Mental wound not healing, life's a bitter shame~

[hvymetalheroics]

CHARACTERS: Megamind + YOU?!
LOCATION: Traversing the ship, probably lost, eventual destination -- or so he hopes -- is engineering.
WARNINGS: Megamind is a supergenius with zero common sense. And terrible with people.
SUMMARY: Megamind has gone exploring. He is also prone to attempting to pry off parts of the ship to get into it's wiring and scan

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[notquite_kalish]

The majority of those on board, including the two members of crew, were rather useless. There was something interesting going on with this ship and Sikozu would not be cause unawares. Her sense of direction was nearly perfect and even if it wasn't she was willing to get lost if it meant discovering something good.

From her spot on the ceiling she followed the noise of someone walking about. Strange as most didn't dare come too far into the ship. Careful to be silent she caught up with the owner of the foot steps and frowned. He looked like a shrunken Delvian.

"You're not suppose to be here."

[hvymetalheroics]

"Neither are you," Megamind replies smoothly, eyes flicking upwards. He's not a shrunken anything, thank you very much. He's a -- something else. Whatever else that is.

He has to appreciate the view, though. Crazy orange woman on a ceiling. Welp, nothing else in this place has made sense, why not?

"You're not one of the crew. Which means you're looking for something, too. I suppose the question now is, are we at opposing goals, or mutually beneficial ones??"

[notquite_kalish]

Only crazy in the sense that she's one to get what she wants at any cost. Right now she wants off this poor excuse for a ship and back home.

With a cross of her arms she grins. This little man speaks a familiar language..."Me? I'm not convinced of the benevolence of our hosts. They're human and humans have a nasty way of trying to hide nasty surprises."

[hvymetalheroics]

That's still pretty crazy.

"Yeah, tell me about it," he says, though he gives her a look. She's almost human enough to blend, but-- not quite. And quite a complimentary shade of orange. "Or-- no, don't. I think we both have the gist. There's quite the herd of them, isn't there?"

But just enough oddities to make people think about others things, too.

[uncodlyawwesome]

Eridan is not lost. Nor is he in any immediate danger, or worried about being in any immediate danger, or pretty much anything like that at all. He's been wandering for a while, keeping notes on his communicator through the text input, and to be really fuckin' honest, he's kind of impressed by what he's seen so far.

He's also completely aware that he's not really supposed to be out this far, or... well, he's not sure if he's supposed to be. But it's not like the two humans who are running this ship are going to know that he's wandering into potentially off-limit locales.

He does, however, know that when he sees someone approaching from the opposite direction, that they might know he's not supposed to be here. They might be patrolling. They might just be lost. But the fact remains that when he sees... some sort of alien, tall and skinny and blue, coming from the opposite direction he's walking in, he tenses up. He's ready for a strife if he needs to be, despite the fact that he has no weapons and certainly has no power.

[hvymetalheroics]

In totally agreement about the cape--though he's opted to hide his 'Megamind' uniform in his quarters for now-- the short alien has no cloak, but he TOTALLY has popped his collar. When you have a head like that, it is ALWAYS go big, or go home. Makes you notice things like that, instead of how small he is, or how skinny his frame is.

But he just-- eyes Eridan as he comes close, eyes bright and green-- and then just keeps walking.

"Nice scarf," he says-- though it's not with any sort of genuine sentiment. It might, in fact, involve some snickering.

[uncodlyawwesome]

Eridan hears that tone in the dumb blue alien's voice and narrows his eyes, shooting a scathing look over his shoulder as the other passes him, before letting it turn into a sneering sort of smile.

"Wwanna borroww it? Might make your head look less fuckin' bulbous than your shitty collar poppin' does."

[hvymetalheroics]

"Why would I want to draw attention awy from my fantastic cranium? It enhances, not detracts!" Megamind replies, turning and giving the fishtroll a look.

"...besides, are you really one to talk? I mean, you're like a skunk gone punk," Megamind says with an arch of one taunting brow. At least he was well groomed! Impeccably shaped brows, and a carefully trimmed goatee made him obviously superior. "Who did your hair before you woke up, and can you punch them through time and space for it? A refund would not be enough. Revahnge would have to be taken!"

[ihavesomany]

The Doctor is also lost. Also looking for the engine room. Also annoyed. Less so on the hungry and tired side. His attempt to chase signals through the electrics in the ship was largely a failure, and so it's back to wandering.

He's poking his head around yet another corner when he hears the mild swear echo from somewhere off to the left. It's been a while since he's run into another living thing. Creepy corridors just aren't the same on one's own, and it sounds like someone out there is less enamoured with being lost.

He heads off in the direction of the sound.

[hvymetalheroics]

Megamind hears the approach, looking backward over his shoulder as he realizes he's not alone. He doesn't tense, doesn't get hostile-- after all, they're all screwed here... right?

He stops, waiting to see who shows themselves-- though he doesn't say anything. He just waits to see what appears.

[ihavesomany]

And there's the Doctor - poking his head around a corner, looking around for anything living. --Ah! He breaks into a grin.

"Hello!" He gives a wave and approaches the little blue man. "Nice corridors we're having. Silent with a chance of spooky. Are you lost? Well -" He glances around. "- me too. Perhaps we could do it together. You wouldn't happen to have come across an engine room, have you?"

[hvymetalheroics]

Megamind watches the doctor with those acidic eyes of his, green and strange. "I didn't say I was lost," he corrected the Doctor. "I am exploring," he stretches the word out, emphasizes it. "You might be lost, but I totally know how to get back to the tubes. You just go back the way you came."

Talking about the engine room? Not at all.

[umuh]

Bella hadn't intended to get lost. In fact, she'd been intending to ride a lift from the oxygen gardens back toward a lift that would take her to the passenger quarters. She'd been fairly sure she was there!

Only she'd taken the wrong lift, and promptly had the lift she was on grind to a halt and screech in an echo that felt more appropriate for a train than something this small.

Still rubbing her ears from the sound, she jumped down off the lift and made it safely to the opposite side of the hall entrance she was by. "Aaugh!" She leaned against the wall, staring plaintively at the formerly operating lift. "Is it too much to expect crazy future things to actually work? Mechanics are never going out of style, are they?"

She wasn't a mechanic.

Bella was, quite frankly, screwed. She stayed where she was, rubbing her ears and contemplating if the halls all ran parallel to the tracks, and if going the way she'd wanted the lift to go would get her where she wanted to be.

More or less. Eventually.

[hvymetalheroics]

Bella is wrong.

Beautifully, terribly, wrong, but certainly, she wil find something that is not, in fact, the place she wants to get there or how to find it, or any of those things.

Instead, she's going to find an alien sitting in front of a panel, scanning something with his watch.

Yes. His watch. Lights come out of it and evening. But then he stops and goes quiet- those big hallways echo, and he's quickly getting to his feet, wary of approach. But he doesn't call out. That'd give her the drop on him! He can't have that, can he?

[umuh]

Or can he? Bella stops, and she's partly wishing she could disappear into the wall, because that is someone blue and they are alien and how does that neck support a head that size, but there's nowhere to go, and he's already standing. Watch aside (what had it even been doing? she wants to ask, but she also doesn't, aliens are new and strange and under most rules of movies out to kill you) the only things obviously unusual about it -- him -- zir -- was the physical stuff.

Just that. Only those minor, glaring details.

She's not fast enough or clever enough or apparently small enough to escape notice, and clumsiness haunts her entire existence, so she falls back on standards, the standard, and calls out, "Hey?" before biting her lip, not sure she really wants to do this, possibly going to die. "Do you know how to, um, get back to where everyone's living?"

[hvymetalheroics]

"Probably going back the way you came?" It's catty enough that ther should be a duh following it. Megamind -- now, closer, identifiably male (or a least, the goatee might suggest that, as well as the breast less, hip less build) and obviously irritated -- comes up and only stops a short distance away.

"The lifts. Otherwise, walking and praying," he says. "You look like you might need to pray anyway with the lifts."