"I mean you do realise these are actual animals, right?" Lowery's words had hysterical laughter bubbling to her mouth
Animals? Yeah right. He only said that because he couldn't understand them. Animals, ha. No, they weren't animals. Claire had heard animals, she had heard what the goat was saying as the Rex ate it but what the Rex said...
No, not animals. More like children. Predatory, angry, smart children with very sharp claws and teeth. Children looking for a thrill and earning it in violence and blood. Children that sometimes got very afraid of all the stares they felt upon them.
Her eyes flitted to the row of figurines on his desk, lingering on the little triceratops.
She had been there when they'd first been prepped for the petting zoo. Heard the juveniles cry as they were separated from their mothers for the first time in their lives. Heard the T-Rex bellowing out to anyone who would hear her side of the tale in the old park. Heard the amusement, heard the longing to run like that again, heard her miss the chase. Heard her utter exhaustion.
"Clean up your workspace." She heard herself say and Lowery began his usual romanticism, saying something silly about a living system and chaos. If he wanted chaos he could have her job. Dealing with twenty thousand people, Masrani, the investors and looking over the assets, that was chaos.
But she had work to do and she needed to get herself under control. Needed to blank out the voices of the creatures because now was the hard part. Now she had to accompany Masrani to meet her.
The Indominus Rex.