05-11-2016, 06:03 AM
Shelly left the air horn function on for a good minute, making sure the piercing sound had made its way throughout the entire enclosure. It probably wasn't the most ideal way to get the attention of dragons, but she wasn't about to go traipsing around in an unfamiliar environment with creatures that may or may not have a bone to pick with humans. She finally let go of the button and brought down the mega phone to her mouth.
"I know you all heard that. I really, really don't want to have to do that again. So if you would all kindly make your way over to the enclosure entrance, we can get on with today's agenda. Thank you." She put down the mega phone and looked back at Irwin and Peterson.
"Well, now we wait", she said to the other handlers. Irwin had his finger in his ear wiggling it around, trying to relieve the tinnitus that was seemingly setting in.
"Damn, I forgot how loud that thing is." Peterson had pulled off his gas mask and was wiping the sweat from his face.
"Shelly-"
"Mrs. Gunner, Peterson"
"Uh sorry, Mrs. Gunner, are you sure we're not under prepared for these dragons? Do you think we should call for back up or something?" Shelly let out a sigh and shook her head.
"If we show an excessive amount of force, we could provoke them into getting defensive with us. As you're both aware, that didn't work out well at all the last time." The idea was sound in theory, but there was still some doubt in the back of her head. Should she have brought a few more men? Would the dragons lash out regardless? They were all going to find out soon enough.
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Lago continued to look off into the distance, in the direction of the entrance, still trying to determine how many handlers they were dealing with. He helped Demus to his feet. He could hear the agitation and fear in his mates voice. He hoped Demus wouldn't fly off the handle. He prayed there would be no reason for him to fly off the handle. Lago could feel the death grip Demus had on his hand. He tolerated it, because he knew his mate was quite worried.
"Calm down, it's all right. They're not here, they're over by the entrance", Lago said pointing in the direction of the entrance. Lago was trying to figure out just why the handlers were here. No one had done anything wrong as far as he could tell. A disturbing thought occurred to him. What if they were here to get Ivan again because he wasn't eating. That wouldn't be good. He knew Han and Reva wouldn't be gentle either. No that didn't make much sense. Ivan was still staying hydrated, and he was still walking around just fine.
He squeezed Demus' hand back, trying to be reassuring.
"I don't think they're here to start anything. If they were, they'd have brought more handlers. I can only smell two...no, three of them." Lago felt his mate's hand snake it's way under his arm. He looked at his mate and gave him a small, reassuring smile.
"Everything's going to be okay. Let's just go see what they want, and keep a level head. All right?"
They both suddenly heard a feminine voice coming from the same direction as that loud sound. It was a little muffled due to all of the trees and other foliage the sound had to travel through, but the voice seemed to be beckoning them to come to the entrance. Lago looked at Demus and shrugged his shoulders. One hand in his mate's hand, and his other resting on his belly, he slowly began to walk forward, gently coaxing Demus to follow.
"Shall we?"
"I know you all heard that. I really, really don't want to have to do that again. So if you would all kindly make your way over to the enclosure entrance, we can get on with today's agenda. Thank you." She put down the mega phone and looked back at Irwin and Peterson.
"Well, now we wait", she said to the other handlers. Irwin had his finger in his ear wiggling it around, trying to relieve the tinnitus that was seemingly setting in.
"Damn, I forgot how loud that thing is." Peterson had pulled off his gas mask and was wiping the sweat from his face.
"Shelly-"
"Mrs. Gunner, Peterson"
"Uh sorry, Mrs. Gunner, are you sure we're not under prepared for these dragons? Do you think we should call for back up or something?" Shelly let out a sigh and shook her head.
"If we show an excessive amount of force, we could provoke them into getting defensive with us. As you're both aware, that didn't work out well at all the last time." The idea was sound in theory, but there was still some doubt in the back of her head. Should she have brought a few more men? Would the dragons lash out regardless? They were all going to find out soon enough.
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Lago continued to look off into the distance, in the direction of the entrance, still trying to determine how many handlers they were dealing with. He helped Demus to his feet. He could hear the agitation and fear in his mates voice. He hoped Demus wouldn't fly off the handle. He prayed there would be no reason for him to fly off the handle. Lago could feel the death grip Demus had on his hand. He tolerated it, because he knew his mate was quite worried.
"Calm down, it's all right. They're not here, they're over by the entrance", Lago said pointing in the direction of the entrance. Lago was trying to figure out just why the handlers were here. No one had done anything wrong as far as he could tell. A disturbing thought occurred to him. What if they were here to get Ivan again because he wasn't eating. That wouldn't be good. He knew Han and Reva wouldn't be gentle either. No that didn't make much sense. Ivan was still staying hydrated, and he was still walking around just fine.
He squeezed Demus' hand back, trying to be reassuring.
"I don't think they're here to start anything. If they were, they'd have brought more handlers. I can only smell two...no, three of them." Lago felt his mate's hand snake it's way under his arm. He looked at his mate and gave him a small, reassuring smile.
"Everything's going to be okay. Let's just go see what they want, and keep a level head. All right?"
They both suddenly heard a feminine voice coming from the same direction as that loud sound. It was a little muffled due to all of the trees and other foliage the sound had to travel through, but the voice seemed to be beckoning them to come to the entrance. Lago looked at Demus and shrugged his shoulders. One hand in his mate's hand, and his other resting on his belly, he slowly began to walk forward, gently coaxing Demus to follow.
"Shall we?"