I might mess around with this one again later in the future, maybe work on the dialogue a little bit.
Movie: Jurassic Park/Jurassic World
Category: Post-Jurassic World
Characters/Pairings: Owen Grady, Alan Grant
Rating/Warnings: K+, minor spoilers.
Disclaimer: Neither Owen Grady, Alan Grant, or the raptors belong to me.
Celebrity
The lecture was moderately well attended, all things considered. Dinosaurs had become a hit again with the opening and closing of Jurassic World. For Dr. Alan Grant it was like the first time all over again. No one wanted to learn about the actual creatures, what scientists had discovered in the ground. All anyone wanted to know about were the animals created in a lab. After the fifth question about the park—which he had refused to go to, mind you—he was ready to call it quits, but he'd agree to answer at least thirty minutes worth of questions and so he called on the dressed down man who reminded him of the old Indiana Jones movies.
"What are the differences in the raptors you've dug up and the raptors created by the park?" The man spoke in a southern drawl and Grant perked up at the first real question.
He ignored the collective groan as he started, "Well there are many…" and then proceeded to spend the rest of the allotted time explaining the various differences in great detail. He knew he'd lost at least 90% of the audience, but the man who asked the question paid close attention, even nodding at some parts and frowning at others.
After the lecture ,Grant wasn't surprised to find the man waiting for him, book in hand. Technically he wasn't supposed to wait around for a book signing, but there was something familiar about the man.
"I enjoyed the lecture, Dr. Grant. Name's Owen Grady."
Grant knew the name immediately. The man who could talk to raptors. Though he hated that park and all it iintelled, Grant couldn't deny that he had read everything about it, especially about the man who had somehow trained the raptors even to the point of leading them into battle. A real big difference from the raptors he had last encountered on the second island.
"How did you do it?"
"Mutual respect." Grady replied without hesitation. "My raptors were very different from the ones you encountered, you know."
"They were?" Grant replied, unable to hide his eagerness. "How?
"Well they had no feathers for starters," Grady answered, following Grant into an office. "And had more vibrant colors then the ones you described."
"Not those dang tree frogs!" Grant groaned and Grady chuckled.
"Those dang tree frogs."