the-explosive-existence:

Stumbling back from the stungun’s blister, suprise swooping thrue the bombers pink eyes, aggressive actions not calculated Al already fell when Megamind advanced forward. But instead of attacking Alixon went into deffence, blocking Megs with her staff hard against his chest, holding foe on arm lenghts after grunting hit the dirty ground, tearing up back of her dark grey tank top, reading BOOM!.
“Ouch… Get off blue jerk!” She hiss thrue a sneer still in good mood and getting better. Fighting the only managable dance she knew by heart. “No one can handle threats anymore!” Barking this Al still kept check on his fist’s as raising own leg to kick him away feeling slightly out of place.

In the scuffle of arms and legs Syx snarled with a wild predatory grin. The kind reserved solely for other criminals. As her leg came up, by accident or design, it hit him square between the legs. Syx hissed at the hard connect, but her leg found nothing more than if she’d kicked a woman there.

Rolling out of the tangle and getting his feet under him, Megamind dropped into a defensive crouch. Green eyes narrowed at her, “Threats are for games, games have rules. These are my streets. You want to play games, you respect my rules. If you don’t, then well…” a truly evil grin spread over his face, “Surely you know the sort of toys I throw at Metro Man. How well do you think you’d last against something that can make an invulnerable man pause?”

The hum of brain bots filled the air, a small swarm of six fanning out around them.