<span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Arizona, Flagstaff,"</span> answered Marcus to Cassandra.  He briefly wondered what she thought of the Greek prophetess with that name, but let the thought slip away.  He told himself to concentrate on the important 'here and now'.  Cassandra must have something of a brain, or at least seen some of the Cretaceous World movies, to recognize that the Pteranadons as dinosaurs.  She wasn't just a pretty face packing firepower.<br/>
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Jenny, on the other hand, didn't seem as educated or mentally well rounded.  She'd experienced something incredible, but she closed her mind to the possibility of the incredible.  Laugh out loud, '...no such things as other worlds...'.  Then Jenny took off her Akali wig to reveal a beautiful head full of soft looking blonde hair.  Jenny went on to tell them that her last name was 'Jacobs'.  'Fuck' he thought.  Jenny Jacobs, Marcus Meridith, Cassandra... whatever if it started with a "C" or even a "K", they could all be comic book characters with all of those double initials.  All at the mercy of some sadistic writer.... like in "Rosenkrantz and Guildenstern are Dead"<br/>
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Then Jenny asked about the safety of eating the native fruit, here.  Marcus thought for a second.  He hadn't been starving but some fruit sounded good to him.  He answered her,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"> "It's not a foolproof indicator but if there's signs that something else eats that kind of fruit, then it could be alright.  I'd start with the tiniest taste, instead of taking a big bite."</span><br/>
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Just then, Marcus heard, and saw that Jenny had heard, some loud and regular 'thumping' sounds, like big footsteps...?  His jaw dropped as he thought, 'Please let it be a plant-eater!'</span>