@scarboroughskellington || cont.
Scarborough probably shouldn’t have been in that city. Not at this point in the year, anyway. But that didn’t stop her. She’d always been a good deal too curious. She got it from her father. So when she saw the cause of the panic spreading through the people running about, instead of running away, she crept closer. Maybe she’d see something she could use next Halloween.
Of course, she didn’t expect to be grabbed and pulled behind a pillar. Doing what rag dolls do best, she let herself go limp so the blue-skinned man–really, his skin was only a few shades darker than what normally passed for skin on her mother and herself–wouldn’t have to deal with much resistance on her part. Branwenn had disappeared when the shooting started, but Scarborough wasn’t in any pain, so she assumed the raven was unharmed. Most likely, she’d just been startled and was watching from a safe distance.
“I’m all right,” Scarborough said, shaking her head. “But you’re not. That looks painful.” There was a good deal of crimson staining the man’s side just below the bottom edge of his ribcage. “I can stop the bleeding for you. It’ll probably hurt a good deal more than it does now, though.” She’d never tried using her pyromancy to cauterize a wound, never having actually been hurt before, so she really didn’t know. Of course, being a rag doll, she didn’t have nerve endings with which to feel pain, either.
Megamind grunted, “When that-” he bit back the curse word harshly. He tried very hard to not be that kind of villain no matter how filthy his mouth in private, “When that fiend is taken out.”
Damn, he just needed the asshole to peek out from behind the bulletproof glass of the bank teller window. But no way the fucker would now. Growling at the world in general and why was he THE VILLAIN doing this instead of Metro Man… one was on paternity leave and the other had been a no show lately… That left scant few heros around this messed up version of his city.
Swearing under his breath, Megamind pushed himself up through the pain and edged to the side of the marble pillar, “Just stay low.”