OoC: Just wondering where Lowery is? I’m going to be active again here.
OOC: Awesome! Glad to have you back! He got left behind at the takeoff point for the car chase, his minivan could presumably just have been trying to catch up this whole time and join up with Craig and CONpany now. Another alternative is that they're hopelessly lost in the middle of the city.
OoC: Sorry, my internet cut out this weekend and it didn’t get fixed until an hour ago. I’ll say join up with Craig now, although the latter would be hilarious.
IC: Lowery and his driver (was his name Daniel?) putter up to the gate in the minivan.
The streets are mostly deserted. The volunteers fan out, glancing in windows and checking faces.
IC: *Martin continues glancing in the shops and at the few people he sees on the streets and sidewalks.*
Suddenly shots ring out from an upper-story window. One of the volunteers drops. The others go for cover. The building that the shots issued from is just one over from the closest to Martin.
OOC: Started a new location topic for the city (should've done this a long time ago), let's move this over there.
The guy finally gives up, and makes a dash for the gate.
OOC: Love the raptor claw. XD
*waits until he's gone, then runs to see the folks who've just returned and warn them about the traitors*
Craig has already exited his vehicle, and addressed a guy who just issued from inside. His eyes momentarily rest on Dr. Grant, and one eyebrow raises in surprise to see him still here.
OOC: Awesome! Glad to have you back! He got left behind at the takeoff point for the car chase, his minivan could presumably just have been trying to catch up this whole time and join up with Craig and CONpany now. Another alternative is that they're hopelessly lost in the middle of the city.
OoC: Sorry, my internet cut out this weekend and it didn’t get fixed until an hour ago. I’ll say join up with Craig now, although the latter would be hilarious.
IC: Lowery and his driver (was his name Daniel?) putter up to the gate in the minivan.
A rather distracted burly man runs into the side of the vehicle before staggering off into the streets outside.
OOC: Gotchya, I wondered where you had disappeared to. I don't remember, it's back there somewhere.
Craig and company reach the gate into the compound.
IC: Emilio exits the Warehouse and looks around to get orientated with... Stuff.
OOC: That sentence was really bad. I've been getting a bit CONfused with locations, so hopefully I haven't made any mistake.
OOC: Yeah, I really need to make a map or something. I've had a hard time making sure my locations are clear.
IC: He sees Craig talking to Matthew right outside, Dr Alan Grant nearby, a minivan driving up, other vehicles heading for parking places, and a guy running off into the distance.
*waits until he's gone, then runs to see the folks who've just returned and warn them about the traitors*
Craig has already exited his vehicle, and addressed a guy who just issued from inside. His eyes momentarily rest on Dr. Grant, and one eyebrow raises in surprise to see him still here.
*breathing heavily* I was... kidnapped... by some of your men. ... They were talking about... stealing a... dinosaur.
IC: *Martin continues glancing in the shops and at the few people he sees on the streets and sidewalks.*
Suddenly shots ring out from an upper-story window. One of the volunteers drops. The others go for cover. The building that the shots issued from is just one over from the closest to Martin.
OOC: Started a new location topic for the city (should've done this a long time ago), let's move this over there.
IC: Emilio exits the Warehouse and looks around to get orientated with... Stuff.
OOC: That sentence was really bad. I've been getting a bit CONfused with locations, so hopefully I haven't made any mistake.
OOC: Yeah, I really need to make a map or something. I've had a hard time making sure my locations are clear.
IC: He sees Craig talking to Matthew right outside, Dr Alan Grant nearby, a minivan driving up, other vehicles heading for parking places, and a guy running off into the distance.
Emilio walked over to Craig. "Señor," he said, "apologies, I've become a bit disorientated with recent events. What are my next orders?"
OOC: Yeah, I really need to make a map or something. I've had a hard time making sure my locations are clear.
IC: He sees Craig talking to Matthew right outside, Dr Alan Grant nearby, a minivan driving up, other vehicles heading for parking places, and a guy running off into the distance.
Emilio walked over to Craig. "Señor," he said, "apologies, I've become a bit disorientated with recent events. What are my next orders?"
Craig glances from Dr. Alan Grant to Emilio. "Well, hey, it'd be swell if you could catch the guy that just ran off." He sighs. "I can't trust anybody nowadays."
Craig has already exited his vehicle, and addressed a guy who just issued from inside. His eyes momentarily rest on Dr. Grant, and one eyebrow raises in surprise to see him still here.
*breathing heavily* I was... kidnapped... by some of your men. ... They were talking about... stealing a... dinosaur.
"Well, it appears he was likely in connection with our other mishap. Are you okay?"
Emilio walked over to Craig. "Señor," he said, "apologies, I've become a bit disorientated with recent events. What are my next orders?"
Craig glances from Dr. Alan Grant to Emilio. "Well, hey, it'd be swell if you could catch the guy that just ran off." He sighs. "I can't trust anybody nowadays."
Emilio feels a hand on his shoulder. "Excuse me, but I think I can be trusted!" Lucas Colt grins. "I'm back!! What happened while I was gone?"
OoC: Sorry, my internet cut out this weekend and it didn’t get fixed until an hour ago. I’ll say join up with Craig now, although the latter would be hilarious.
IC: Lowery and his driver (was his name Daniel?) putter up to the gate in the minivan.
A rather distracted burly man runs into the side of the vehicle before staggering off into the streets outside.
OOC: Gotchya, I wondered where you had disappeared to. I don't remember, it's back there somewhere.
Lowery jumps out the back of the minivan. “Who was that?” he asks, jabbing a thumb at the burly man.
) putter up to the gate in the minivan. 
