[Code: First entry] There's no place like evil lair! (Backdated to Saturday morning)

[mr_eviloverlord]

{A: Action - Housemates}
-- location: 1448 Mitchell Road
-- time: Around 8am

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[kleptophile]

[Oh, hello, fresh meat. Lyn recognizes the look easily enough; a year or so in Mayfield has certainly taught him the usual signs. But this guy looks jumpy even by newcomer standards, and that's also something he's got personal experience with.

As usual, he's been hanging out above eye level, where it's safer, simply observing. But this is just too sad to let pass by, so he swings down out of the branches of the tree he's been perched in, tugging his headphones off. If he drops down right in front of Megamind, it might be out of mild teenage sadism, a casual desire to make him jump.] For fuck's sake, all you need is a purse and you could be a little old lady walking through the projects. And I practically make paranoia a goddamn hobby. [He cocks his head slightly.] What the hell do you keep reaching for? You don't look like the kind of guy who carries a piece around.

[mr_eviloverlord]

[He jumps back when the kid drops in front of him but Megamind is immediately annoyed.]

Oh I don't, do I? Shows what you know. I'll bet you're not even out of high shool.

[kleptophile]

[The guy's obvious annoyance just makes Lyn grin. He's a born troll, and hassling people is always an entertaining pastime...especially when they look as wimpy as this guy. Even to someone of Lyn's short stature, he doesn't read as much of a threat.]

Never went to school before I came here - waste of time. If I haven't picked it up on my own by now, odds are I don't need to know it. I wouldn't even go to school here if they didn't drone you for skipping too much. [He circles Megamind like a small, inquisitive shark, looking him over with a sort of insolent interest.] I still ain't buying that you normally pack heat. Maybe a can of mace or something. Antiseptic? I could see you as one of those germophobes. Like that Monk guy.

[mr_eviloverlord]

Hmph. No schooling. That explains so much. [Smirk.]

Ohoho, I pack "heat". The heat of the sun! I've built deathrays that would leave you as a pitiful scorch mark on the pavement.

That's alright if you don't believe me. Just wait. From what I've heard I'll have my vast array of deadly weaponry back in no time. [And with that he bursts into the most foreboding evil laugh he can muster.]

sob I've given up waiting for LJ Login to return to do tags ;w;

[kleptophile]

Oh yeah? Just what's it explain? [Lyn doesn't outright scowl - he's not particularly bothered by his lack of formal education, though he is bothered by having it lorded over him by those who've had some(or a lot). But looking really pissed would just give the nerd too much satisfaction, so he settles for an expression of irritation.] Whether or not a guy is the type to carry a gun? Seems like that's a thing they oughta teach in school.

[The death ray threat does not have the intended effect. Lyn isn't awed, afraid, or skeptical - he simply looks unimpressed. There are goddamn Ghostbusters in Mayfield now; he's not particularly surprised or disbelieving that there might be people with access to death rays. In fact, a guy with a laugh like that is practically required to have a death ray. No, he's much more interested in the fact Megamind let slip just now...

Lyn is a teenager who stands at 4'11", certainly no more than 5 feet even on a good day. It should be hard for him to be intimidating, no matter how good of a day he's having

[mr_eviloverlord]

[Megamind's not going to admit that the eyes and the teeth are making him nervous but putting on an air of smug evilness when he's actually not sure about his current predicament is something he's perfected. However the fact that he's actually taller than this kid is boosting his confidence. That doesn't happen very often.

He just laughs at the kid.]

Oh no! And what are you going to do me? You realize that they drone people for causing a ruckus right? Although seeing you with a little group of preppy teenagers in your loafers and dweeby hair would really be a sight.

[He laughs and waves as he begins to walk away, pretending to have more important matters to attend to.] I'm off to mingle with some grownups. Stay out of trouble now, little guy.

[kleptophile]

[Oh, this is too much. The idea of him being droned and looking even dweebier than this guy (as if he has any place to talk about dweebiness) was bad enough, but little guy is practically a declaration of war.]

Fun fact, asshole - they're really lenient about how much of a 'ruckus' you can cause.

[It's an extravagant use of his powers - okay, it really isn't, pyrokinesis is one of the least powers of demons, but Lyn's such a weak demon and so out of practice that even the least of his abilities is a strain - but pride demands he retaliate. Not that he actually aims for the guy; Lyn's more of a troll than a thug. As with jumping down from the tree, he simply goes for scare tactics.

Megamind will feel a wave of heat against his leg as a small fireball chars the ground a foot or two off to the side.]