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And When the Sky Was Opened [open]
First, he had to hit Engineering to talk to this Billy fellow--and cross his fingers and hope for the best. This wasn't Metrocity, he hadn't saved the day here and worked for the peoples' trust, and while he'd read that Constitution about people not being punished for past crimes that didn't necessarily mean there wouldn't be attitudes of distrust and the like.
There was, of course, the option of lying about his former villainhood, but good guys weren't supposed to do that, right? And with Roxanne not remembering that he'd reformed, all he'd need was for her to mention he was a villain, and then he'd have to explain the whole thing, and then it would get all messy.
It was better people knew ahead of time. It was better that got their judging...thing out of the way ahead of time, especially if he was trying to work under them.
So off to Engineering he went. Now that he was fairly certain he didn't have anyone to intimidate, he wasn't wearing his cape or the collar, hoping to look as normal as possible.
Of course, on the way there, and afterward, he nosed around into many a place on the ship to look around, often blurting out "Incredible!" "Magnificent!" "Do you see that? That is the coolest thing I've ever seen!" and other such exclamations at the wonders he saw. The ship was a beaut, a techno-organic masterpiece!
[ooc: You can catch him poking around just about anywhere on the ship, although his jaunt to Engineering comes first chronologically. Just specify where he ran into your guy.]</font
There was, of course, the option of lying about his former villainhood, but good guys weren't supposed to do that, right? And with Roxanne not remembering that he'd reformed, all he'd need was for her to mention he was a villain, and then he'd have to explain the whole thing, and then it would get all messy.
It was better people knew ahead of time. It was better that got their judging...thing out of the way ahead of time, especially if he was trying to work under them.
So off to Engineering he went. Now that he was fairly certain he didn't have anyone to intimidate, he wasn't wearing his cape or the collar, hoping to look as normal as possible.
Of course, on the way there, and afterward, he nosed around into many a place on the ship to look around, often blurting out "Incredible!" "Magnificent!" "Do you see that? That is the coolest thing I've ever seen!" and other such exclamations at the wonders he saw. The ship was a beaut, a techno-organic masterpiece!
[ooc: You can catch him poking around just about anywhere on the ship, although his jaunt to Engineering comes first chronologically. Just specify where he ran into your guy.]</font
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Stupid safety regulations.
She pauses as she passes Megamind, eying him over.
"...guess it takes all kinds."
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Well, okay, he had tried, but that really was a messy, messy business, and the smell alone wasn't worth any of the advantages.
"Yes, it does take all kinds of devastatingly handsome, unparalleled geniuses to properly man an Engineering lab," Megamind said absently, poking his head and looking around gleefully.
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I couldn't resist
All right, it wasn't exactly in his ear, but it was uncomfortably close.
The Doctor was leaning over the railing, elbows resting on the edge as he gazed over over the huge expanse. One trip here hadn't been enough and he couldn't help himself: he just had to have another look. really, even two good looks didn't do Engineering Justice. The Doctor didn't seem to be fazed by a blue man with an impressive skull size. And really, it's impressive, even with all the heads he's seen over his lifetimes: it had to be the biggest, roundest and -- this was a plus -- the bluest.
He should be proud of it. The Doctor knows he would, if he had a head that big and blue. Or he could settle for ginger, but that one seemed to be a long way off, unfortunately. One of these days he'll get it right. Maybe. The Doctor had the niggling feeling he should probably congratulate his blue friend here.
It was still a very impressive head, even with a second glance.
He still looked out longingly over that gaping pit, "I'm the Doctor, by the way."
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Megamind, for his part, was indeed quite proud of that giant brain of his, of course, but not necessarily happy with his noggin's grand bulbousity. But then who didn't occasionally look in the mirror and think a part of themselves looked a bit too fat? It was only natural. Mercifully, he was getting over some of those deeply ingrained "DON'T LOOK AT ME I'M A FREAK" feelings lately.
He held a hand to his chest and with a somewhat pompous flourish of his wrist, said, "Megamind, master of--" New title. He really did need a new title. "Master of skillfully out-witting all those would do my home city, Metrocity, harm. Or I would be, if I weren't here."
The Doctor. Now there was a perfectly acceptable hero--or villain--title. Megamind didn't even question it.
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He peered down the gap after him into the core that he still couldn't see from this far up, hands gripping the railings. "No, no, no, that's where you're wrong. Irradiation and vaporization, yes. Falling? No, because you'd hit the core before that. Bit of a long fall though."
The Doctor had been smiling at the description of Megamind's...job. There were worse things to aim for. And he hadn't heard a more apt description for that kind of job in quite awhile. He liked it. The Doctor finally turned away from the core, gave Megamind's head an appreciative look, and then dropped his eyes back down to his face.
"Mind if I ask what species you're from?" the Doctor added, "It's quite nice," he amended, without bothering to clarify what the "it" was. It seemed obvious to him what it was.
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sorry, typos :(
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Yeah, he'd consider it. He's weird like that.
"Wait a moment, what are you doing?"
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Unless you wanted to get her drunk...
"Scavenger hunt," he said without missing a beat, smugly enough that he didn't expect to be believed.
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Besides - at least she's talking to him now. After that first day, things had gotten awkward for her, fast. While he was the only person awake (alive?) from her home, he was still a villain to her. He was the person that had destroyed a hero (her assumed boyfriend - even if he wasn't really), sent a city into ruin, and had tricked her for no other reason than pure selfishness (of course, this is an assumption). The first week she’d kept her distance, holding him at arms length and only speaking to him when necessary. Things still smarted and while he was trying, it was still tense for her.
But she’s making an effort, at least – an effort to believe him, trust him. That’s part of the reason she stopped him now, called his attention to her instead of letting him pass by and continue on to wherever else he was going.
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"Can you believe this place?" he said, walking towards her, thoroughly enthused, throwing his arms out dramatically.
"It's incredible! Disgusting, on occasion, but incredible!"
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"So you did find something you like, huh?" Roxanne herself had spent quite a while in the Media Library once she'd found it. Always a fan of that sort of thing, she'd gravitated towards it almost immediately.
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"Hey," he greeted with his usual polite smile. "Welcome to the Engineering department. Would you prefer to talk in the back office?" It's fairly quiet overall at the moment, but he's sensitive to privacy concerns.
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"All right, what's your concern?"
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Definitely not somewhere she wanted to go blundering around. She straightened her denim shirt (still worn loose over her plantsuit), wished that she could do something about her hair, and tried to think Respectable Thoughts. Then she noticed a familiar blue figure, and her lips thinned.
Oh of course. Let's let the lunatic who fired an energy weapon (that he probably hadn't even field-stripped and tested after it had been handed back to him by mysterious aliens who had abducted him) into a crowd - let's let him stroll around the core of the ship!
"Have you seen anyone in authority yet?" she called to Megamind. She wondered which answer would upset her more, Yes or No.
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He crosses his arms in front of his chest, offering the two a friendly grin as a halo of sunlight flickers into place around his head. "Did I hear someone call for the Authority?"
Apollo has a way of filling a room, just by standing up all the way.
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The Authority sounded like a superhero or super-team name. He didn't like it.
Then again, he'd never liked authority much in general. Authority liked to toss him in jail and had this thing about banks being robbed being a bad thing. He knew all he'd done was wrong, but really, authority figures could be a lot less insufferably smug when dealing with villains, in his opinion.
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"Yeah, yeah, it's wonderful. We live in an armpit that's barely even worth conquering," he said with a scowl. "Now can you move over? You're in my way."
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"Yeah, well so what? It's still muggy and run by a crazy computer. I mean, if these guys are so advanced they could've at least put in some air conditioning."
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Fastest way to get an answer was to ask a question, and that was what Megamind did, peeking around a wall.
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Unfortunately, Raziel had a habit to lose himself in thought while walking, and as such bumped into someone as he was meandering while looking down into the core. He took a reflexive step back and took a look at who- or what- he'd bumped into. Rather than an apology, he blurted out the first thing to come to mind.
"What manner of creature are you?"
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What? It was an honest answer. Other than a general "non-human alien" he had very little else to go on.
"I could ask the same question of you, but you're not the first member of the ravening undead I've run into today."
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