(Two Days after)
It was the day to leave for Sorna. A private plane would land near 9:06AM to escort a study habituated Robin Prestley to the island, which was coordinated as 43 miles out at sea. And for the time being, Robin was already looking at various dinosaurs on her Samsung Galaxy S8 and reviewing as much as her brain could process. She was taking a journal as well.
Finally, RJ and Lester Prestley walked on the dock with her. Robin heard them approach and took her sunglasses off. "Hi!" she greeted.
Her father stopped."Still waiting?" he looked beyond the horizon for the plane.
"DAD." Robin looked from her IPhone with a smile. "It's like...8:50!"
"Oh. My. GOD. It's 8:50, dad! 8:50! Why'd you get me out of bed at 7?" RJ was almost infuriated. He turned around to stalk away, but then took a double take at Robin.
He frowned while staring. "Good luck, pimp." he sulked before leaving with that stale look.
Robin immediately fired back. With that, she shot up on the dock and yelled in her sibling's direction like any angry person. "Get going, squirt!"
"Let him go. He's not the most understanding..." said Lester. Robin only nodded.
Then Robin sat down, now calm and stable this time. Lester took the chance to sit with the women and started discussing things. He was a soft person with Robin, knowing of the bitter incident that happened with her and Tray Ackerman.
"OK, so I want to hear about Claire!"
"Claire's got a busy job. And I mean...REALLY busy--there's something so special about working at Jurassic World. At least, I think there's a lot more going at that park than the..." Robin thought about the right statement. Nothing came to her, all the knowledge about dinosaurs and prehistoric references was jamming her brain cells.
Her dad instead helped her out. "catastrophe that happened?"
"Yea." smiled Robin. "In '93! But the place has better technology this time."
"I was hoping that was the case. Isla Nublar doesn't need another stampede of dinosaurs running around, just out of control and roaming wherever and whenever they feel like. Worse scenario yet."
"Can I study for just a while longer? There's plenty of time left."
"Sure, honey-nut." He said. Her father called Robin that nick-name occasionally because of something that happened in the summer. Robin got into a habit of disappearing into the night, stashing honey-nut cheerios deep in her pockets. And just what did she do with these delicious cheerios? She fed them to a bear cub, while staying out of earshot of momma bear in a cave.
Mr. Prestley left the dock shortly. Robin was left alone to her phone and journal.
It was only five minutes until a distinguished plane came over the lake.
Again, Robin Prestley craned her head. "Well. Your early..."
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Project Sorna
AdventureThe day Robin Prestley quit her job was a relief. At least, that's how sequence of events go until her study-filled extravaganza to the deserted Isla Sorna goes south all due to her ex-boss and his pure selfish-ness. The truth really was that ever s...
