10-26-2018, 12:41 AM
Years of observation taught him to not be phased by the bizarre and the oddities of the world. Including extinct creatures roaming the present landscape as if fate and meteorites hadn't smashed them like beetles on the sidewalk. It seemed wrong, unnatural to look one of the living fossils plaguing the modern critters. The memory of a film educating on every reason why dinosaurs should not be revived flashed in his thoughts at the sight of Exodus from afar. Catastrophic results ensued when people tried to play God and reverse time, but at least it was enthralling to watch their gory demises onscreen, as well as the advanced animatronic props on display. Halting in his tracks and blankly staring towards the horizon before tossing his head back to throatily mimic a garble of the raptor's chirps, he shook himself out to warily glance around to see if anyone nearby had seen the embarrassing compulsion.
Once he confirmed there had been no witness, Beck resumed his uneven pacing along the sands, a sulk distorting his youthful features as he occasionally twitched his flanks or whistled through his teeth or blinked in flurries. The abrupt movements and noises were commonplace for him after the first few weeks of panicking over each and every new one, even if he caught passerby's attention. But the boy no longer focused on controlling them, distracted by unintelligible warbles between two distant smudges. As he tiled his head to a crooked angle in curiosity, honey-brown eyes darted sideways to stare at an enchanting glint of blue. Hypnotized by his greed for the glossy orb, bandaged paws stumbled across the sand, splaying for balance in snowshoe fashion. Keeping a safe radius away from both reptiles, the poltergeist lowering himself into a slinking limp, circling around Lucifer to creep up behind him. Thankfully he was tiny enough to slip between the sobering beast's legs without even brushing against a scaled belly, peeking out over vicious claws and squinting at the feathered accident. "Do-on't look nothin' like, like a liza-ard, more like a ch-chicken," he mumbled to himself, sinking piranha-like teeth into a scabbed lip before erupting into hideously shrill giggling at how impossible his encounter with a full-fledged dinosaur seemed. But back to the task at hand, Beck returned his lifeless glare to the glittering stone and wiping away a string of chemical drool collecting on his chin. Slithering out from under Lucifer, the wiry feline kept his sights locked onto the ovate stone as he attempted to approach Exodus' flank, hovering for a moment before gauze-wrapped paw lashed forwards to steal the rock right from under her nose. It was foolish, but the rock was pretty to him, so he would rescue it from the frightful creature even if it meant mangling up his shredded arms a little more -- he wouldn't feel the pain anyways.
[align=center]»――➤Once he confirmed there had been no witness, Beck resumed his uneven pacing along the sands, a sulk distorting his youthful features as he occasionally twitched his flanks or whistled through his teeth or blinked in flurries. The abrupt movements and noises were commonplace for him after the first few weeks of panicking over each and every new one, even if he caught passerby's attention. But the boy no longer focused on controlling them, distracted by unintelligible warbles between two distant smudges. As he tiled his head to a crooked angle in curiosity, honey-brown eyes darted sideways to stare at an enchanting glint of blue. Hypnotized by his greed for the glossy orb, bandaged paws stumbled across the sand, splaying for balance in snowshoe fashion. Keeping a safe radius away from both reptiles, the poltergeist lowering himself into a slinking limp, circling around Lucifer to creep up behind him. Thankfully he was tiny enough to slip between the sobering beast's legs without even brushing against a scaled belly, peeking out over vicious claws and squinting at the feathered accident. "Do-on't look nothin' like, like a liza-ard, more like a ch-chicken," he mumbled to himself, sinking piranha-like teeth into a scabbed lip before erupting into hideously shrill giggling at how impossible his encounter with a full-fledged dinosaur seemed. But back to the task at hand, Beck returned his lifeless glare to the glittering stone and wiping away a string of chemical drool collecting on his chin. Slithering out from under Lucifer, the wiry feline kept his sights locked onto the ovate stone as he attempted to approach Exodus' flank, hovering for a moment before gauze-wrapped paw lashed forwards to steal the rock right from under her nose. It was foolish, but the rock was pretty to him, so he would rescue it from the frightful creature even if it meant mangling up his shredded arms a little more -- he wouldn't feel the pain anyways.