"Well, finally found what people of the 21st Century consider to be 'hairless monkeys' or some such thing. They look just like any other sort of human to me, not an ape. Though if they want to consider themselves to be "monkey's uncles" that's fine by me. No fur off my tail!

"They didn't have a gas station,but they did have some of those magic crystals so the GXT-950 is back online. My work isn't done here, however. I still have a few more specimens to get for the Collector before I can return. I doubt she'd be very happy if I came back missing a fewof the creatures she wants. Ahhh... well, back to the critter mines! Time-traveler Kamikaze over and out."

Kami set the recorder down in the seat of the cockpit and moved to the back storage room. The GTX-950 was a fairly small machine like a cross between a cargo ship and fighter. Big enough to carry her supplies and cargo, but small enough for the Katri to handle maintenance on her own.

Loading supplies was another thing, though. Especially when she was moving half of the flesh of a big elephant-sized lump like a triceratops! At times like that she wished she had some help. Good help was hard to find, though. After all, most people were idiots, weren't they?

The guy at the town she'd found had called her a 'freak' and told her to leave. The Katri had quickly gotten annoyed and pointed her rifle at the jerk's head until he'd given her what she was after. Stupid humans.

Kamikaze moved up to an airlock and slid her I.D. card into the slot in the panel to the right. The screen flicked on asking her for a password. Kami typed it in withone hand; the door slid open and she passed through. The room was lined with cages containing mostly dinosaurian creatures. This was the cargo room, more of a zoo than anything. Or rather in this case a herpetarium. After all, Kami worked for a collector who had furnished the machine.

"Quiet, you ugly chicken!" Kamikaze growled, hitting her rifle against the cage of a small bird-lizard that was clingingto the door and screeching. The avian-reptilian backed to the rear of its cage and stared out at her sorrowfully. The Katri shook her head. Birds!

The cheetah/falcon Katri continued past the cages and opened the storage room on the other side.The room was bare steel, like all of the rooms in the GXT-950; but this one had a rack baring all sorts of trapping tools. Nets, tranquilizer guns, bags, gloves, small cages, et cetera.

Kami took a net off the rack and slung it over her shoulder. Next she removed a set of bolas and replaced her deadly rifle with a tranquilizer gun.

She'd taped a sheet of paper to the wall earlier, too lazy to load it onto the computer then call it up every time she needed to look at it.

Compsognathus Velociraptor

Only two creatures left to find, Kami had erased the names of the others as she'd captured them. If the hunt went well she'd be out of Dinoland by sunset. No more giant piles of crap, huge meat-eaters, or huge insects. And then she'd get fleapowder! Glorious fleapowder! Urrrgh! She'd been itching practically since she'd got here! D*mn insects! Kami revelled in the thought of returning to wandering the temporal plane. Then she snapped back to reality. Time to catch the little freaks.

Compsognathus were small, chicken-sized creatures with long necks, legs, muzzles, and tails. The muzzle was slightly beaklike and filled with tiny teeth. A packhunter with a mildly poisonous bite.

Velociraptors were about the size of a domesticated dog from the 21st Century called a dalmatian. Another packhunter. They weren't venomous, but they had lethal scythe-like claws on the second digit from the inside. Kami would have to be careful if she didn't want to be cut open like a melon. She doubted she'd be nothing but juice n' pulp inside.

Next!