(( Good night all! I’ve got a long day of school visits ahead of me and then plans to do actual tabletop RPing with some friends. I might see you all late tomorrow night, depending on how late we go. Sweet dreams! ))
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“I have no clue. What she does is gibberish and science nerd shit to me.” Shadow raises an eyebrow ridge at the machine, “But Valerie and I are connected. If she were really bad, I’d be fucked up worse then this.”
Shadow gives a general wave to the cracks on the back of her head and her gaze switches back to Valerie.
Minion had noticed the spiderweb pattern at the back of the shadow’s head but he had never considered that it would be painful. But if they truly were connected….
“Do you hurt too? I think I saw some Tylenol in the bag.”
“Wouldn’t do a damn thing.” Shadow shrugs. She coughs up a pillow and fluffs it for Valerie. “I’ll be ok when she is.”
The brianbot from before circles round with the two sentries that had been posted their before. They gave the trio plenty off space to work but it was also partially out of fear. Shadow was becoming like a urban legend to them and it was quickly spreading among their databases to stay away from the shade.
“Okay. But if she doesn’t wake up on her own in the next hour, then I’m taking her to a hospital,” the fish said flatly, fluttering his fins with a bit of nervousness for the kind woman who had returned the brainbot to him. Then he joined the brainbots in watching the surly shade care for the injured woman. Minion found himself thinking of the way her desperate coos echoed through the water as they ran, and contrasted her rough language with her tender care.
“You must care about her a lot,” he observed. ”Is she your job Miss Sh- is your name Shadow or are you a shadow?” He hoped it wasn’t rude to ask but he had missed the explanation in his earlier nervous panic.
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“Be careful with it.” Shadow warns but gently puts it in Minion’s robotic hands. she spits out a blanket and carefully wraps it around her ward. In contrast to her brash and bold attitude Shadow can have a gentle touch and she smooths the lightly worn quilt with all the careful grace of a mother tucking in a sick child.Minion nodded when she put the device in his metallic hands, then brought it up closer to his tank to examine it. Megamind avoided most medical technology, but a scanner was a scanner. He inspected the screen, hit a few buttons, and then turned and scanned an empty soda can on the ground and read the results while he watched the shadow ease Valerie under her blanket.
When he was confident he could operate the device, he positioned himself at the end of the table behind Valerie’s head, and looked to Shadow for final confirmation before scanning. It didn’t take long for images of her brain and skull to scroll silently across the LCD screen.
He studied them quietly. “I don’t know much about human brains… but she doesn’t appear to be bruised or bleeding internally.” He showed the screen to the nervous shade. “Are you a doctor too? What do you think?”
“I have no clue. What she does is gibberish and science nerd shit to me.” Shadow raises an eyebrow ridge at the machine, “But Valerie and I are connected. If she were really bad, I’d be fucked up worse then this.”
Shadow gives a general wave to the cracks on the back of her head and her gaze switches back to Valerie.
Minion had noticed the spiderweb pattern at the back of the shadow’s head but he had never considered that it would be painful. But if they truly were connected….
“Do you hurt too? I think I saw some Tylenol in the bag,” he offered politely.
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“Stupid goon. She would have just let him take the fuckin’ purse, but he saw me and freaked. They struggled. I couldn’t get in. Not enough light, happened to fast. Knocked the back of her head on the wall…”The lightning embossed collar around Shadow’s neck translated pretty well as Shadow groaned. She floated around Valerie trying to figure out what to do when something Minion said struck her.‘She may need a doctor.’
“She is a doctor.” Shadow blinked and pulled a trick that you would expect from the circus. She reached into her own mouth and rooted around her caverous stomach. A bell jingled. Paper ruffed. There was a squeak that sounded like a rubber duck and the speaker around her neck gave a little triumphant, “Ha Ha!”
It was probably a little strange to see Shadow pulling Valerie’s bag out of her mouth. However the good doctor kept it stocked with anything she could possibly need in a situation, including her most valuable tool. Shadow popped open the bag and held up the portable MRI Scarlet made.
“Scanner thingy.” Shadow grinned but her smile fell, “I don’t know how the fuck it works….”
Minion listened carefully and looked down at Valerie on the table. She’d hit her head and might have a concussion. He’d dealt with that with Sir before. But it was a lot more complicated because she was unconscious. And Miss Valerie was a doctor…. Another reason he was glad he didn’t bring her home to the Lair. Sir hated doctors.
When Shadow reached down into her own gaping mouth, Minion felt his own jaw drop a bit. But in all honesty, it didn’t scare him. Now that she was saying things that made sense he found that speaking with a talking and moving shadow that apparently liked to eat things for fun was more a curiousity than anything else. And he was elated when she pulled out a medical bag and then he saw Shadow’s face fall when she said she didn’t know how to use the scanner.
“I don’t know how to work it either, but I can take a look. If you don’t mind Miss. I’m pretty good at operating machines that I didn’t build.”
“Be careful with it.” Shadow warns but gently puts it in Minion’s robotic hands. she spits out a blanket and carefully wraps it around her ward. In contrast to her brash and bold attitude Shadow can have a gentle touch and she smooths the lightly worn quilt with all the careful grace of a mother tucking in a sick child.
Minion nodded when she put the device in his metallic hands, then brought it up closer to his tank to examine it. Megamind avoided most medical technology, but a scanner was a scanner. He inspected the screen, hit a few buttons, and then turned and scanned an empty soda can on the ground and read the results while he watched the shadow ease Valerie under her blanket.
When he was confident he could operate the device, he positioned himself at the end of the table behind Valerie’s head, and looked to Shadow for final confirmation before scanning. It didn’t take long for images of her brain and skull to scroll silently across the LCD screen.
He studied them quietly. “I don’t know much about human brains… but she doesn’t appear to be bruised or bleeding internally.” He showed the screen to the nervous shade. “Are you a doctor too? What do you think?”
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Minion’s suit didn’t have as much sensory capacity as actual flesh, but he did register an extremely odd sensation as the shade wrapped around his neck. It felt weightless, but also kind of soft and he swore he could feel the vibrations of her nervous cooing in his tank. However he didn’t have time to dwell on it. The fish could move pretty fast when situations warranted it, though he was careful not to jostle the injured woman to much.
A pair of surveillance brainbots met them at the entrance to the factory and glided behind silently when they saw the look of determination on Uncle Minion’s face. He took the injured woman into an empty room, and indicated for three bots to clear a table of what looked like empty soda cans, lighters, and small bits of tin foil. Then he laid Valerie down as gently as he could as Shadow uncoiled herself from around his neck, following her other half down.
Minion turned to the shade with a sharp no-nonsense gaze. “I’m good with basic first aid for Sir but there are some major physiological differences between him and humans. She might need a doctor. So you need to start by telling me what’s wrong with her.”
“Stupid goon. She would have just let him take the fuckin’ purse, but he saw me and freaked. They struggled. I couldn’t get in. Not enough light, happened to fast. Knocked the back of her head on the wall…” The lightning embossed collar around Shadow’s neck translated pretty well as Shadow groaned. She floated around Valerie trying to figure out what to do when something Minion said struck her.
‘She may need a doctor.’
“She is a doctor.” Shadow blinked and pulled a trick that you would expect from the circus. She reached into her own mouth and rooted around her caverous stomach. A bell jingled. Paper ruffed. There was a squeak that sounded like a rubber duck and the speaker around her neck gave a little triumphant, “Ha Ha!”
It was probably a little strange to see Shadow pulling Valerie’s bag out of her mouth. However the good doctor kept it stocked with anything she could possibly need in a situation, including her most valuable tool. Shadow popped open the bag and held up the portable MRI Scarlet made.
“Scanner thingy.” Shadow grinned but her smile fell, “I don’t know how the fuck it works….”
Minion listened carefully and looked down at Valerie on the table. She’d hit her head and might have a concussion. He’d dealt with that with Sir before. But it was a lot more complicated because she was unconscious. And Miss Valerie was a doctor…. Another reason he was glad he didn’t bring her home to the Lair. Sir hated doctors.
When Shadow reached down into her own gaping mouth, Minion felt his own jaw drop a bit. But in all honesty, it didn’t scare him. Now that she was saying things that made sense he found that speaking with a talking and moving shadow that apparently liked to eat things for fun was more a curiousity than anything else. And he was elated when she pulled out a medical bag and then he saw Shadow’s face fall when she said she didn’t know how to use the scanner.
“I don’t know how to work it either, but I can take a look. If you don’t mind Miss. I’m pretty good at operating machines that I didn’t build.”
(( Okay so that facial expression! I hate trying to explain that in writing! ”He pressed against the glass while he narrowed one eye and widened the other, arching the ridge of tiny glowing orbs on his face as though it was an eyebrow”? That’s a fucking lot of words for one facial expression dude.
Minion, you are a tricky tricky fish. ))
“Look, we’re trying our best to keep a low profile here. It would be nice if every villian and their brother didn’t waltz on in here like they owned the place. Hrmpf.”
Then he sighed and raised his watch. “Sir, Code : the latest disguise around the Lair is NOT working.”
Code: Apparently not.
Code : I think the idea still has promise, but perhaps English Garden was not the theme to go with…. maybe we would have better luck with Bamboo Forest?
(Source: msdrifting)
Hm, I don’t think this new attempt to disguise the Evil Lair is working.
“Look, we’re trying our best to keep a low profile here. It would be nice if every villian and their brother didn’t waltz on in here like they owned the place. Hrmpf.”
Then he sighed and raised his watch. “Sir, Code : the latest disguise around the Lair is NOT working.”
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“Okay, okay,” Minion said firmly. ”Don’t panic.” He had plenty of practice with Sir when he got himself worked up into a tizzy and unfortunately, plenty of practice with inventions spiraling dangerously out of control. His job in a crisis was to be calm and make a plan.He thought quickly. Sir would kill him if he brought an injured stranger back to the Lair. But a lot of the factories and warehouses in this area of town were abandoned, mostly because the brainbots chased the gangs and criminals out so Megamind wouldn’t have to worry about competition.
Brainbots. He looked to the one in his hand and gave it the box of donuts along with a command. “Check the status of the shoe factory on 59th and Broad.” The bot’s eyestalk flickered as it communicated wirelessly with it’s brothers a few blocks over.
“I’m going to pick her up now,” he said to Shadow, moving slowly and hoping she wouldn’t see him as a threat as he picked up the small human woman in his robotic arms as though she weighed nothing at all. Then the brainbot bowged at Uncle Minion, telling him that the building in question was indeed empty. “There’s a place we can go. Follow me.”
Shadow watched Minion like a hawk as he lifted Valerie. She hastily grabbed Valerie’s glasses as they threatened to fall and her cell phone. The shadow paid no head to Minion’s last comment for she leaped off the ground and wrapped around the back of his robotic shoulders like a jungle cat on a tree branch. Her long waist just looped around till it connected back to Valerie’s feet. The movement startled the brainbot into hovering back a good foot but Shadow didn’t pay that any mind either. Her scared expression was locked only on Valerie. With one hand still clutching Valerie’s things, Shadow started cooing again. Brushing the hair out of Valerie’s eyes the shade fidgetted with the little things desperately trying to help somehow.
Minion’s suit didn’t have as much sensory capacity as actual flesh, but he did register an extremely odd sensation as the shade wrapped around his neck. It felt weightless, but also kind of soft and he swore he could feel the vibrations of her nervous cooing in his tank. However he didn’t have time to dwell on it. The fish could move pretty fast when situations warranted it, though he was careful not to jostle the injured woman to much.
A pair of surveillance brainbots met them at the entrance to the factory and glided behind silently when they saw the look of determination on Uncle Minion’s face. He took the injured woman into an empty room, and indicated for three bots to clear a table of what looked like empty soda cans, lighters, and small bits of tin foil. Then he laid Valerie down as gently as he could as Shadow uncoiled herself from around his neck, following her other half down.
Minion turned to the shade with a sharp no-nonsense gaze. “I’m good with basic first aid for Sir but there are some major physiological differences between him and humans. She might need a doctor. So you need to start by telling me what’s wrong with her.”
(( AAAAAND I’m falling asleep. Will try my best to get on this thread with Shadow and Valerie tomorrow but I have a houseguest for the next few days so reblogging may be spotty. Good night all XD ))
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Shadow didn’t seem to notice. The shade was bent over Valerie who was unconscious on the ground. From this angle you could see the spider webbing cracks that split at the back of Shadow’s head. They were white over her black shade flesh, like her eyes as if the shade was lit from within. It was an outward sign of the killer headache that was pounding at the back of her skull.
But she was ignoring that too. With her teeth ground against the pain, Shadow cradled Valerie’s head gently. The brown haired girl looked alright beside being unconscious and her glasses askew. Still Shadow shifted to try to pick her up. The cooing noises she made where untranslatable, but her wide worried eyes -even if hallow - spoke volumes about her concern.
Minion saw the shadow cradling Valerie’s unconscious body and his heart lept in his chest. Oh this was bad. He didn’t see any blood but bipeds did not just slump over like that unless something was very wrong.
And the noises coming from her talking shadow…. Though he had never made such a noise in his life, he thought they seemed like exactly the kind of heartbroken and scared noises he would make if something horrible ever happened to Sir.
He knelt next to the shade. “Is…. is she hurt?” Then he noticed the spider webbed cracks on the back of Shadow’s head. “Are you hurt?”
“I’ll be fine!” Shadow hissed her eyes only momentarily leaving Valerie to look at him. “Valerie first! Her first! I-I-I think she’ll be ok. Needs to rest. Somewhere safe, safe.”
The pain was causing Shadow to revert back on primitive and repetitive speech patterns, but she was functioning. She tried to carefully lift Valerie but apparently she wasn’t functioning enough for that. Couldn’t get her an inch off the ground before her eyes when wide and she had to set Val down again. Clutching the back of her head she hissed,
“Stupid goon! Stupid Me! Stupid! Whate -ah! Get her safe. Get her quiet. Need a place to heal.”
“Okay, okay,” Minion said firmly. ”Don’t panic.” He had plenty of practice with Sir when he got himself worked up into a tizzy and unfortunately, plenty of practice with inventions spiraling dangerously out of control. His job in a crisis was to be calm and make a plan.
He thought quickly. Sir would kill him if he brought an injured stranger back to the Lair. But a lot of the factories and warehouses in this area of town were abandoned, mostly because the brainbots chased the gangs and criminals out so Megamind wouldn’t have to worry about competition.
Brainbots. He looked to the one in his hand and gave it the box of donuts along with a command. “Check the status of the shoe factory on 59th and Broad.” The bot’s eyestalk flickered as it communicated wirelessly with it’s brothers a few blocks over.
“I’m going to pick her up now,” he said to Shadow, moving slowly and hoping she wouldn’t see him as a threat as he picked up the small human woman in his robotic arms as though she weighed nothing at all. Then the brainbot bowged at Uncle Minion, telling him that the building in question was indeed empty. “There’s a place we can go. Follow me.”
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Minion’s first instinct when he heard the bloodcurdling screech was to turn in horror towards the source of the sound. But when he saw a man come flying out of the alley as though he’d been thrown, those same instincts told him to swim away as fast as he could.
Then he heard the talking shadow shout the woman’s name.
He froze. He was not a hero at all, but Valerie had been so kind to return the brainbot. And the shadow sounded so scared. The sirens were getting louder and he had to make a choice.
He came flying around the corner into the alley just before the first police cars rolled up.
“What happened?” he asked frantically. “Are you two okay?”
Shadow didn’t seem to notice. The shade was bent over Valerie who was unconscious on the ground. From this angle you could see the spider webbing cracks that split at the back of Shadow’s head. They were white over her black shade flesh, like her eyes as if the shade was lit from within. It was an outward sign of the killer headache that was pounding at the back of her skull.
But she was ignoring that too. With her teeth ground against the pain, Shadow cradled Valerie’s head gently. The brown haired girl looked alright beside being unconscious and her glasses askew. Still Shadow shifted to try to pick her up. The cooing noises she made where untranslatable, but her wide worried eyes -even if hallow - spoke volumes about her concern.
Minion saw the shadow cradling Valerie’s unconscious body and his heart lept in his chest. Oh this was bad. He didn’t see any blood but bipeds did not just slump over like that unless something was very wrong.
And the noises coming from her talking shadow…. Though he had never made such a noise in his life, he thought they seemed like exactly the kind of heartbroken and scared noises he would make if something horrible ever happened to Sir.
He knelt next to the shade. “Is…. is she hurt?” Then he noticed the spider webbed cracks on the back of Shadow’s head. “Are you hurt?”
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Riiiiight, Minion thought. Nothing weird about a talking shadow that enjoys swallowing things that wiggle. Nope, not at all. Then he heard the sharp beep indicating that the scan was complete. He closed his eyes for a moment to focus as the results came streaming through his neural network. Then he opened them again.
“Don’t worry, there’s no damage. Just a few minor scrapes and they get those easily enough from playing chase the wrench.” Minion stroked its dome, continuing to assure the quivering cyborg that Uncle Minion wouldn’t let the bad shadow anywhere near it again.
Then he heard the sounds of sirens in the distance. He’d dawdled here long enough and that was his cue to leave. “Thank you again Miss Valerie, Miss Shadow.” He cradled the nervous bot under one arm, grabbed a box of donuts sitting on the table, and made a somewhat hasty exit.
“Goodbye!” Valerie waved with a nervous smile. Shadow watched the henchfish go with a slightly puzzled but yet bored expression.
“That went… well.” Shadow sneered sarcastically.
“Oh hush you! I’m still mad and I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson.” Valerie scolded her double.
“Uh, duh!” Shadow shrugged.
“Ok! That’s it! No Halo for you tonight Missy!”
“What?! WTF! That’s not fair!”
As Minion made his hasty retreat he probably didn’t notice the girls leaving the deli. He probably didn’t see them walking down the sidewalk or the grabbing hands that made the poor decision to nab Valerie. He probably didn’t hear the scuffle of the struggle or the fleshy thud of a body hitting the concrete.
However he would’ve had to been deaf to miss the unholy screech that followed.
It was bloodcurdling and high. Like nails on a chalkboard mixed with the wailing call of a wounded monster. The kind that grown men fear and warn children about around campfires. It was amazing that the sound didn’t shatter glass though it reverberated throughout Minion’s tank. It was the kind of sound that not a person - nor fish - could resist turning around to look for, if only to see what the hell made it.
Minion was right in time to see the ill fated thug literally thrown from the alley. The force of which propelled him out of the mouth of one and into the other across the street. Sounds of crashing and cats yelping followed his landing. His wounded moaning whispered out of it but that was not the sound that drew the most attention.
“Valerie! VALERIE!” Shadow’s frantic voice called out.
Minion’s first instinct when he heard the bloodcurdling screech was to turn in horror towards the source of the sound. But when he saw a man come flying out of the alley as though he’d been thrown, those same instincts told him to swim away as fast as he could.
Then he heard the talking shadow shout the woman’s name.
He froze. He was not a hero at all, but Valerie had been so kind to return the brainbot. And the shadow sounded so scared. The sirens were getting louder and he had to make a choice.
He came flying around the corner into the alley just before the first police cars rolled up.
“What happened?” he asked frantically. “Are you two okay?”
Minion looking like a fucking badass.
Minion.
Minion seriously.
Minion.
MINION.
MINION SERIOUSLY.
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