[ If there is a way to overcome the admiral's 'closed' sign on the engine room as a way to take power, Megamind will find it. Megamind will find it, exploit it, and TAKE OVER THE SHIP! Cue evil laugh, with a good muwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!! ]
[ Ahem. ]
[ Megamind is busy. Megamind took to manuals and drawings and is already putting together that maybe Tosh didn't give him everything and that's fine, it just means the engine room just became his personal puzzle box to tweak, poke, rummage in and otherwise explore. Right now, he is going through the motions of doing the routine labors, because he can, because it's good to have tools in his hand, because he's got his hands in technology he doesn't recognize.
It's dirty work; he goes in bare handed because the Black Mamba gauntlets aren't suited to the work. This leaves his bare hands -- impeccably trimmed nails, long spidery fingers -- working on cleaving valves, exploring nooks and crannies, and otherwise getting almost intimate with this new thing to explore. He's as careful as a lover would be -- he wants to make this engine sing for him. He wants the ship to love him back. He wants it to be his, so he doesn't have to play that stupid 'warden' game. ]
Mmm?
Oh, I'm fine, fine. This is nothing. I mean, it's totally unique and I know you're hiding the good stuff, but... This is enough for now.
[ She'll find him elbow deep in some system or another later on, it's a given. For now, he 'behaves.' ]
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Date: 2012-10-02 08:23 pm (UTC)[ Ahem. ]
[ Megamind is busy. Megamind took to manuals and drawings and is already putting together that maybe Tosh didn't give him everything and that's fine, it just means the engine room just became his personal puzzle box to tweak, poke, rummage in and otherwise explore. Right now, he is going through the motions of doing the routine labors, because he can, because it's good to have tools in his hand, because he's got his hands in technology he doesn't recognize.
It's dirty work; he goes in bare handed because the Black Mamba gauntlets aren't suited to the work. This leaves his bare hands -- impeccably trimmed nails, long spidery fingers -- working on cleaving valves, exploring nooks and crannies, and otherwise getting almost intimate with this new thing to explore. He's as careful as a lover would be -- he wants to make this engine sing for him. He wants the ship to love him back. He wants it to be his, so he doesn't have to play that stupid 'warden' game. ]
Mmm?
Oh, I'm fine, fine. This is nothing. I mean, it's totally unique and I know you're hiding the good stuff, but... This is enough for now.
[ She'll find him elbow deep in some system or another later on, it's a given. For now, he 'behaves.' ]