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{12 Collar} Who turned off the lights? [In Person]

[Tom uses a flashlight to try to find the source of the problem. Without knowing the technology used to run the lights, he was feeling a bit out of his league.]

Crap. Hey, is anybody here?!

[The eerie silence of the hotel save for the background sounds of the wind blowing and the occasional scrapping of branches against the window has Tom on edge.]

Dinosaurs...shouldn't be here. This is bad...real bad.

[The sounds of clicking on the tile and scraping along with screeches causes Tom to freeze.]

Oh shit....

[Now it was time to run.]

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[Piccolo just scoffs]

Get behind me, kid. This won't take long.

[Piccolo moves his head to either side, cracking his neck. He was more then a bit surprised at the kids reaction to him, especially after their previous encounter all those months ago. Well, perhaps he didn't remember much...

Regardless, Piccolo knew exactly what was following Tom, and exactly where it was...]

[The clicking of the toe claw on the tile is heard as she makes her approach. Hunting and the drive to kill for her food took precedence over safety. Sure it's a strange world here but food is easy to catch. She saw her intended prey run behind a bigger prey and the sound of a cocking shot gun caught her attention.

The raptor stared down this new one and lowered her head, readying herself for a powerful pounce. Two for the price of one isn't a bad catch....]

[Piccolo held his ground. He was painfully aware of his current predicament with the lowering of his powers, but he's been dealing with these creatures since he was a child. He hunkers down and braces himself for the raptors strike. Nothing he couldn't handle.]

[The raptor slinks forward with her head down. One step, then another, inching closer. She gives a pounce toward the green brute with a roar and her mouth open to take a bite out of the strange looking human. Pure instinct drove this creature without reason.]

[Tom sees this and crouches down, readying the shotgun strapped to his shoulder.]

WATCH OUT!!

[Piccolo just scoffs and holds his forearm up allowing the raptor to sink it's teeth into it. Ultimately he ends up holding the creature while it's talons dig into his chest and shoulders. Piccolo hardly seems bothered about it though. Granted his arms are full, so instead he opens his mouth, in moments there's a flicker of light from his throat. In a flash the ki-blast erupts from his mouth hitting the dinosaur in the face (and his arm too).

He frowns a bit. That was hardly a FRACTION of his power. He should have been able to kill that thing with a LOOK. Still it should be enough to get the thing away...]

[The raptor leaps forward and chomps down hard on Piccolo's arm without paying much attention to the ki-blast. Since being a prehistoric creature that didn't know about alien creatures, ki-blasts and bullets, it jumped back and shook its head with a squeal. It's tiny arms rubbing its nose and face.

Even though it wasn't a one shot kill, that didn't mean that it wasn't going to simply dismiss it. The raptor screeched and screamed, turned and ran down the hall. It was diverted for now.]

[Piccolo watched the creature depart, very unamused. He looks over his arm for injuries, he was hardly grazed by the attack. Though the same could be said about the top half of his gi. Ah well, nothing a little materializing could fix later.

He looks over his shoulder at Tom.]

You alright kid?

Yeah, I'm fine.

[He gulps and straightens up but still is on high alert.]

Dino's gonna come back and I'm not ready to be popped as the vitamin.

[A sheepish chuckle comes from the mostly stoic cop that still appears nervous.]

Flintstones sorta switched around here. Where's the harbor?

[Piccolo sighs]

Come with me kid, I'll get you there. It's not like I've got anything better to do.

[He turns around to lead the boy out of the room with the power storage. Debating whether or not he should over to fly the kid over to the harbor... but the idea of swinging the kid over his shoulder again has him on edge]

[Instantly defensive, mostly from nerves and shock, Tom's voice raised.]

Hey, I didn't ask to become Dino's breakfast! You think I like being chased around this place because I'm bored?

[Piccolo stops and turns back to Tom, he is clearly not amused]

You can get there yourself if you want, it doesn't make any difference to me.

[Piccolo turns forward and continues on walking, grumbling irritably all the while]

ungrateful little brat

[Tom calms down quickly and realizes that without Piccolo's help he's doomed.]

I'm sorry. I just want out of here. I'll follow you and I won't himhaw a word in complaint.

[Not to mention his own pride took a hit too.]

[Piccolo leads them outside and looks up. The safest and quickest way would probably be by air.]

Kid, come here.

[Tom approaches without hesitation. He definitely feels small compared to Piccolo's stature.]

What's up?

We're about to be.

[Now how to do this as least awkwardly as possible? Piccolo REALLY wasn't one for personal space breeches, unless it involved hitting things. Well better to just grab him and get this over with.

Piccolo grabs Tom and tucks him under his arm before taking off to the skies!... this was obnoxiously reminiscent of that one time with that pirate...]

[Before Tom could react, he's now being carried off like a sack of potatoes and is up in the air with Piccolo. Of course this lead to two reactions. One is of sheer terror considering that he hates roller coasters and clowns. The other is a sour stomach.]

AHHHH!! THIS IS NUTS!!!

[Piccolo pauses midflight, stupid brat and his shouting. Did he WANT to attract those obnoxious flying cretins?!]

What now?!

[Tom shuts up fast but his eyes are wide as he shakes his head.]

good.

[And Piccolo once more takes off towards the docks. He'll be glad once his favor is paid in full.]

[It was that simple word that made Tom realize that Piccolo was doing him a favor and he kept quiet through the rest of the trip.]

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