ataraxion | DO NOT ADJUST YOUR COMMS. WE NOW CONTROL THE AIRWAVES.

[There is a blue man in dramatic lighting. Bedecked as befits a comic book villain. A heavy mantle defines his shoulders, spikes all across it, an arching collar framing his slender neck and large head. A body suit, where the start of his trademark blue lightning bolt starts it's path down across his body.]

[He sits somewhere, in what appears to be some sort of strange mess of wires, panels and montors, all ablink with light and readings.]

CAPTIVES OF THE TRANQUILITY.

I an Megamind, and-- I am now in control of the ship.

[A gesture, and the power flickers for a moment.]

You have thirty minutes to surrender, or I will handle any further insurrection with harm to my hostages, Dr. Jane Foster and Miss Roxanen Ritchi. Where are they, you've been wondering. Hard at work? Lost to the warp?

No, no no. They've been in my tender care. [Obligatory, rolling villainous chuckle; confident in his smugness.] All this time.

You are to head straight to the med bay and engage your grav couches. Any resistance will be met with force. I have measures in place to protect myself -- do not test my patience, captives!

I am doing you all a favor. I'm not pretending to be your friend while assembling a team of close operatives to insinuate into key positions like the good Captain Kirk is while suggesting that we let someone feed on you, nor am I silent like Ward and Resnik in the depths of the ship. I'm giving you what the captain must: Someone to hate, while he does something no one else would:

Act!

No, go to the med bay! It's the only clear path you'll have. Any other places will be met with resistance... And I don't want to have to start destroying important facilities to cow you into submission, either.

But I will.

[He rises, flourishes.]

Thirty minutes. Grav couches. Don't squander it.

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Seriously? [Come on. You want to support this guy?]

[He give a shrug. He doesn't support him. He's going to use him.]

He's taken over the ship for us, mate. If he can keep it, all we've gotta do is take it from him.

He didn't take it over for us. He took it over, and now we have to bend to his whims, or risk destruction. Not that he could really do it, but it's the thought that counts.

[Sighs.] How close will you be getting to him?

Aye, but by sidin' with him, I ain't gotta bind to his whims, do I?

[He grins before giving a shrug.]

I ain't gotta a clue, mate.

But if he manages to keep it, I'll shoot him and then we'll have control of the ship. If he can't, then we'll know how he did it, what not t'do, and who t'take care of before we even start.

[Think like a pirate man, really.]

[...Megamind idly wonders if they realize he has control of the communication hubs. Guess not.]

[What even is technology?]

[In his defense... he hasn't been a pirate for very long. But he grins, just a little, because, well. This is all rather amusing.]

He won't keep it. You and I both know that. But if you need me for anything... I'm going to straighten out the mess he's made with the showers. I prefer to be far away from the shooting when it happens.

[He gives a nod at that.]

With everyone against him? Honestly, I'd be surprised if he lasted the day. But y'gotta think of all possibilities, mate.

[He tips his hat at that.]

Fair enough, mate. Try not t'get hurt. Can't do mutiny without you, mate.

[AKA he likes you, don't die.]

That, and he's kind of funny looking. [Balthier believes that if you look the part... you are the part.]

Can't do it without you, either, my friend.

[Jack gives a smirk of amusement. Looking the part is important, but having the confidence to act the part is just as important as well. And well, Jack has enough confidence to spare.]

He's blue. Anyone with blue skin ain't a leader.

[At least they agree on that.] Absolutely not. He could never wear any other color besides black.

[Jack has to think about this for a minute because fashion? What the fuck does he know about that?]

I guess your right, mate. I ain't thoughta that.

He also can't wear a proper pirate's hat. The head is just a smidge too big.

[He gets some amusement out of that.]

If you can't wear a pirate hat, then you ain't fit t'be a leader.

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