Who: Jake and Trudy Where: The big house What: Welcome to the Island! When: Just after this Rating: Outstanding Open: Possibly to people who live in the big house? Status: WIP
Jake leaned against the outside wall and tried to work out how he'd explain things to Trudy while he waited on her showing up with her Samson. "Welcome to 140 years in the past where dead people are alive again, including yourself, and yeah, I'm almost walking again because my - also previously dead - twin brother made a wish. His family from the future keep showing up, there are dinosaurs in the forest and jungle, there's a forest and a jungle, and I've been here for months," he muttered under his breath, and decided that if he told her that, she'd think he'd finally cracked.
Banshee screeched down at him from his perch on the roof of the house, and Jake twisted round to watch him for a moment. Thinking very hard, he tried to let the Ikran know that Trudy would be arriving, and (hopefully) sent him a memory of Trudy's Samson, all painted like it had been during the battle with Quaritch's men. A faint reply of tsamsiyu came back before Banshee spread his wings and shut his eyes. "Ngong Ikran!" he called up, before looking up at the sky as the familiar sound of an approaching Samson filled his ears.