Mad King

Peake listens to Ryan’s story with wide eyes. “That’s awful,” he murmurs to himself, scratching his jaw as he thinks over Ryan’s words. On one hand, he was always told not to trust the Mad King, but on the other hand, he seems so sincere. Peake’s not gullible, but at the same time, he might just be a bit too trusting, especially after hearing a sob story like that. Besides, the Mad King is a hero now… right?

“I’ll help.” Peake says as Ryan starts to turn away. He reaches out for the man, but quickly stops himself and regains his composure. “But you have to listen to me when we’re traveling. One wrong step and you might end up in Russia.” The warning comes with a straight face, and Peake waits for a moment before sighing.

“Let me get on my costume, and then we’ll go. Any other information you have to tell me? Like a more definite location, how dangerous this is going to be, etc.? And how can I help these women?”

Bingo. A devilish smirk finally makes it's way onto his face but it immediately switches to a kind smile as he turns back around towards him. Hook line and sinker he believed him. It was amazing what you could possibly do when you knew your way with pretty words. "I promise, I will follow every safety order you give me and you won't regret this." 

He clears his throat, swallowing back the excitement he felt rush up his spine at the prospect of brutally murdering a man he's been hunting down for months. Finally he can finish him. "There's a few others inside, couple of men with guns but since I can heal myself fairly easily, it comes in handy with melee fighting which means I can handle them by myself. Honestly I just need you to get me inside. Once inside I'll take care of everything else while you wait at the place you dropped me off at." He couldn't risk the other coming into contact with his target, now could he?

“Oh really,” Lindsay raised an eyebrow “so your saying if I went to James he would say the same? Ryan, you are a shit liar.” she gave a sigh. Not a frustrated one, or even annoyance, more tired. ‘seriously you can’t just keep scaring the living shit out of people Ryan.

She knew well that Ryan wasn’t what people considered good, but he could be she was sure of it. Didn’t matter in what sense of word good he was, but he was she wouldn’t be friends with him if he wasn’t. Or maybe she was lying to herself, but it didn’t matter.

He released a long drawn out sigh, head falling to rest in his hand that positioned itself neatly on his desk. "Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay...It was a mere joke. I wasn't actually going to lay harm to him I assure you. I just thought it'd be fun to mess with him a bit." He shrugs. "Get him used to my style."

Ryan was acting a bit… off, but not in a way that put Matt off, per say. It was obvious that this so-called King wasn’t exactly the best when it came to conversations that involved small talk or things outside of his realm of expertise. But Matt understands: he isn’t the best when it comes to talking to others, either. So he lets it slide, chalking it up to weariness and other small mitigating factors.

At the mention of helping with something, Matt cocks an eyebrow and leans against the counter. “Help you how?” He asks, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment. “If you’re talking about teleportation through mirrors, it’s dangerous for me to bring someone.”

He was listening to him. Bought the whole act and Ryan couldn't help but internally grin to himself as his outside demeanor continued to protray the absolute opposite. It was dangerous huh? Ryan was never one to care about the dangers involved with things. Especially when it came to what he wanted. "I see...I was going to ask that mainly because there's a bit of an issue I've been having with a Job I'm on currently." Good start Ryan, but you just need to give it a bit of sustenance and make this man buy it.

"There's this old Factory on the edge of town that I've been trying to get into all day but it seems the person I'm after is a mutant as well..." He entangles his fingers into his hair. "As I can't get inside it and if I don't, I'm afraid of what could happen to the amount of women he kidnapped. I was going to come back here to do a little research, or as much as I possibly could on force fields, but meeting up with you was just some lucky break I guess."

If there’s anything Lindsay learned while sharing a desk with Ryan, it was how to handle him.  There was nothing he could say or do that would make her freak out or even cause the slightest of surprise. It was just damn near impossible.Though not everyone knew Ryan like she did, so whenever he freaked somebody out she was quick to go get it straighten out. He wasn’t a bad guy, well not always.

Lindsay walked into the achievement hunter office and made a beeline straight to Ryan’s desk. “Ryan, if you want to make friends you need to stop scaring them away.” She said when had gotten to his desk, leaning up against it. Her tone was serious but her lips were tugged up in a smile.