http://brainiacinblue.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] brainiacinblue.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-01-12 01:43 am

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

[identity profile] teethofneedles.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Karis was coming out of engineering, actually. She had wanted to make some explosives or tinker or something, but there hadn't been very much of anything to make explode.

Stupid safety regulations.

She pauses as she passes Megamind, eying him over.

"...guess it takes all kinds."

[identity profile] teethofneedles.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"...I won't comment on genius, but it'd take a lot of booze to make you handsome, buddy," Karis replied. OK, he was a bit weird. She folded her arms, armor clanking on armor.
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I couldn't resist

[personal profile] makeherblue 2011-01-12 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I would love to see that energy core up close," said the voice in his ear.

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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Re: I couldn't resist

[personal profile] makeherblue 2011-01-12 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
He tried rolling the name off his tongue. "Megamind". It certainly stood out, even if it was painfully redundant with a beautifully blue head like that. The Doctor couldn't fault him for being a little -- all right, more than little -- proud of it it.

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.

sorry, typos :(

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[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2011-01-12 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you love the ship so much, just ask her out already, for Magog's sake!" snapped the book as it passed by, followed by a few vacuous minions who were quite clearly plundering the department for anything that wasn't nailed down or in use, to judge by the sacks they held (which were clearly labeled LOOT).
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[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2011-01-13 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Might be hard getting her into a restaurant. She doesn't have much in the way of taste, though, so probably a cheap date."

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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[personal profile] neveradamsel 2011-01-12 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Find anything interesting?" She's leaning against a wall near the crew quarters when he passes her, arms folded loosely over her chest and a brow lifted in the typical, no-nonsense Roxanne fashion. Roxanne is one hundred percent certain that yes, Megamind has indeed found many things about and on this ship interesting (because she herself had so far, too), but it's a conversation opener, anyway.

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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[personal profile] neveradamsel 2011-01-13 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I think disgusting and incredible are both extremely accurate terms." She flicks a strand of her bangs out of her face. "Unnerving and creepy work, too." She pushes herself off the wall and lets her arms fall and rest on her hips as she moves to meet him part of the way. There's a respectable distance between them - and Roxanne bridges the gap, coming a little closer.

"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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[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-01-12 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Billy heard some amazed exclamations echoing down the hall. He'd been that enthralled with the ship once, and it was still somewhat awe-inspiring---when not pain-inspiring. The pain portion seemed to be especially prominent lately, but Billy pushed those thoughts aside, ever-dutiful to new engineers.

"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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[personal profile] morphitudinous 2011-01-13 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Then privacy would be had. Billy guided him through the labs, past various shiny things in various stages of creation, and to their lovely back office. Which consisted of a chair, a desk, two other chairs, and not much else in the way of space. He set out the 'Do Not Disturb' sign, closed up, and gestured for Megamind to settle in the front chair with more leg room.

"All right, what's your concern?"

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[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello? Is Kaylee-" and then Anwei ran right out of words. All this time she'd been assuming that this ship was an organic layer laid over a standard shipbuild - if an improbably huge one - but looking over the organic controls made it obvious that this ship was an organic, through and through. She took all her calculations about how much this thing had cost to build and chucked them out.

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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"Hey." There's an odd noise from behind Anwei, and a hole in reality appears in the doorway. There's some sparks as a ruined chunk of machinery gets shoved through first, and a pair of large hands grasp the edges of the door. A large man, filling the entrance, steps through the portal. It shuts behind him.

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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Jack was on his way up to the mess hall to get something unpleasant but edible (having wasted several hours in fruitless, desperate search for his trench coat in W&P) when he came across some weird blue dude geeking out over Stacy near the entrance.

"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."

[identity profile] helipack-jack.livejournal.com 2011-01-13 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
...He had to admit, that was pretty true.

"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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Somewhere in the city, the sound of metal being worked on, coincidentally accompanied by heavy metal streamed out of one of the many empty buildings. Occasionally a Bio-Golem would leave the premises, only to return carrying carrying various materials. Whatever was going on in the warehouse was obviously something very, very big.

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[identity profile] messianicpawn.livejournal.com 2011-01-14 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
On his exploration of the ship, Raziel happened to find himself in Engineering as well. He'd never seen anything like a computer before, so the equipment about the room was more puzzling than whatever energy source lay in the space below. He didn't much care for the technical details of how things functioned, however, so much as what they were and how he could use them to his advantage. In this case, he doubted this room would be of much use to him at the moment, aside from the fact that it apparently was the life source of this 'ship'.

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?"