissing noise come from the rabbit and quickly turned to look at it. He had bristled up fur and looked quite funny, but it was apparent that he didn't like it that way one bit. Daphne didn't really understand what he meant by what he said. Was there someone else near? She quickly turned to scan the room, to see if anyone was nearing.

No worries. Not evil. Just annoying with bad electricity. MB sniffed again, resolving to prank Primordial somehow, later on. Now we go!

With a sound like someone trying to suck spaghetti through a straw and red and blue flashes, MB, Daphne, and her luggage disappeared from the lobby and appeared in Daphne's apartment.

Daphne touched her head, then with her hands scanned the rest of her body just to make sure everything was in place. She smiled and let out a small sigh of relief.

She faced toward the Bunny and said: "That wasn't what I expected, but I'm glad we're okay"

She laughed as she set her luggage in its place and fidgeted with one of the cases so as to get the cookies she had promised the rabbit.

"Aha! Here we go..."

She took out the bag of carrot cookies. It was quite big and fat. It seemed as if it weighed considerably more than what it would normally for a bag of cookies. Daphne opened it and handed the entire bag to the rabbit.

"There ya go, little fella. Knock yourself out"

She flashed him a smile.

Meantime, she went into her room, managed to find a new shirt, put it on, and splashed some perfume on herself. The sweet smelling perfume was, supposedly, a potion of sorts with the effects of augmenting Daphne's mana (the source of her power).

"Ready!"

She hollered from her room as she walked to where the rabbit was, presumably still eating the cookies.

[Tiltjuice]

Luce began to stretch out a foreleg as Hans went in, but paused as he landed over the other side of the fence and then drew back when Klaus said Hans would regenerate.

"Well, I suppose that works." He followed Klaus.

Chrys muttered something about shiny things and followed Luce in a ballerina's tip-toe along the yellow line, while Dora turned to Katya.

"Come on then, let's go!" she said encouragingly, bonking Katya with her snout.

---

MB twirled an ear as Daphne came back. The bag was half empty, her first introduction to his appetite.

Good perfume! Very light. He paused. Where are you from?

[Erucia]

Jacob checked in Ray and Albert's room while Ray was searching for a weapon. There really was quite a lot of damage to the bed and everything else. Ray and Albert might have to sleep somewhere else for the next few days while their things got fixed. Especially considering they might need an entirely new mattress from Ray's struggling. Jacob sighed heavily as he shut the door, partially to hide the damage and so he could focus on Ray.

"Sure. I can lead the way. Do you want to take the elevator or the stairs?" JAcob asked, turning around in the hall way very, very carefully and beginning to head down in the direction of the front door. "We need to be very careful. I would rather not have to replace furniture or any of the decorations...." He then nearly knocked over one of the tables in the living room, but quickly steadied it with a claw-hand. ".... Never mind."

"....We'll take the elevator. I want to have as little walking as possible as long as I'm stuck as this...thing," Ray shivered at the thought of being a velociraptor. He wasn't incredibly comfortable with being anything other than his normal self, and saw himself having scales as being incredibly odd. He disliked the feeling that they gave, and felt as if he wanted to slither right out of his new skin. But the worst part in his mind was the lack of control that he held over himself: unable to control his actions to the fullest extent, he easily could break numerous objects in the apartment.

But with incredible effort, he clumsily made his way over to the front door of the apartment, and leaned against the door. Claw marks were left against the wood from his leaning, and Ray became incredibly frustrated with this. Nevertheless, the door was opened through the same method as he'd found worked: putting both hands around the knob and twisting.

[The BranRiech]

"Then I'd like you to keep it that way." Natiya scowled, before cheering up a bit. At least she had made some sort of amends with Torii, but still, the mood was a bit awkward between them.

"Wow, even mister Yoshi's a dinosaur!"

Rachelle looked over to him and grinned, gnawing on his leg.

--

Bran and Rylli watched, and were quite impressed by the spectacle they were currently watching. The mines and the crows were gone! They both waited for the group to move forward, finally getting to the raptors was a nice thing, they assumed. They'd be turned back, and then they could get out of those clothes they were stuck with right now.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Klaus chuckled. "You're not going to play, are you?" he asked his brother.

Ogoti intertwined his longer fingers, settled them on his chest and warbled a raptor tune. Klaus snorted. "So noted," he bumped Ogoti with his snout and hopped from the low wall.

"Hans! Come here." Klaus whispered into his cultist's ear and soon Hans trotted away from the group. He returned shortly after with a box.

"We can follow the lines to avoid the mines," Klaus explained to everyone, "but the crows are a bigger problem. Even with raptor reflexes, we can expect insistent pecking. Now, we have ravens in the old country. Massive things. Odin associated with them. Their names were Hugin and Munin, in Anglicized form; Thought and Mind. They were obnoxious. Want to visit Odin? Put up with Hugin and Munin. Want to settle a quarrel with Odin? Hugin and Munin, there to annoy. To defeat them was easy but time consuming."

He opened the box and took out long, metallic streamers which he began to tie to Hans uniform. "They were cursed to bring treasures to the Maiden. Anything shiny, they must carry away. They forget all about their purpose when they see shiny things. It enchants them. But even this isn't enough," Klaus attached a few reflective CDs to Hans and added some old Christmas tinsel to his head to form a wig.

"Now, if you want to keep crows and ravens from your garden, you must remind them of Odin. They know a loud noise heralds the god's arrival. Things are prone to get nasty. You need a series of loud noises to keep them startled and away from your footpath." He added small brass bells, great sleigh bells, teensy jingle bells and clattering strung shingles to Hans. The cultist was now interestingly glittery and made a lot of nonsense noise when he moved.

"This is a Teutonic scarecrow," Klaus gestured to his masterpiece. "Long ago, when man still harvested by hand, we would adorn warriors still lithe enough to prance and swing. They'd walk the fields attired as such and kept the crows at bay and children would follow them and clap together boards or other bang on drums."

Hans held his head up in pride. It was a very important role in their ancient culture. He smiled at Chrys. Klaus, meanwhile, emptied the box of its final contents - small drums, funny percussion paddles, and two party whistles - and passed the items to the others.

"This will work for the crows but we still have the problem with the land mines. One false move sets them off, ja? This is no problem."

He'd no sooner finished speaking than Hans was hoisted into the air and bodily hurled over the raptors' picket fence. He landing with a jingling, clattering thumb and then -

FOOM!

His body absorbed the detonation but the force lifted him into the air. His bloodcurdling screams mingled with the merry chimes attached to his body. Sunlight caught the streamers and CDs and he twinkled like some glorious, bloody fairy before falling down again. Bits of body and decorations flew from him to land in the minefield, hopefully setting off those nearby mines. He staggered another step on the line and -

FOOM!

Another mine. More screams. More glitter and jingles and clatter. More debris to set off more mines.

"Try to stay on the yellow line," Klaus called to his man.

"Jaaaa-" it was a feeble reply but it showed that Hans still possessed his wits.

FOOM!

Klaus opened the gate. "Well, let's go. He might frightened the crows but we should stay somewhat close to him in case they decide to attack the rest of us. Don't worry, he'll regenerate each time. Don't get too close, though."

He put the toy whistle to his reptile lips and blew it as Gabriel would his own horn. He stepped into the yard and kept to the yellow line.

The mechanical crows did nothing until the mines were all clear. As soon as the explosives were defused the hard way, the flock descended on Hans, drawing their entire focus. Furiously pecking with extreme prejudice they attacked with their metal beaks, making mechanical shrieks. Hans would no longer feel the ground as they carried him into the air towards a giant nest of wires that had been unseen due to the sheer numbers of robotic crows that totaled 144. Others began pecking at the shiny debris to take it to the nest, setting a few extra mines off.

[Urran]

"Then I'd like you to keep it that way." Natiya scowled, before cheering up a bit. At least she had made some sort of amends with Torii, but still, the mood was a bit awkward between them.

"Wow, even mister Yoshi's a dinosaur!"

Rachelle looked over to him and grinned, gnawing on his leg.

Yoshi chuckled at Rachelle and wrapped his tail around her. He kept Torii close, he was a bit upset that this happened to her on her birthday. What was Natiya going to do if she did use the TF gun again? It didn't matter, this was Torii's special day. "W-well you two, how about I fix you all something to eat...m-maybe some cupcakes? It is Tora's birthday after all, and what's a birthday without cake." One of mine. Yoshi thought to himself. But just because he hadn't celebrated a birthday since his parents past, well, the missionaries that ran the orphanage usually gave him five dollars and a cupcake, but that was it, didn't mean that he wouldn't celebrate those of others. That's partially why Yoshi made such a fuss when he got gifts, he was grateful for everything.

[Torsiedelle]

"I-I will."

Torii hoped she could keep that promise. Natiya was being nicer, and Tora didn't feel like doing anything...it was rather awkward, though. Maybe, she thought, a little smalltalk could loosen things up and get things moving some more.

"So...fairies...."

She smiled when Yoshi mentioned her birthday and nodded. "I'd love cupcakes. Thanks a whole bunch, Yoshi!"

....

"Um...move along...yes, um, alright..."
Katya didn't know...would she blow up? The German fellow seemed to clean up that mess. It was alright if she followed the group. She didn't have much of a choice. So, she walked quickly ahead of Dora, and behind the others, following the safe path to the Von Eldritch home.

[Cerillium]

The mechanical crows did nothing until the mines were all clear. As soon as the explosives were defused the hard way, the flock descended on Hans, drawing their entire focus. Furiously pecking with extreme prejudice they attacked with their metal beaks, making mechanical shrieks. Hans would no longer feel the ground as they carried him into the air towards a giant nest of wires that had been unseen due to the sheer numbers of robotic crows that totaled 144.

Hans watched the group grow smaller and smaller as he was carried away. He was having a very bad day but he put on a brave face when he mouth wasn't stretched into yelping screams. Their attacks were physical rather than spiritual so, although it was excruciatingly painful, he was able regenerate. He wished he hadn't removed his boots but he'd take the first shadow once he knew the group was safely inside.

"Come along," Klaus urged the raptors and Katya to step onto Neil and Gretta's porch. He knocked on the door, resister an urge to say "Fuller Brush Man" or "Avon Calling", and stepped away to let one of the others take the lead.

[Urran]

Yoshi let go of Torii, with a toothy smile, and walked into the kitchen and started rummaging through the pantry and cabinets to finds bowls, batter, sugar, eggs, ect. He sincerely hoped that Bran didn't mind. Yoshi was broke between bills and buying presents for people,he still had the money that he got from selling Gio's pearls, but he was saving that for something special and refused to touch it. He gathered the ingredients together and called to Rachelle to come in and help him. It would be a fun project for the little girl, er, raptor chick.

Raptor Tieria kept running his claws over Kei's head. Even as a raptor, he loved her.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

The mechanical crows did nothing until the mines were all clear. As soon as the explosives were defused the hard way, the flock descended on Hans, drawing their entire focus. Furiously pecking with extreme prejudice they attacked with their metal beaks, making mechanical shrieks. Hans would no longer feel the ground as they carried him into the air towards a giant nest of wires that had been unseen due to the sheer numbers of robotic crows that totaled 144.

Hans watched the group grow smaller and smaller as he was carried away. He was having a very bad day but he put on a brave face when he mouth wasn't stretched into yelping screams. Their attacks were physical rather than spiritual so, although it was excruciatingly painful, he was able regenerate. He wished he hadn't removed his boots but he'd take the first shadow once he knew the group was safely inside.

"Come along," Klaus urged the raptors and Katya to step onto Neil and Gretta's porch. He knocked on the door, resister an urge to say "Fuller Brush Man" or "Avon Calling", and stepped away to let one of the others take the lead.

The door swung open an inch before it got caught on a couch among other pieces of furniture. However, one could see from the inch that the door was open, that the main hall wasn't there. The conservatory resembled a deciduous forest with glimpses of white objects moving in the distance.

The robotic crows set Hans in the massive nest of wire that was roughly four meters in diameter. The multicolored weave of plastic and copper had bloodstains and the impaled remains of small animals that entered the yard earlier that day.

[Tiltjuice]

"Hey! Come back here!" Chrys yelled at the flock of crows. She was beginning to regret not actually having taken on Drova's offer to help train against flying opponents back at the swimming pool.

"Come on," Luce said, trying to get her inside.

"No, you go on!"

Dora had paused when Katya went ahead of her, and between herself and Luce, the two managed to drag their upset Sister closer to the door. There were a few tail whacks along the way, but they finally got her to calm down with the promise of something that remained to be seen.

[New Aksarben]

Albert, who had followed the other raptors onto the porch with little incident, peaked into the room briefly. "It looks like a damn forest in there. And it is the Raptor house after all. Who knows what might be in there..... Anyone want to volunteer to bash the door open and possibly sacrifice yourself to show the rest of us what might be in there?" Albert half joked. Becoming a raptor had really messed with his sense of humor. But then again, he did tend to be quite callous normally.

"Seriously, there does appear to be things blocking the door. Any ideas on how to remove them?" He swiveled his raptor-head to look back at the others over his jacket towards the rest of the group behind him.

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"....We'll take the elevator. I want to have as little walking as possible as long as I'm stuck as this...thing," Ray shivered at the thought of being a velociraptor. He wasn't incredibly comfortable with being anything other than his normal self, and saw himself having scales as being incredibly odd. He disliked the feeling that they gave, and felt as if he wanted to slither right out of his new skin. But the worst part in his mind was the lack of control that he held over himself: unable to control his actions to the fullest extent, he easily could break numerous objects in the apartment.

But with incredible effort, he clumsily made his way over to the front door of the apartment, and leaned against the door. Claw marks were left against the wood from his leaning, and Ray became incredibly frustrated with this. Nevertheless, the door was opened through the same method as he'd found worked: putting both hands around the knob and twisting.

"Well, seeing as the raptor house is only next door, you probably could lead." Jacob-raptor, mentioned from behind Ray. He tapped his claws together idly and made sure to check around that things hadn't gotten too damaged. Luckily there was only minimal damage to the carpet and walls. Nothing that a little TLC couldn't fix in an afternoon. Jacob dearly wanted to become human again because he guessed he really couldn't read any books without ripping them to shreds. Plus there were various other reasons for not wanting to stay a raptor for very long that he could think of.

Jacob had forgotten the fact Bran had given him one of the TF guns as a present a while ago, which remained in the armory, untouched for weeks. If Jacob had remembered, he might have tried to use that to fix them both to not bother having to go to the raptors. But there also was the chance it would have made things worse. Jacob did not know how Bran's TF gun worked, nor did he know where Bran was. And he forgot that he even had a TF gun. Otherwise he would have mentioned it to Ray. So Jacob simply remained quiet and decided to let Ray head out whenever he was ready while tapping his claws together.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Insidious listened intently the patches of scales on her skin slowly retreating but her skin still retained a tropical green color. She nodded intently at his explanation and put together that this was some scrapped world domination plan, it was a good plan and it intrigued her than they would spare any group from raptorfication. "I see" she replied as they entered the Chaos, briefly laughing at the clumsiness that the newly transformed raptors displayed as the drove and attempted to interact with the world.Chaos however had remained unchanged by the tranformative effects due to it pocket dimension status offering it protection. Most of the people were looking in awe at the outside world as it became more Jurassic before their eyes. It took them some time before they were able to distract the waiters enough to get them a table and even longer to get their order taken. Insidious order a Caesar Salad for a starter, a grilled halibut and a bottle of wine from a far off galaxy.

Arthur ordered foie gras with mustard seeds and green onions in duck jus for the introductory course. He offered to open the bottle, much to the displeasure of the waiter whose sole job was opening bottles of wine.

"Although, I shouldn't have said that. It's all government work. I'm just a consultant. They don't quite understand human psychology, so they made me to help." Arthur explained as he poured Insidious a glass.

"It may be as exciting as technical lab work, but it's rewarding in it's own way." he added.

After pouring himself a glass, he sniffed and took a sip.

[Urran]

Tieria, confident that Kei was asleep, got up and dressed himself. He was cautious not to make much noise on the floor with his claws as he walked around. He smiled softly at her before he headed out to discover just what that idiot raptor was up to and how he could use the technology himself. After all, he was still an Innovater and he had a job to do. He scurried down the hall, through the lobby and eventually ended up behind the others in the group.

[Erucia]

"Well, seeing as the raptor house is only next door, you probably could lead." Jacob-raptor, mentioned from behind Ray. He tapped his claws together idly and made sure to check around that things hadn't gotten too damaged. Luckily there was only minimal damage to the carpet and walls. Nothing that a little TLC couldn't fix in an afternoon. Jacob dearly wanted to become human again because he guessed he really couldn't read any books without ripping them to shreds. Plus there were various other reasons for not wanting to stay a raptor for very long that he could think of.

Jacob had forgotten the fact Bran had given him one of the TF guns as a present a while ago, which remained in the armory, untouched for weeks. If Jacob had remembered, he might have tried to use that to fix them both to not bother having to go to the raptors. But there also was the chance it would have made things worse. Jacob did not know how Bran's TF gun worked, nor did he know where Bran was. And he forgot that he even had a TF gun. Otherwise he would have mentioned it to Ray. So Jacob simply remained quiet and decided to let Ray head out whenever he was ready while tapping his claws together.

Sighing, Ray went through the door into the hallway of the building. His walking attempts gradually improved as he went, and soon he was walking more like a kindergartner than an infant. Of course, this was certainly not to say that he was good at walking like a velociraptor, but it was enough. He lead Jacob over to the elevator and stuffed inside: it felt awkward to be loaded into the confined space in such a form, and it was difficult to be packed in. But he managed to poke the button for the bottom floor with his claw and sent them down to the bottom floor.

Once they arrived at the bottom floor, Ray walked into the lobby and out the front door. He would have tried to hold the door open for them, but it was incredibly difficult. So, in the interests of not causing his body to fall onto the floor, Ray was rude and allowed Jacob to open the door himself. But once Ray got outside of the apartment complex, he suddenly realized that he still had no idea where to go. The raptor house was a place he'd never gone, so he had no clue as to which way he should go.

[The BranRiech]

"What about them, Tora?" Natiya asked and shrugged. Her only experience as a Fairy was a pretty shitty one, so she didn't really have much to say about it at the moment.

Rachelle heard Yoshi, and in an instant, was sprinting into the kitchen to help with whatever food Yoshi was cooking. Maybe she'd get to make something, or take apart an appliance! The possibilities were endless in her young mind, albeit it was a bit scarred from the events of the other day. Still though, she didn't tell anyone.

--

Bran and Rylli walked along with the group, somewhat concerned with the kidnapping of their scarecrow, but he'd be fine, they figured, if he survived all those explosions.

"Now for some answers, eh?"

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Sighing, Ray went through the door into the hallway of the building. His walking attempts gradually improved as he went, and soon he was walking more like a kindergartner than an infant. Of course, this was certainly not to say that he was good at walking like a velociraptor, but it was enough. He lead Jacob over to the elevator and stuffed inside: it felt awkward to be loaded into the confined space in such a form, and it was difficult to be packed in. But he managed to poke the button for the bottom floor with his claw and sent them down to the bottom floor.

Once they arrived at the bottom floor, Ray walked into the lobby and out the front door. He would have tried to hold the door open for them, but it was incredibly difficult. So, in the interests of not causing his body to fall onto the floor, Ray was rude and allowed Jacob to open the door himself. But once Ray got outside of the apartment complex, he suddenly realized that he still had no idea where to go. The raptor house was a place he'd never gone, so he had no clue as to which way he should go.

Right next door an explosion went off as a robotic crow set off one of the remaining landmines in the front yard of the old house. The house was barricaded and looked in slight disrepair. the front yard held many craters in the brown grass. A gross murder of robotic crows lined the yard and roof focused on the shiny debris ignoring the prior angry mob of raptors were gathered on the porch, blocked by the barricaded door.

[Torsiedelle]

"Well, I don't know. I guess fairies are cute...I like fairies.", Torii shrugged. She happened to have fonder memories of being a fairy.

"I like being a fairy, sometimes. I was once stranded on the island in raptor lake, with a just wing, and I scavenged stuff and sailed back home. It was awesome. But, uh....I guess you wouldn't care about that..."

....

"I could knock down the door." , Katya suggested quietly.

[New Aksarben]

Sighing, Ray went through the door into the hallway of the building. His walking attempts gradually improved as he went, and soon he was walking more like a kindergartner than an infant. Of course, this was certainly not to say that he was good at walking like a velociraptor, but it was enough. He lead Jacob over to the elevator and stuffed inside: it felt awkward to be loaded into the confined space in such a form, and it was difficult to be packed in. But he managed to poke the button for the bottom floor with his claw and sent them down to the bottom floor.

Once they arrived at the bottom floor, Ray walked into the lobby and out the front door. He would have tried to hold the door open for them, but it was incredibly difficult. So, in the interests of not causing his body to fall onto the floor, Ray was rude and allowed Jacob to open the door himself. But once Ray got outside of the apartment complex, he suddenly realized that he still had no idea where to go. The raptor house was a place he'd never gone, so he had no clue as to which way he should go.

Right next door an explosion went off as a robotic crow set off one of the remaining landmines in the front yard of the old house. The house was barricaded and looked in slight disrepair. the front yard held many craters in the brown grass. A gross murder of robotic crows lined the yard and roof focused on the shiny debris ignoring the prior angry mob of raptors were gathered on the porch, blocked by the barricaded door.

"GAH!" Jacob-raptor shouted as he ducked for cover from the explosion that was not anywhere near him. His claws instinctively flew up to cover his head as he jumped through the doors. He skidded for a short bit, and ended up with his tail sticking straight up in the air almost vertically. After a few moments of holding that pose, he moved a claw or two to look around. Seeing as things seemed very un-exploded, he scrambled back to his feet and dusted himself off with a cough.

".....The Raptor house is this way..." Jacob informed Ray as he pointed with a claw to the very 'Adams Family' style home next door. Which was apparently ringed by what appeared to be mechanical birds and land mines. "We definitely should be careful approaching it. I'm guessing that explosion came from them or something within their house." He began carefully walking down the sidewalk, guessing Ray would follow him to the strange residence of the raptors. "No idea what the crows are about though. I have never seen them around the raptor house before, honestly."


While Ray and Jacob were approaching the raptor house, Albert turned around to look over at Katya, "Knock down the door? How would you propose a normal human like yourself do that? Especially considering this door has probably been reinforced by the raptors some how. I could see myself or one of the ones here who are not quite human doing that, but not a normal person. Plus, I do not think they would appreciate you kicking their front door in, anyway. But you are free to try it." He stepped out of the way of the door and any possible attack that could come from Katya as he said the last part, dipping his head slightly to signal her to try. But he really doubted this would work. It was just too simple a solution.

Albert's tyrian purple eyes flicked around the other raptors collected on the front porch of the raptors. He could start telling who was who, mostly based on clothes or small details that made each Raptor look slightly unique. But it was still very difficult to do. AFter all, he was used to recognizing people by their looks or possibly their scent. But now since everyone was a raptor, they neither looked nor smelled even remotely the same as before.

Albert also spotted two others emerging from the apartment. He tilted his head, wondering who they might be. But he could not tell, really. But he had the sneaking suspicion that one was his brother after an explosion made him duck for cover. Albert gave the raptor equivalent of a shrug and turned his attention back to the group he was a part of. Neither of those new raptors were likely very important to pay attention to anyway.