*A/N: I don't own the concept of Dinotopia, I just play in it. All original
characters are mine, so please as before using them. Way OOC for Dinotopia.
Rated PG-13 for a possible occurrence of swearing, and some drug
references. I don't condone what's being done here. Any similarities
between characters and real life are coincidental. BD, SP*
"Silence," chapter 4
Chandara
"Hey Cassie, where's Slayer?" Andraste called out from a catwalk high above the floor of the warehouse. He was busy hanging a tie-dyed sheet as a decoration.
"Don't know. Out with Morgan, I would think." Cassie called back. She craned her head skyward. "Looks nice, Bran. Are Kelli and Jet gonna put something up?"
"Well if Slayer is out with Morgan, she might come back slightly bruised. You know how they get when they think Morgan is a Neo-Nazi." Andraste sighed. "And yes, they said they'd bring something. This place is so bland."
"I thought you liked bland." Cassie giggled.
"Not the places I inhabit. Thus the tie-dye." Andraste tied the last string holding the sheet up. He stood up. "I really hope Morgan and Slayer are alright. You remember Morgan's first encounter with these people."
"Yes," Cassie hung her head. "He came here so bloodied from someone beating him up for looking like one. I think that's where his dissent for American Dinotopians came from, because the ones who attacked him were still prejudiced against Nazi and Neo-Nazis."
"But we know he isn't." A female voice with a slight southern twang chirped from the door in the corner.
"Slayer, you're back." Andraste called from the catwalks. He was beginning to make his way down.
"Yeah. Morgan and I went to his place to hang out for a little. No one decided to assault him today. He'll be over in a few." Slayer made her way to the couch that was set up below the catwalks.
"You bleach your hair again? It's whiter than normal." Andraste asked, coming down the stairs.
"No. Must be the lighting."
"Ah." Adraste looked surprised suddenly. "Crap! Those people from Sauropolis are coming today!" He hurried down the stairs and ran out of the building.
"What?" Slayer asked Cassie.
Cassie shrugged, "Don't know. I guess we're having guests."
Slayer looked around, "I supposed we should organize a little?"
Cassie followed her gaze, "No, looks fine to me. Hey, Slayer, how'd you get your nickname?"
"Oh yeah, I never explained it to you, did I? Well, in the Outside World, I was completely obsessed with Buffy the Vampire Slayer. So kids in my high school started calling me Slayer, and it stuck. Everyone now calls me Slayer; even Morgan rarely uses my real name."
"Oh. I remember watching a couple of episodes. It was good."
"Love it." Slayer looked around. "Do we have any more cushions here?"
"Don't think so. Wanna go get some from my house?" Cassie suggested.
"Sure." The two walked out and went to Cassie's house. The family she lived with had many cushions in their rooms and enjoyed comfort.
Just a few minutes after Cassie and Slayer left, Andraste came back with Anthony, Marrietta, Yvonne, and Chad.
"What the hell. Where'd those two go?" Andraste grumbled when he led the Sauropolis group in.
"Who?" Anthony asked.
"Cassie and Slayer. I guess they went off somewhere. Just an inconvenience."
"Pretty nice place you've got. Better than those dusty catacombs." Marrietta said.
"The catacombs are nice." Yvonne said with a smile, matched by Chad's.
"To you, maybe." Marrietta shrugged.
"Well, Anthony, shall we go discuss your plans?" Andraste said, gesturing towards a soft chair.
"Sure," Anthony shrugged and sat down. "What would you say to the chance of controlling Dinotopia the way we want it? The chance to live with all the wonders of the Outside World, would you take it? I've been thinking. Utilizing the fear of Dinotopians, we could take control and overthrow those musty old Elders. We could make Dinotopia great. Best of all, we dolphinbacks could see our families again."
"How the hell are you going to pull that of, Anthony?" Andraste said, looking slightly confused.
"Fire and carnivores. Fire will destroy their homes and lives. We save the crops, but make it so they have to beg us to save them. And the carnivores, well, we can attack with them and dramatically come from the shadows and cast them back. Kind of like in those drama scrolls where the hero comes from nowhere, and everyone bows to him." Anthony leaned forward with a grin.
"That's a long shot, Anthony. It'll take lots of planning." Andraste rolled his eyes and sighed. "Give me a few days to think on it." He paused, "How the hell would you get the carnivores to cooperate, anyway?"
"I have someone who'd help me. She lives just on the borders of the Basin and has befriended many of the clans who dwell there. She gets free passage when she wants and protection. They call her Tzaaki, or Butterfly."
"Tzaaki? What dialect is that?" Marrietta wondered.
"Universal. Apparently, there's a dialect that not even the translators know that is used for inter-clan negotiating. I think Butterfly is the only human to have learned it. Well, most of it. A majority of the language is still barely pronounceable to humans." Anthony said with a smile.
"Maybe they made it for her, so she could talk to them." Andraste shrugged. "But it seems you've thought some of this through already."
"Some of it. I wanted to see if you will join me before I start mulling over it."
"Hey, Slayer, the door's open. Wonder if Bran made it back." Cassie said from the door. She and Slayer came in carrying armloads of cushions.
Slayer looked over to where Andraste and Anthony were sitting. "Yep, they made it back. And he brought friends."
Cassie dumped her armload onto the floor. "So I guess these are those people from Sauropolis that you ran out today for?"
"Yeah." Andraste said. "Where's Jet, Kelli, and Morgan, and why did you bring those cushions?"
"Don't know. My guess is that Jet and Kelli are training. As for Morgan, he's MIA. We grabbed the cushions so our guests would be more comfortable." Slayer said, dropping her armload onto Cassie's pile. "Her family has enough that they didn't mind us taking a few."
"Uh huh." Andraste looked at the two girls. "Well, I guess we should all do some introductions. Kelli, Jet, and Morgan will just have to introduce themselves later."
"Andraste Bran, here to make the world a little weirder by the minute," Andraste put his hand to his chest and bowed his head. "Little blonde one is Slayer, the other is Cassie."
Anthony nodded, "Anthony here. Marrietta is the cute one to my right, Yvonne is the dark one, and Chad is the other." The others nodded as they were introduced.
"Silence," chapter 4
Chandara
"Hey Cassie, where's Slayer?" Andraste called out from a catwalk high above the floor of the warehouse. He was busy hanging a tie-dyed sheet as a decoration.
"Don't know. Out with Morgan, I would think." Cassie called back. She craned her head skyward. "Looks nice, Bran. Are Kelli and Jet gonna put something up?"
"Well if Slayer is out with Morgan, she might come back slightly bruised. You know how they get when they think Morgan is a Neo-Nazi." Andraste sighed. "And yes, they said they'd bring something. This place is so bland."
"I thought you liked bland." Cassie giggled.
"Not the places I inhabit. Thus the tie-dye." Andraste tied the last string holding the sheet up. He stood up. "I really hope Morgan and Slayer are alright. You remember Morgan's first encounter with these people."
"Yes," Cassie hung her head. "He came here so bloodied from someone beating him up for looking like one. I think that's where his dissent for American Dinotopians came from, because the ones who attacked him were still prejudiced against Nazi and Neo-Nazis."
"But we know he isn't." A female voice with a slight southern twang chirped from the door in the corner.
"Slayer, you're back." Andraste called from the catwalks. He was beginning to make his way down.
"Yeah. Morgan and I went to his place to hang out for a little. No one decided to assault him today. He'll be over in a few." Slayer made her way to the couch that was set up below the catwalks.
"You bleach your hair again? It's whiter than normal." Andraste asked, coming down the stairs.
"No. Must be the lighting."
"Ah." Adraste looked surprised suddenly. "Crap! Those people from Sauropolis are coming today!" He hurried down the stairs and ran out of the building.
"What?" Slayer asked Cassie.
Cassie shrugged, "Don't know. I guess we're having guests."
Slayer looked around, "I supposed we should organize a little?"
Cassie followed her gaze, "No, looks fine to me. Hey, Slayer, how'd you get your nickname?"
"Oh yeah, I never explained it to you, did I? Well, in the Outside World, I was completely obsessed with Buffy the Vampire Slayer. So kids in my high school started calling me Slayer, and it stuck. Everyone now calls me Slayer; even Morgan rarely uses my real name."
"Oh. I remember watching a couple of episodes. It was good."
"Love it." Slayer looked around. "Do we have any more cushions here?"
"Don't think so. Wanna go get some from my house?" Cassie suggested.
"Sure." The two walked out and went to Cassie's house. The family she lived with had many cushions in their rooms and enjoyed comfort.
Just a few minutes after Cassie and Slayer left, Andraste came back with Anthony, Marrietta, Yvonne, and Chad.
"What the hell. Where'd those two go?" Andraste grumbled when he led the Sauropolis group in.
"Who?" Anthony asked.
"Cassie and Slayer. I guess they went off somewhere. Just an inconvenience."
"Pretty nice place you've got. Better than those dusty catacombs." Marrietta said.
"The catacombs are nice." Yvonne said with a smile, matched by Chad's.
"To you, maybe." Marrietta shrugged.
"Well, Anthony, shall we go discuss your plans?" Andraste said, gesturing towards a soft chair.
"Sure," Anthony shrugged and sat down. "What would you say to the chance of controlling Dinotopia the way we want it? The chance to live with all the wonders of the Outside World, would you take it? I've been thinking. Utilizing the fear of Dinotopians, we could take control and overthrow those musty old Elders. We could make Dinotopia great. Best of all, we dolphinbacks could see our families again."
"How the hell are you going to pull that of, Anthony?" Andraste said, looking slightly confused.
"Fire and carnivores. Fire will destroy their homes and lives. We save the crops, but make it so they have to beg us to save them. And the carnivores, well, we can attack with them and dramatically come from the shadows and cast them back. Kind of like in those drama scrolls where the hero comes from nowhere, and everyone bows to him." Anthony leaned forward with a grin.
"That's a long shot, Anthony. It'll take lots of planning." Andraste rolled his eyes and sighed. "Give me a few days to think on it." He paused, "How the hell would you get the carnivores to cooperate, anyway?"
"I have someone who'd help me. She lives just on the borders of the Basin and has befriended many of the clans who dwell there. She gets free passage when she wants and protection. They call her Tzaaki, or Butterfly."
"Tzaaki? What dialect is that?" Marrietta wondered.
"Universal. Apparently, there's a dialect that not even the translators know that is used for inter-clan negotiating. I think Butterfly is the only human to have learned it. Well, most of it. A majority of the language is still barely pronounceable to humans." Anthony said with a smile.
"Maybe they made it for her, so she could talk to them." Andraste shrugged. "But it seems you've thought some of this through already."
"Some of it. I wanted to see if you will join me before I start mulling over it."
"Hey, Slayer, the door's open. Wonder if Bran made it back." Cassie said from the door. She and Slayer came in carrying armloads of cushions.
Slayer looked over to where Andraste and Anthony were sitting. "Yep, they made it back. And he brought friends."
Cassie dumped her armload onto the floor. "So I guess these are those people from Sauropolis that you ran out today for?"
"Yeah." Andraste said. "Where's Jet, Kelli, and Morgan, and why did you bring those cushions?"
"Don't know. My guess is that Jet and Kelli are training. As for Morgan, he's MIA. We grabbed the cushions so our guests would be more comfortable." Slayer said, dropping her armload onto Cassie's pile. "Her family has enough that they didn't mind us taking a few."
"Uh huh." Andraste looked at the two girls. "Well, I guess we should all do some introductions. Kelli, Jet, and Morgan will just have to introduce themselves later."
"Andraste Bran, here to make the world a little weirder by the minute," Andraste put his hand to his chest and bowed his head. "Little blonde one is Slayer, the other is Cassie."
Anthony nodded, "Anthony here. Marrietta is the cute one to my right, Yvonne is the dark one, and Chad is the other." The others nodded as they were introduced.