“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 just shrugged, he knew little about demon’s but he filed the information away to think on later, “Hot Flash, she’s the main fire wielder of the Doom Syndicate. You can’t miss her. Hot pink hair that’s always exciting and on fire,” he waved his fingers over his head as a demonstration, “She’s not bad really, as long as she’s in a good mood. I get along with her better than the others.”
Zagam breaks and released a soft laugh, the simple idea of a lady with pink fire in the head was like the old devil joke. He would kill to see that and wonders also what kind of woman is that.. – “Oh.. i’m sorry. you just told me something funny..” he apologed carefully offering him a lightly smile.
“You told me she is with this Psycho and they are enemies and now that she is not that bad. Do you like her?’”
“Oh dear evil gods,” Syx exasperated, “How do I explain villain politics? We aren’t enemies, more like rivals that don’t see eye to eye of a vast number of issues. The enemy of my enemy is sometimes my friend. Other times you want to punch his stupid teeth into his horrible purple face because he’s a crass bastard with no style!” he ranted, smacking his fist into his open palm, “So yes, I much prefer dealing with Flash then I do Psycho. I have a peace treaty with the group anyway,” he rolled his eyes, “Not that it stops his daughter from harassing me constantly.”