💙 (any of my muses :) You can pick)

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

With his holowatch firmly in place and activated, Syx strode into the small tattoo parlor wearing his most often used dark skinned face. His afro filling a portion of the space his blue head did in order to help the disguise generator. He found that the less the watch had to drastically fabricate the more realistic the disguise and the longer the charge lasted. Generating flowing hair and clothing he wasn’t actually wearing stressed the-the algorithms in the watch and increased the likelihood he’d end up looking like a CGI character come to life. 

Smoothing out his leather jacket, Syx grinned at his uncle and leaned against the counter. Chatting about business and news since he’d been in prison. Passing on messages from those who were still inside. 

Noticing Paige coming in he gave her a little wave, heading over toward her and plopping down in her tattoo chair as if he hadn’t turned down every offer she’d ever made to give him one. He flashed her a wide charming smile, green eyes shining. 

“Draw up anything new while I was gone?” he always adored seeing her sketches for her designs. 

Syx jerk awake violently at the scream, heart racing. Falling bodily out of the chair, he hit his head on the way down, “OW! My giant blue head!”

Curled over, he cradled his cranium on the floor, “damnit,” coming out in a soft whisper. Straightening and looking toward the source of the scream, the blue alien tried to recall what had even happened last night. His memories where haze and disjointed, the bags under his eyes showing how badly he’d slept.

Finally recognizing the woman before him. He must have come to see his Uncle Mickey. It made more sense than the vague recollection of being chased by living shadows and haunting looking mannequins. He murmured, “Oh… heeey… Paige, I don’t suppose you know how I… got here?”

Giant blue… what? Oh dear God.. 

Paige stared at Megamind in obvious shock, her light brown eyes wide and her mouth gaping open. She didn’t really care that she was staring at the man.. the man who her mind was beginning to realize sounded a whole lot like Syx… and his eyes? 

“..Syx..?” She managed to croak out, her breathing shallow “..But.. I..” she shook her head, closing her eyes against the oddity that she saw before her. “No.. no impossible. You just sound like him.”

“Wha…” Syx blinked at her reaction, his blue face going pale. Looking down at his spike gloved hands he his, “Oh shit! Don’t look at me!”

Scrambling up to his feet he looked frantically for his watch and failing that to hide. Finding no options in the small room and with his heart hammering, Syx slumped back against the cupboards. Eyeing her wearily, he tentatively responded, “Y-yes?”