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Loose twigs and scattered leaves crunched under tread of her sharply heeled boots as Samus Aran made a hasty dash through the jungles of Kraw. Ducking and dodging and jumping under and around and over the ever-present threat of the visually non-threatening plant life, not wanting to chance getting caught by even the most innocuous of vine or creeping strand of plant stem. Regardless of how it looked, it was always a worryingly credible threat. Her brief time here had forced her to rely solely on her own memory, access to her logbook and data stores within her power suit and gunship lost for the moment. She didn't have the luxury of a perfect recollection and targeted warning displays, just what her own eyes and ears could tell her.
Right now, they told her 'anything green and leafy is a potential threat'. The entire world, as she had come to find out, was a predator in some way. She had already seen and confirmed that much, watching vines slither about like snakes, and grab visibly obvious predators in a stranglehold to drag them into the shadows where there was only the mingled sound of crunching, tearing flesh and pained animal screams before silence fell again.
As much as 'silence' ever fell, here.
More than the threat of the jungle and its greenery, though, were the actual predators. Such as the one that currently pursued her relentlessly, making the very ground quake with every step it took as it lumbered after her. Its sheer bulk and mass let it simply crash through and snap the vines and branches and crawling plants in its path, too massive for such lurking ambush plant-predators to even slow it down. A vicious roar bellowed out as it stamped down on a fallen tree, crunching it into so much mulch and making. The air (and Samus's ears) rang with the noise, as nearby birds and smaller animals were disturbed and sent fleeing in blind panic from the horrendous noise.
She had never encountered such a beast before, at least in person. But that didn't mean she had no clue what it was. A dinosaur. A living, breathing, actual dinosaur, just as depicted in images about the history of Earth. They were all long since extinct back home, of course. But that didn't seem to bother this one, a particularly angry -- or maybe just particularly hungry -- specimen of a tyrannosaurus rex. It was every bit as large, in charge, and utterly terrifying as its name of 'tyrant lizard king' implied.
She wasn't quite afraid, by any means. After all the assorted monsters and vicious creatures, both predatory and non that she had dealt with in all her years, something as relatively 'mundane' as a giant vicious lizard was surprisingly easy to cope with. It was terrifyingly strong, and she knew with a chilling certainty one solid stomp or one good bite from its massive jaws would spell her end. It was no more or less than she usually had to contend with, even if she was facing down such a problem without her power suit at the moment.
Still...this was something she could handle. She was already beginning to run short of breath, certainly, and barely keeping a lead on the beast. But she was still keeping ahead of it, and she knew that somewhere nearby there was a river with a rare stretch of open ground along its banks. There, with nothing to dodge around and over to slow her down, she could outpace the rex in a contest of pure speed. All power and no brains or real speed thanks to its sheer bulk, the only reason it was still hot on her tail now was the sheer fact it could just barge right through anything in its way. Under such conditions she couldn't really start to increase her lead on it, and it was all she could do to keep ahead of it and out of reach of those steel-shearing teeth.
"It figures that the one time the auto-pilot screws up, I end up crashing onto a world that's in the middle of one giant 'waaaah i'm hungry!' fit..." She was more than slightly upset, and the words breathlessly hissing out through nearly-clenched teeth painted a soul-gnawingly clear picture of that.
Not that the great scaled dope chasing her down particularly cared. An angry snack was as good as any other kind of snack, in its mind.
Right now, they told her 'anything green and leafy is a potential threat'. The entire world, as she had come to find out, was a predator in some way. She had already seen and confirmed that much, watching vines slither about like snakes, and grab visibly obvious predators in a stranglehold to drag them into the shadows where there was only the mingled sound of crunching, tearing flesh and pained animal screams before silence fell again.
As much as 'silence' ever fell, here.
More than the threat of the jungle and its greenery, though, were the actual predators. Such as the one that currently pursued her relentlessly, making the very ground quake with every step it took as it lumbered after her. Its sheer bulk and mass let it simply crash through and snap the vines and branches and crawling plants in its path, too massive for such lurking ambush plant-predators to even slow it down. A vicious roar bellowed out as it stamped down on a fallen tree, crunching it into so much mulch and making. The air (and Samus's ears) rang with the noise, as nearby birds and smaller animals were disturbed and sent fleeing in blind panic from the horrendous noise.
She had never encountered such a beast before, at least in person. But that didn't mean she had no clue what it was. A dinosaur. A living, breathing, actual dinosaur, just as depicted in images about the history of Earth. They were all long since extinct back home, of course. But that didn't seem to bother this one, a particularly angry -- or maybe just particularly hungry -- specimen of a tyrannosaurus rex. It was every bit as large, in charge, and utterly terrifying as its name of 'tyrant lizard king' implied.
She wasn't quite afraid, by any means. After all the assorted monsters and vicious creatures, both predatory and non that she had dealt with in all her years, something as relatively 'mundane' as a giant vicious lizard was surprisingly easy to cope with. It was terrifyingly strong, and she knew with a chilling certainty one solid stomp or one good bite from its massive jaws would spell her end. It was no more or less than she usually had to contend with, even if she was facing down such a problem without her power suit at the moment.
Still...this was something she could handle. She was already beginning to run short of breath, certainly, and barely keeping a lead on the beast. But she was still keeping ahead of it, and she knew that somewhere nearby there was a river with a rare stretch of open ground along its banks. There, with nothing to dodge around and over to slow her down, she could outpace the rex in a contest of pure speed. All power and no brains or real speed thanks to its sheer bulk, the only reason it was still hot on her tail now was the sheer fact it could just barge right through anything in its way. Under such conditions she couldn't really start to increase her lead on it, and it was all she could do to keep ahead of it and out of reach of those steel-shearing teeth.
"It figures that the one time the auto-pilot screws up, I end up crashing onto a world that's in the middle of one giant 'waaaah i'm hungry!' fit..." She was more than slightly upset, and the words breathlessly hissing out through nearly-clenched teeth painted a soul-gnawingly clear picture of that.
Not that the great scaled dope chasing her down particularly cared. An angry snack was as good as any other kind of snack, in its mind.