im sorry i havent been here!!!! shawn is evidently vvv hard to write and im not super confident at all with him so idk if replies will come today or tomorrow or in eighty years or never ? sry
Ellie didn’t stop to think. When the raptors dropped inside the fence to attack Wu, she just turned and ran, as fast as she could, toward the far end of the lodge. There was a space fifteen feet wide between the fence and the lodge. She ran, not hearing the animals pursuing her, just hearing her own breath. She rounded the corner, saw a tree growing by the side of the building, and LEAPT, grabbing a branch, swinging up. She didn’t feel panic. She felt a kind of exhilaration as she kicked and saw her legs rise up in front of her face, and she hooked her legs over a branch farther up, TIGHTENED HER GUT, and pulled up quickly.
psa ;; please never expect me to respond quickly to anything ever. whether or not it’s a thread, it’s an ask, it’s a meme — whether or not I responded quickly the time before — whether or not I’m online — etc, etc, etc. I promise I’m not ignoring you, I promise I’m doing my best. I have tons of responsibilities not related to tumblr, && I also need to eat && sleep && sometimes I’m just not emotionally game. It’s not because I don’t like you, it’s not because I don’t want to do the thing, it’s because I’m human. show a little consideration, please && thank you!
dieter fixes him with a gaze that is equal parts exasperated
&& unimpressed, if mild. he’s rarely over the top with his own
expressions; besides, he’s not sure if this guy is kidding
around or just stupid. he raises his left hand && wriggles
the three fingers that remain.
“we worked together in the past.”
brows raise, and shawn tries to seem SYMPATHETIC to the other
man rather than impressed, but he did get his fingers bitten off
by a DINOSAUR, and that in itself was pretty cool.
“oh, man – that must suck.
why’re you here in the first place, then? seems to me like
you’d want to stay away from dinos after all that.”
“This is a little embarrassing, and maybe it’s
just the deprived adult-child part of me, but-
I’ve never actually been to Smoothie King
before. I– I like mangoes, though.”
There’s a sudden flash of her sheepish
puppy dog face after a second. Jan, no.
“Oh, no, no, no. That simply will not do. See,
I’m incapable of taking anybody who’s never
been to Smoothie King out on a date. It’s a very
serious disorder.”