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nexus_crossings2020-11-01 09:45 am
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Jorden
~Outside~
“Do you know what this is? It’s a wolf. I worked with a woman who loved wolves. She would follow people from a distance before taking them out. I liked her, but she was scary.”
Mantis is in front of the apartment building again. He’s dressed and bundled up in white from the scarves covering his head and mouth to the jacket, scarf, pants, shirt, and shoes covering the rest of his form. Yaga is playing with some votive candles as they sail out of a box and settle into a loose ring around an assortment of objects. In the middle of the ring are several small figurines of animals and related objects: a nest with an egg in it, a white snake, an octopus, a raven, a wolf, and a praying mantis. He adjusts some of the candles by hand, but only with one hand. In the occupied arm is a small and fuzzy looking animal with grey fur and wide purple eyes.
“Watch this. This is the important part.” The little animal chirps with surprise as Mantis waves his free hand over the candles, setting all of them alight at once. He laughs at the noise and sits down, holding the small animal against his chest. “Don’t worry. You’re safe here.”
This seemed to soothe the little animal who trills and nuzzles its face against his chest.
“I’m pretty sure you’re a boy. What kind of name can I give a little boy like you?”
“Do you know what this is? It’s a wolf. I worked with a woman who loved wolves. She would follow people from a distance before taking them out. I liked her, but she was scary.”
Mantis is in front of the apartment building again. He’s dressed and bundled up in white from the scarves covering his head and mouth to the jacket, scarf, pants, shirt, and shoes covering the rest of his form. Yaga is playing with some votive candles as they sail out of a box and settle into a loose ring around an assortment of objects. In the middle of the ring are several small figurines of animals and related objects: a nest with an egg in it, a white snake, an octopus, a raven, a wolf, and a praying mantis. He adjusts some of the candles by hand, but only with one hand. In the occupied arm is a small and fuzzy looking animal with grey fur and wide purple eyes.
“Watch this. This is the important part.” The little animal chirps with surprise as Mantis waves his free hand over the candles, setting all of them alight at once. He laughs at the noise and sits down, holding the small animal against his chest. “Don’t worry. You’re safe here.”
This seemed to soothe the little animal who trills and nuzzles its face against his chest.
“I’m pretty sure you’re a boy. What kind of name can I give a little boy like you?”
Up in his apartment, Mantis is in the kitchen. The new friend is clinging to his chest and held up in a sling tied around Mantis’s body. Yaga meows quietly and sits on the counter as Mantis cracks open a window to set out several baking trays with cake in them. He looks out onto the world outside and sighs. Yaga walks onto his lap and sniffs at the little friend, getting a scared chirp. Mantis hugs his little friend closer and sighs again.
“I’m never going to enjoy this day, am I?”
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"I was kidnapped as a child by a military force called CIPHER. They kept me prisoner along with other children... It's nothing compared to how you came to be, but I can begin to understand that pain. I was the third child before I managed to run away. Little Tretij Rebenok."
Mantis takes a couple of steps closer, but only that, because he could feel espurr wiggling more.
"Indominus Rex... Oh goodness, she must be even bigger compared to you if she's modeled after the Tyranosaurus." And he's deeply happy he hasn't run into her as much as he goes to the Wilds for scant amounts of food and herbs. "I am Psycho Mantis. Most people call me Mantis. You're Indominus and velociraptor. ...Indoraptor?"
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Indo feels sad about the Allosaurus he saw and the other dinosaurs who were sold off to people. Dinosaurs aren't pets, he thinks, and it was wrong of humans to bring them back only to be treated as such. But at least the people who made Jurassic Park and Jurassic World didn't intend for the animals they made to be abused, for the most part.
The I. rex was an exception, made as a weapons prototype, and she was a mismatched, troubled creature who had no business being on display in a theme park.
If you meet my mother, it's a good idea to have me come with you. She was treated badly by humans, too, and she's angrier than I am. The way they made us didn't help - all those animals with different instincts thrown together.
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He still thinks about Shabani and even Hal Emmerich at times. Two boys who escaped in such different ways, and yet their departures left so much pain in their wake regardless. Mantis feels sympathy for this massive creature. It's bad enough when an animal suffers needlessly, but the Indoraptor is clearly capable of communicating it's experiences.
"I've been that angry person. Her boundaries will be respected if I ever encounter her. Sometimes there needs to be a measure of seperation for someone to find a sense of peace."