Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.

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“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.

Syx blushed at that, “I would call them toys but I doubt the city does,” he looked out around them, it still made him nervous being out without being disguised. He was twitching to turn his watch on, not that anyone seemed to care about him being blue, “Normally the things I make are… on a much grandeur scale,” he did like showing off though, lived for it really.

Zagam tried to reach for the small bot to caress the border with a fonger still curious for the materials it was made of, his attention was also on the blue man who face blushed in a funny purple tone. He likes when people does that for a simple comment. 

“Do you have those  here exposed? If they are as amazing as this one here I pretty much would love to see them”

The little bot twirled and bobbed, the A.I. was simple but Syx always made his bots playful and the little creation enjoyed the attention.

Syx laughed awkwardly, “If I brought out any of my larger creations I’m afraid it would shut down the block and draw unwanted attention,” he rocked on his heels, “Quite a bit of my old stuff has been collected over the years, I believe I heard they were going to make a museum?” 

He frowned lightly, “I think the museum might already exist now…” though it was likely filled with a different Megamind’s work, he was still struggling to fully wrap his head around the multiverse thing.