Standing over the surgical bed is a woman in a medical gown, her head covered with a closely-fitted cap, a sharp, gleaming tool of some kind in her hand.  The woman is old, looking like someone who came over before the Last Commute, but her blue eyes are very fierce and alert.  On the surgical bed, face down, is a boy with dark, curly hair who seems to be unconscious.  There are a few scrapes along his bare back, and you can see a needle and line in the hand at his side, but he otherwise seems unharmed.  Jase jumps up and down by Roam's side in excitement, chittering.

"You...  Genesix?  There's nothing for you here.  These are all cloned dinosaurs, none of the ones on your list."  The doctor (if indeed she is one) seems more startled and annoyed by the interruption than afraid of Roam or Tarla.  There's a tremendous crash from outside the room, and you can feel the floor vibrate.  "And tell them to stop wrecking my lab!  How you got past Mega, I don't even know.  Mega!  Mega, I told you no tourists!" she says, raising her voice as if expecting to be picked up by some technical system.

"Hi Lady.  I'm Roam, that's Quill on the table and Mega is upstairs.  She failed in her task of keeping us out.  We are determined to retrieve the young man that's face down there.  You had no right to take him and this poor little bambiraptor has been completely beside himself without his buddy.
You ARE going to lay down that scalpel carefully without harming the young man and you ARE going to back away.  We are taking from here and if you know what's good for you, you will sit tight and forget all about us.  I would hate for my friends out there to level this lab and all your equipment on accident"

Roam's voice was even and a touch polite.  Despite his anger over these doctors just snagging people.  Roam reached over and wrapped his hand around the IV line going into his hand.  The barrel of the laser rifle steady as prepared to wake Quill.

"Don't!  You don't know what you're doing!  The boy was having a seizure earlier, and I don't want him harmed further!" she says, putting a hand out (dropping the surgical tool) to ward off Roam.  "You have to know how special he is.  He survived a time terror!  It's an impossibility of gigantic proportions, and possibly the most important scientific event since the Last Commute!  If we knew how he survived, what could that mean for all of us?  The effects of warped time would no longer be an obstacle, we could master the disruptions and storms, even find a way to repair time travel!  I just need to do some more tests.  Nothing that would permanently hurt the boy, I swear.  I need a closer look at his DNA, his spinal fluid and bone marrow.  Call off your lab-wreckers!"

"So you kidnap this young man from out there.  Lie to us multiple times as we make our way into this town looking for him.  His sister is out there and you lied to her to keep them apart and now you are shoveling your shit to me.  Lady I'm ready to burn a hole through you.  These "lab wreckers" are about as gentle as you deserve right now.
If you are serious about all this you get those raptors off my friend out there and you sit down and talk some truth with us.  That's the first step or I will blow up this entire installation.

This world is overpopulated with you science types right now and I have no problem reducing the number of you self important jack-asses!"

"I haven't even seen you before, you hooligan!  I haven't lied to you!  I have no idea what they told you upstairs; I've been down here for most of the day!"  She turns toward the door, and you can see a small set of eargear in her ear and wrapped around it, metallic blue and silver.  "Retreat and stand down!  Repeat, retreat and stand down, rally to stables and await instructions."

Outside, Roam can hear her voice echoing in the corridors.  A few moments later the ruckus outside stops, and he can hear running argo feet go past him.  Mira's voice, breathless, shouts out a moment later, "Roam?  Are you all right?"

"Now, I've done as you asked.  May I please continue my procedure?  It will take less than a minute and it won't hurt him, I promise.  This is so important to everyone in Grevakc!" the scientist asks.

Keeping his rifle trained on the woman he backs to the door and slides it open.  "In here Mira, I found your brother!"

Roam moves away from the door a few steps and gives a quick whistle to Tarla and nods outside of the room.  Then looks down at Jase, "Go get Mira and bring her here.  I'm going to make sure nothing bad happens to Quill"

Jase looks quizzically at Roam, then jumps up onto the table next to Quill and nuzzles him, making little squeaking sounds.

Mira doesn't immediately appear, but you hear some heavy footsteps that are likely from Gaytha, and some murmuring that sounds like Mira in the next corridor over.

Tarla looks at the hallway, then at the scientist, and decides to growl at the scientist, showing as much teeth as possible.

"Lovely specimen, excellent teeth, may I please complete my procedure so that all of us can be on our way?" the scientist says all in one breath.

Roam smacks the side of Tarla's tale as she growls at the Dr.  "Thank you.  I love you, please get out"  with rising emphasis on the last word.  He watches as second as she moves away with her lips pulled away from her many sharp teeth.
  With a breathe he lets his rifle fall in his sling and picks up Jase.  "Don't worry, we are gonna stay right here.  If she hurts Quill you can eat her."

"Good bambi, nice bambi, I'm not going to hurt... Quill.  I don't want to hurt him.  I just want to take two little samples, that's all, and at worst all he'll be is a little sore.  And not even that, because I have a little cypher that will fix him right up.  That all right, 'raptor-runner?" the doctor asks, both of Jase and of Roam.

Tarla seems reluctant to move, being as Roam is still pointing his gun at someone and that usually means rending time is near. 

Mira still doesn't appear, and you hear the distant scream of some irritated raptors.  They sound far away, like they're in the next cave over, perhaps.  Then you hear the equally distant thrum of old fuel-cell engines revving.

Roam stands straight and lowers his rifle to his side.  He's confident he can get it up in time should he need to.  He closes his eyes for a short moment and relishes in the conditioned air in the unit.  He opens his eyes again and meets Tarla's from a few feet away.  She is still the cute little death machine he rescued from the other hunters so long ago.
Roam smiles and tilts his head out the door.  "Please".
His eyes go back to the doctor as Tarla starts for the door.  The revving engines mean trouble.  The triceratops could likely stop a jeep.  He'd have to get over there quick though, never know if they were going to pay attention to the doctors orders or not.
"Doc, please don't waste time.  You have a few minutes till your friends come over and change the dynamic here once again."

Tarla gives a snort and stalks out of the room, claws clicking as she goes looking for Mira.

"I'm not wasting time, raptor-runner, I'm trying to make sure I don't end up with bullet holes, laser burns, or teeth marks in me.  Now, I have a cypher that can easily heal up the little marks from the procedure I want to do.  I'll quickly take my samples now, heal up the boy, and you'll be on your way and I'll be on mine.  Clearly those people upstairs don't know the first thing about science."  The doctor shakes her head, and brings out two needles.  With quick, practiced movements, she makes a small puncture in Quill's neck (near the base of his skull), and another in his hip.  She puts the needles in a protective case, and puts it in an inner pocket.  Then she holds out her hand, a golden glow suffusing Quill.  He stirs a little, sighing as if in sleep, and Jase squeaks with excitement.

In the corridor, the roar of the angry trike gets louder, and you hear some shouting over the revving engines further away.  And then Mira's voice, "Gaytha, no!"

Roam purses his lips as he watches her with the needles.  As she fills him then heals Quill, he begins to take stock of the situation.  "How long will he be out?  You gave him an anesthetic?  Lets see if we can prop him up, then you can go ask your friends what exactly it is they think they're doing pissing of a trike in this confined space.  Especially since that raptor is probably going to start eating people if things don't calm down pretty quick."
The doctor had what she wanted.  That meant she was either going to be really helpful or actually try to kill them.  Roam's grip tightened on his rifle, squeezing grip, until he was sure which.

"He'll be fine.  He'll be out for a few more minutes, a half-hour at most.  Now," she stands straight, and touches the communicator around her ear.  "I told you all to stand down!  Reset position Kilo and wait for my instructions.  Now, raptor-runner, I'm going to leave now, and you can do the same, and we'll not have to see each other again until hopefully my research bears fruit and we can all go back to the future."

Roam followed the doctor out the door and he stopped.  His eyes tracked the doctor as she walked away.  After a moment he looked toward where Mira should be.  "MIRA" he called out.
Roam narrowed his eyes and looked at Tarla, their eyes locked.  "I'll see if I can wake him up."  He turned and walked back into the room and looked for some smelling salts or anything to wake up Quill.

The doctor walks out the door at a brisk pace, quickly disappearing down the corridor.

Roam can check through the contents of the room, but doesn't see any obvious remedies that he recognizes for wakefulness.  Quill tosses his head a few times, and Jase chitters slightly, rubbing him with his feathers.  He might eventually gain consciousness, but apparently not with abundant swiftness!


As Roam shouts for Mira, there is a loud bang!, and soon enough Gaytha reappears, lumbering from the direction the doctor had gone.  She stands in front of you, horns slightly streaked with gore, rock dust, and what looks like scrapes of paint.  Mira's voice begins to gasp out from the transmitter attached to Gaytha's head.

"There's a hangar back here, and they're loading up a lot of cryo capsules onto some gliders.  Some of them aren't dino or sample capsules, some of them have people in them!  I'm trying-"  There's a small burst of static, and Gaytha flaps her head.  "-back as long as I can.  Might be a drone I can use.  Quill could be on there!"

"DAMMIT MIRA!"  Roam yells.  He hopes that the radio is two-way and she can hear him through it.  Or maybe she can just hear him yelling.
"I FOUND QUILL!"  He starts to get angry and the woman for running off on her own.

Roam quickly moves to Quill's side and takes his shirt off.  He walks up to Gaytha and ties the shirt to one of her horns.  "Go get Mira!  We found Quill, she needs to know!"
He wouldn't walk away from the incapacitated brother here, but that woman was becoming more trouble than she was worth.

There's a burst of static, and then a short, "...Quill?!"  Gaytha takes the shirt Roam finds, turns and gallumphs back down from when she came.  Jase makes a chittering sound a few moments later, and Quill slowly starts to sit up, blinking at Roam in confusion as Jase nuzzles him.

There's another crash and a few bangs in the direction Gaytha went, and then a very distinct explosion rocks the underground lab!

Roam moves to the young ans side.  "I'm Roam.  Your sister brought me here to find you.  It seems like after an encounter with a time terror you were 'recovered' by a group and brought here.  Gaytha just left a moment ago to find Mira.  That noise was either Gaytha breaking things, or the idiots that abducted you trying to damage a trike."

Roam helps the man sit up and get situated.  He pulls any items that look like they belonged to Quill and pass them to him.
"We need to go make sure your sister is okay.  Are you okay to move?"  Roam was obviously getting impatient for the younger man to be able to move.
"I'm not entirely sure how much longer it will be safe for us to stay here.  If you like I can throw you over the back of my raptor."

Quill still looks a little dazed, but nods with understanding when Roam explains what's going on.  "I remember..." his face clouds when he tries to think, then abruptly perks up when Roam mentions his sister and the fact that Quill can ride on Tarla.

"Ride a raptor!  Wow!"  He seems to be well enough on his feet, and hops down from the table, taking his belt from Roam, ignoring the fact he no longer has a shirt.  Jase sticks right by his side, and Quill sticks to Roam's side, looking eagerly around for a raptor.  When he spots Tarla, his eyes light up.  Roam can toss him on her back, and he clings on like Jase clings to his back, providing a mildly amusing stack of dinosaur, human, dinosaur.  Now all mobile, Roam can head towards the loud banging sound if he wishes.

Ahead, at the back of the cave complex containing the various lab modules, he can see a wide rock tunnel, lit at various intervals by installed bio-lights.  Scratches along the walls and installed tracks on the floor indicate that heavy equipment (and probably large dinosaurs) move along here often.  At the end of the tunnel is a heavy roll-down door, now dented and ripped asunder, providing a large enough egress for something as big as Gaytha.  Inside the hole you can see more lights, smell fresh air, and see a pair of argoraptors running to the right, followed by Gaytha.

Gaytha is followed a second later by an ankloysaurus bearing a light cannon on its back, bellowing in anger.  From beside you, you hear Quill say, "Uh oh.  What'd Mira do now?"

Roam shook his head at the antics of the dinosaurs.  He motioned for Quill to follow close and moved up to the hole in the door and peaked through.  Where was Mira?  His pulse quickened at the thought of trying to get between the Trike and Argoraptors.  Or the ankylosaur for that matter.
His eyes swept for a place to move to that would keep them out of the direct line of attack, should the rambunctious dinos get too close.
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Through the door, the very large and tall corridor stretches off to the left and right.  The left side has a few carts (bio-cell fueled) of various sizes, along with a few larger crawlers for more rugged terrain.  There are also several empty spots where similar large vehicles might have been parked.  People still swarm over one of the crawlers, one driver who is looking at his instrument panel, a few more in SATI uniforms who are strapping down a large, frosty cylinder some nine feet long and four wide to the back, and one battered older woman peering through what looks like a smart-glass visor and manipulating something in the air with silvery mesh gloves on her hands.

To the right, you can see a distant square of daylight, and the occasional shadows of the dinosaurs as they chase or fight each other (at this distance, with the backlighting, the exact details are difficult to determine).  The woman on the crawler shouts, and down the corridor you can hear the whumph of the cannon firing.  One dinosaur bellows, and there's another loud bang! from that direction.  The crawler begins to thrum; apparently the driver is about ready to leave!

Roam feels a sinking feeling in his gut.  Is that Mira in the cylinder?
"Tarla, I may need you in a second.  Quill you'll probably want to get off her."
Roam walked out toward the truck with the cylinder and started to move quicker at a jog.
"hey wait for me."
He approached trying to see what was in the cylinder.

Quill hops down obediently and Jase positions himself protectively in front of him.  Tarla growls softly, rustling her feathers as she readies herself for action.  As Roam steps clearly into the light and approaches the SATI-uniformed people, they jerk to attention.  He finds himself looking down the glittering barrel of a las-rifle, while another holds honed bone throwing knives.  The driver stops fiddling with his instrument panel and looks up wildly at Roam.  The older woman with the smart-glass visors says something sharp, and you see the Doctor pop up from a back seat.

"Oh for the love of-.  Go, go, let's get out of here before he brings the whole place down.  We already have what we need!" she says.

The crawler abruptly engages, the engine a deep-throated roar as it begins to move down the tunnel!

Roam stairs down the barrel of that las-rifle and eyes the man holding it.  His face tightens as he readies to beat the man with it.  He sees the old woman out of the corner of his eye and grinds his jaw.
He stands and watches the crawler start down the hallway.  Roam was pissed at being threatened and the situation, but didn't want to risk not being able to get Quill and Jase out.
Roam turns back to the doorway and yells for them "Come on.  Lets get out of here."  He walks over to another crawler and opens the door for them to get in.  "We gotta find Gaytha and Mira.  Hopefully that's them out there causing trouble."

As Roam backs off the, crawler accelerates down the tunnel with a throaty roar.  Roam calls for Quill and Jase, and they scamper towards him willingly as he finds another crawler.  Getting into the driver's seat, he finds it's a fine piece of well-preserved SATI technology, including having a palm-scanner to start the vehicle.

Down the corridor, there's suddenly a loud boom from a laser cannon, accompanied by a flash of light.  You can hear Gaytha roaring, and suddenly Mira's voice, amplified by something.

"Give my brother back!  I know you have him, and I'll bring the ceiling down if you don't give him to me!"

Quill looks up at Roam with wide eyes.  "Uh-oh.  They made her mad..."