[ Bruce doesn't press, but he does watch from where he goes to work at his desk, a subtle presence, never quite gone but easily able to drift into the background and simply-- not quite be there. ]
[ Megamind? Is still a corpse, and remains one for a few more minutes as his flesh mends, his lungs reinflate-- and then he jerks to sudden miserable wakefulness, rolls over, and promptly vomits up blood and fluid. Thankfully, not on the side Tosh is on. That could have been even more awkward than this is already going to be. He gropes about-- one handed, finds his de-gun, and pulls it to his chest, coughing and wheezing. Every breath is like razors, and it's a struggle to get his lungs filled. ]
[ His first death toll had been simple: Prefect had him shot in the head. It had hurt. Intense migraines, but that was all. Dizziness and nausea. Thus? This was a slow, agonizing death and he has a feeling it's goig to be a long, agonizing death toll to pay for it. ]
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[ Megamind? Is still a corpse, and remains one for a few more minutes as his flesh mends, his lungs reinflate-- and then he jerks to sudden miserable wakefulness, rolls over, and promptly vomits up blood and fluid. Thankfully, not on the side Tosh is on. That could have been even more awkward than this is already going to be. He gropes about-- one handed, finds his de-gun, and pulls it to his chest, coughing and wheezing. Every breath is like razors, and it's a struggle to get his lungs filled. ]
[ His first death toll had been simple: Prefect had him shot in the head. It had hurt. Intense migraines, but that was all. Dizziness and nausea. Thus? This was a slow, agonizing death and he has a feeling it's goig to be a long, agonizing death toll to pay for it. ]