Ϟ13th Plan -> audio/video
Feb. 24th, 2012 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
notpredictable[This face? This is the face Megamind is making right now. This is a new kind of pissed the hell off.]
Where is she.
WHERE IS SHE, DEIOR?
[You've got some 'splainin to do.]
You've taken her -- I know it! I'm not a fool, I know you enjoy taunting, teasing us with familiar faces then yanking them away!
[He's seen it. Roxanne. Minion. Both gone, in a blink. Now Bryn.]
Where are they? What have you done with them? [He has not been this fueled by rage in a long, long time.]
Return her to me or you will see just how much a of a villain I can really be.
Where is she.
WHERE IS SHE, DEIOR?
[You've got some 'splainin to do.]
You've taken her -- I know it! I'm not a fool, I know you enjoy taunting, teasing us with familiar faces then yanking them away!
[He's seen it. Roxanne. Minion. Both gone, in a blink. Now Bryn.]
Where are they? What have you done with them? [He has not been this fueled by rage in a long, long time.]
Return her to me or you will see just how much a of a villain I can really be.
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Date: 2012-03-01 01:19 am (UTC)Yeah, she'd been planning on drinking straight from the fucking bottle. But she goes to get the glasses, because he'd asked for them, and she knows herself well enough to know that she'll not be all that helpful when it comes to saying the right thing, here. Might as well get him glasses.
She sets the glasses next to the bottles, and then, because she can't help herself, reaches out to cover his hand with her own, curling her fingers around his clenched fist.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 05:34 am (UTC)It's damn near impossible.
He says nothing when her hand closes over his, only glances in that direction and stares at pink covering blue for a long few moments before slowly, he relaxes his hand enough to turn and grip hers.]
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Date: 2012-03-03 07:26 am (UTC)She waits, making no attempt to hide that she's watching him, looking for a reaction to give her a clue of how to go here. When he turns his hand to grip hers, she threads their fingers together.
There's not a damn thing she can say to make this better, so she doesn't say anything. For a long moment, she just leans against him, holding his hand.]
I didn't bring any mixers.
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Date: 2012-03-06 03:13 am (UTC)[His voice is a low, soft growl and is the only indication that he is still boiling just beneath the surface.
The grip on her hand doesn't loosen, but it doesn't tighten -- he doesn't want to break her fingers.]
Just -- we'll use the glasses.
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Date: 2012-03-13 07:11 am (UTC)He'd be welcome to tighten it, if it'll be making him feel better. Benefits to being a healer; her healing factor'll likely take care of anything as soon as it happens.
She gives his hand a squeeze as she opens one of the bottles one-handed, pouring it out into the glasses.]
Do you want to talk about her?
[Ryn'll be more than happy to listen to him reminisce, if that's what he's wanting, but she's just as prepared to distract him.]
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Date: 2012-03-18 12:37 am (UTC)[This is said very shortly, and he cringes, just a little, when he hears the sharpness of his tone. This was in no way Ryn's fault, and therefore should not be take out on her.
There were other people at fault here -- but not her.]
No, I...would rather not. [He lets go of her hand so she can pour, and he carefully eyes the beverage, lips pressed firmly together. He needs booze okay?]
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Date: 2012-03-23 11:11 pm (UTC)But more than that, it's - well, it's him. Ryn's already starting to discover that there's rather a lot she'd do for him.]
Then we'll just drink. That, at least, I can do damn well.
[She hands him one of the beverages, clinking her own glass against it before she downs the whole thing in one go.]
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Date: 2012-03-26 03:45 am (UTC)The glass is emptied and he grimaces before setting it down and exhaling slowly.]
Ryn, I --
[He flinches, and just...sighs.]
I'm sorry.
[He's being a dick and he knows it.]`
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Date: 2012-03-26 04:12 am (UTC)Don't be.
[Ryn almost leaves it at that, but it doesn't feel right not explaining it a little further.]
You've not done anything I wouldn't. I know something of what you're feeling, Megamind, I've had the same goddamn thing happen. I'd not have come if I was going to hold it against you.
[Commentlog]
Date: 2012-03-30 03:53 am (UTC)Same thing happen. Frequent occurrence, this disappearance of residents from the Keep. Who will be next, I wonder. You? Me?
The Lord himself? [He barks a laugh.]
Now there's a novel thought.
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Date: 2012-04-01 01:00 pm (UTC)Then she snorts at his last comment.]
Now that is a disappearance I'd welcome.
[Ryn takes another drink, more for something to do than for the alcohol itself.]
I'll not give you assurances that I won't disappear, because neither of us are fucking stupid enough to be reassured by something I've no control over. But - if you've ever need of me, for anything, you have only to ask, and I'll be here.
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Date: 2012-04-18 02:58 pm (UTC)I do hope you realize the same courtesy is extended to you.
[Which is saying a lot. Megamind doesn’t just – extend his services to anyone, and her certainly doesn’t trust people on a whim. Especially humans. ]
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Date: 2012-04-20 03:42 am (UTC)She suspects she gets it, how much it means that he's saying that, and she's finding it means a hell of a lot to her as well. Not only that he trusts her, but that she trusts him, neither of which are things that happen to her all that often.
Instead of answering verbally, she moves in closer, pulling him in for a hug.]
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Date: 2012-04-23 01:37 am (UTC)He slips his arms around her waist, and pulls her in flush to him, burying his face in her shoulder.]