I'm not just a healer. The energy I use to heal injuries, it has to be coming from somewhere. Usually I take it from my own, but I can take it from damn near anywhere.
[The full explanation of her powers didn't used to bother her, but it does now.]
Something of an asset in battle, when any injuries they inflicted on us disappeared and wound up on them instead.
Those I worked with were only interested in it as far as they could use it to their fucking advantage. Make people fear them. It's where the name 'Reaper' came from.
[And it's why the skeleton fucking bothers her, though she knows it shouldn't. Or at least, not this much.]
[She doesn't entirely believe that, but the fact that Megamind is saying it means more than she was expecting.]
Of course I do. Being angry at the jackass who claims to run this place for fucking with us is always a valid point.
[Stupid fucking castle. She looks away briefly.]
I - thank you. I've not told that to... anyone, really.
[That's something of a fucking surprise to realize, but it's true. Anyone who knows back home knows because they'd been there, not because she'd told them.]
[It's possible this isn't the best conversation to be having without lips. Or skin, which is what keeps her from reaching out to rest a hand on his arm or something, to assure him that she had indeed been smiling.
She hesitates at his answer, though, because she's not exactly sure what to be saying to that. Ryn's not quite the best at any sort of comforting.]
Seems you weren't exaggerating when you said you were an alien. But you know what they're saying, home can be anywhere where there's people who care about you, and... Christ, I'm shit at this.
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dontfeartheme) wrote2012-01-22 10:49 pm
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[He leans forward.]
Care to elaborate?
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[The full explanation of her powers didn't used to bother her, but it does now.]
Something of an asset in battle, when any injuries they inflicted on us disappeared and wound up on them instead.
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[Something he wants all the intricies of but he can see it bothers her.]
--Morbbidly fascinating.
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[She chuckles, though it's humorless.]
Those I worked with were only interested in it as far as they could use it to their fucking advantage. Make people fear them. It's where the name 'Reaper' came from.
[And it's why the skeleton fucking bothers her, though she knows it shouldn't. Or at least, not this much.]
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[Gestures to the whole skeleton thing.
Bothers you?
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[It's a bit more complicated than that, but that's the simplest answer. And probably also the most fucking honest she's been with anyone here.]
It's stupid, I'm aware, but I don't like being forcibly reminded of things I'm damn well trying to forget.
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Don't be ridiculous -- it's hardly stupid if it bothers you. Besides, you have a perfectly valid point.
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Of course I do. Being angry at the jackass who claims to run this place for fucking with us is always a valid point.
[Stupid fucking castle. She looks away briefly.]
I - thank you. I've not told that to... anyone, really.
[That's something of a fucking surprise to realize, but it's true. Anyone who knows back home knows because they'd been there, not because she'd told them.]
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He shifts, and watches her carefully. He feels...honored, to be on the receiving end of a secret.]
It will not leave this room.
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I didn't think it would. It's one of the reasons I told you.
[There's a moment's pause, then, as she considers.]
What you said before, about you being in your own form - do you not have a planet you call home?
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Though it immediately fades when she says that and his first instinct is to clam up, but…Well. She’d told him her little secret.]
No. I do not. It was – sucked into a swirling vortex of a black hole when I was eight days old. I am the only one of my kind.
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She hesitates at his answer, though, because she's not exactly sure what to be saying to that. Ryn's not quite the best at any sort of comforting.]
Seems you weren't exaggerating when you said you were an alien. But you know what they're saying, home can be anywhere where there's people who care about you, and... Christ, I'm shit at this.
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I had a single sole that cared about me back home, Miss Ryn, and I have a feeling that had to do with his genetic coding.
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[Well, that hadn't gone anywhere near according to plan. What little damn plan she'd had to begin with.]
You've more than that here. And I can assure you that at least one of them doesn't have a damn thing to do with genetic coding.
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It's fine, Miss Ryn. I don't expect anyone to truly understand.
[But, he sighs.]
You don't have to say things for my benefit, Ryn.
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Megamind, I doubt I've said a damn thing for anyone's benefit in - well, possibly ever. If it wasn't the truth, I wouldn't have told you it.
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You're an intriguing sort. Are you aware of that?
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I have to have something to keep people hanging around me. Sure as hell isn't my stunning vocabulary or winning personality.
[She pauses for a moment.]
You're - intriguing as well.
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Oh, I'd argue the personality bit. [He grins.] It seems just fine to me.
[No, for real. HE's not even kidding.]
Ha! Of course I am!
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She snorts slightly.]
That makes you one of a very small number.
[Ryn grins at that, pleased with the switch back to banter.]
Suppose that's a reason why we get along so well.
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Well. As we've stated before, smart ones are in short supply.
[Smirk.]
Because we're both incredibly good looking and intelligent?
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I feel like we should be cutting that out, since it just makes me more despondent the more we say it, but, really, it's just so bloody true.
[And she smirks right back.]
And I never get tired of hearing you say things like that.
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Well, I do endeavor to lavish only compliments that are true onto you, Ryn.