Lab Experiment

Indoraptor let out a long hiss of a moan, flat on his back, and head tilted up to face the night sky. The ministrations being done to his nether regions were sending signals to his head that could just barely be registered as anything other than pleasure. It was such a newness, like the taste of fresh blood on his lips from kills of the past, and the last meal that he actually shared between himself and this one.

With a chortle, his head snapped back to look down at the raptor as it continued to ‘eat’ at him with messily laps of tongue on flesh. The slit had finally opened enough, and out drooped the hardening member. He had never a chance to feel this side of himself, or even known it existed, as frustrations were rampant in his cell (Where much horror had been had and inflicted). “More!” He hissed, and that long limb of an arm stretched out to stroke lightly the top of the raptor’s head, messing with the red fluff of feathers.

His trembling body rolled onto his side, almost as if on instinct he knew to do this to one that was far larger than himself. With his belly and throat exposed, he could have easily been dealt a finish blow, but what he heard hissing from the other indicated something else. Hind legs tucked in, tail wiggling with unprecedented excitement, and he pleaded in his broken tongue; The language of their kind was almost lost, since the both of them were quite the unknown to other life. They were abominations in this world. “b--Bad! Please!”

//I mean…! Whatever happens, happens!

   I’m down to explore anything, really! Though, I do doubt I’ll get anything, honestly LOL!

@indoraptcr

        Snow should have read the warning signs. Investors of large fortunes are rarely involved in humanitarian projects without concerning themselves with profit, and the men accompanying them all onto the island wore ill-favored looks and carried far too many guns for comfort. 

She should have known that they would continue to assert their feeble illusion of control and exploit these apex predators for money. She should have known that they would never learn from their mistakes, that they wouldn’t stop at the Indominus Rex, that they would try to make another weapon. 

And, just like the Indominus Rex, this Indoraptor would break out and fight back. 

The pale woman stalks across the blood-stained floor. Lightning strikes overhead, casting eerie shadows all about the manor’s showroom. She is unarmed. Unwise, perhaps, given how aggressive she knows this creature to be, but she is there to build trust, not fight. 

She sees his eyes flash red in the dark. She can’t help but think how striking they are. Red as fire, as anger itself. And that rage is so hot that one can get burned just looking into them. She slowly drops to her knees. 

“I’m not here to hurt you,” she beckons softly. “I’m just here to talk. You can understand me, can’t you?” 

She feels her heart race, although it would still register within a human’s normal range. She prays this works. He is nothing like his predecessor. He never had a family and she knows he is willing to kill anything that moves. 

Tap-Tap-Tap! The sound of it’s dewclaw on it’s hind legs rapped against the tiles that were stained in blood, and both eyes were trained on the individual that was trying to get his attention. A feral sound in it’s throat was heard, something wrong, something that shouldn’t exist in the sounds of this planet. The Indoraptor was not meant to be, and yet here it was trying to find out about itself. Through crimson leaking out of any soul he dared to rip apart, or through the new sensation of hearing screams from the dying that were gripped in it’s teeth.

All of that was put aside as he watched her, and heard her speak! The oddness of it had his head turning from side to side, like a bird attempting to find out what was what. A chortle, a mess of a chortle, was in his throat as he clicked to confirm her question. Then the raspy, broken voice spoke back. To the outside, it would be the sounds that others would hear, but to her, he somehow knew it was understandable to her.

   “...You... To me?...” One of his front forearms gestured to itself, something he never did before, and it was quite eerily human... “Yes... yes!” His tail wagged, almost playfully, but it was not to be taken that way with a creature like himself. He was so far abused, and so far ready to sink more teeth into anything else. Yet, at the moment it was content to have this rare moment of freedom, of existing without chains, and without bars.

– — ☆ He’d heard the beast before actually seeing it. The little tap-tapping of talons upon earth as it moved about the area. It was loud enough to tell the wolf that this being wasn’t at all trying to hide it’s presence from him, which did little to quell the uneasiness that settles deep within Garret’s torso. A slow lick to his maw as he scans the area in front of form before letting it turn to the side. Looking through the trees until he spots them.

The glow of their eyes alerting him of it’s presence before the inky blackness of form becomes more apparent the closer this one gets. Garret grunts low; a noise emitted from deep in his throat as he watches them come closer. Close enough that he’d begun to ponder whether or not it’d be best to get up and trot off, but actions pause momentarily when the other stops more than a couple dozen feet from him.

Ears twist backwards before flattening atop his head as his head remains facing to the side. Side-eyeing this beastly figure as they take a seat right in front of him. An acknowledged little groan falls from the wolf’s maw when parting it just enough to lightly click teeth together when shutting it.

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