[ ... oh she didn't. She didn't--! He feels his face flush - that silly pink-lavender he goes, deepening almost to purple as he grips that knob tight for a moment, teeth grinding. ]
First off, nobody understands what I say when I say--that, and it's not-- what you think!
[ The door's half-open now, and Megamind's turning from it, green eyes bright with barely contained anger. He's a passionate person; right now, he hurts-- and it's easier to indulge in anger then to hurt openly. ]
And I love that you ignore everything I said -- everything else -- to harp on whether or not I'm good or bad. Please, make me feel like a project some more.
[ He swallows hard, glaring down the hall. ]
You aren't allowed to talk about who is good and who is bad anymore. Not when you use it so you can cut yourself off some more and keep hurting yourself because you made a mistake while in a soul-sucking hotel of evil!
[ The rage cracks and the fear and the hurt bleed through; he's gesturing now, as he's wont to do, all wild movements because he's a showman even now. Can't she see that she's hurting them both for something that could be fixable? ]
You need help. Find someone who can give it to you. It's obviously not me, but-- there must be someone you trust enough to help you on this ship.
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Date: 2013-02-11 01:38 am (UTC)First off, nobody understands what I say when I say--that, and it's not-- what you think!
[ The door's half-open now, and Megamind's turning from it, green eyes bright with barely contained anger. He's a passionate person; right now, he hurts-- and it's easier to indulge in anger then to hurt openly. ]
And I love that you ignore everything I said -- everything else -- to harp on whether or not I'm good or bad. Please, make me feel like a project some more.
[ He swallows hard, glaring down the hall. ]
You aren't allowed to talk about who is good and who is bad anymore. Not when you use it so you can cut yourself off some more and keep hurting yourself because you made a mistake while in a soul-sucking hotel of evil!
[ The rage cracks and the fear and the hurt bleed through; he's gesturing now, as he's wont to do, all wild movements because he's a showman even now. Can't she see that she's hurting them both for something that could be fixable? ]
You need help. Find someone who can give it to you. It's obviously not me, but-- there must be someone you trust enough to help you on this ship.