Right when that outburst starts, Megamind’s own Brainbots hover closer to her, fully defensive and prepared to protect her if need be. She herself doesn’t look happy, de-gun again trained on Syx.
“You will not.” she responds quickly, not at all willing to have someone else move in and cause problems.
Syx narrowed his eyes at her, “I refuse to let my city fall back into chaos,” his voice low and dangerous, lacking the flair of his public persona, “It took me far too long to beat down the rogue elements, to halt Psycho, to turn this city into something more then a corrupt cesspit! I will not stand idly by and let it fall to chaos again! I don’t care if you think yourself a hero or a villian,” he growled, every inch the man that had grown up in the high security prison yard, “Metrocity is mine.”
Finger now resting on the de-gun’s trigger, she’s giving a narrow eyed look to Syx. “No it is not.” Megamind repeats firmly, pulling back on the trigger just enough for the action to be a warning. There’s a grimace on her face after the mention of Psycho Delic, more than familiar with the name. “You’ve had dealings with that one as well, I see.”
The last part is more to herself than anything else, a statement rather than a question.
Syx took a deep breath and tried to calm his temper, he really didn’t want to end up in jail again yet. It would throw of his plans. Taking another breath he held up his hands, “Yes I have dealt with Psycho and I’m the only reason his drugs stay out of the low income school. The only reason this neighborhood used to have a thriving local grocery,” he pointed at an abandoned building, “And low income apartments and streets that aren’t pockmarked! If this isn’t my territory then whose is it? Because they are doing a shit job of caring for the people who live here! The Scotts don’t do shit for this city except make the wage inequality worse. Metro Man is nothing but a pretty face that saves babies from burning buildings. I’m the reason Metrocity was anything and I refuse-,” he felt on the verge of a breakdown. It would be so hard to start over again. His head throbbed, “I worked so hard… to make it good…”
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