Ϟ13th Plan -> audio/video

[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.

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[dontfeartheme]

[No, she supposes they don't.

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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[notpredictable]

No.

[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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[dontfeartheme]

[There's a small surge of irritation at his tone, but she squashes it down. She knows how he's feeling, given Cass and Iriel's disappearances.

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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[notpredictable]

[He mocks the gesture -- it's one he's seen in movies and even here at the Keep, so he's at least familiar with the gesture.

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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[dontfeartheme]

[She fills their glasses again before she replies, because she has to be thinking about her response to that.]

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.

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[notpredictable]

[He nods, but it doesn't make him feel much better. He can't seem to look at her, either, spending most of his time staring down at his glass, or at the floor, or at her hands.]

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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[dontfeartheme]

[She takes his free hand with hers again, because there's not much else she's knowing to do. Ryn supposes this is easier for her, given how much of her life was controlled by others before she even came here.

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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[notpredictable]

[He glances up at her, eyes a little red but not wet, and sets his glass down.]
 
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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[dontfeartheme]

[Ryn sets her glass down as well, hesitating for a moment.

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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[notpredictable]

[He stiffens, but it's only reflex from barely being touched his entire life, but he quickly gets over it. Being here, around such...strangely huggy women is beginning to immunize him against the oddities of human behavior.

He slips his arms around her waist, and pulls her in flush to him, burying his face in her shoulder.]