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.

never-so-bad:

syx-blue:

never-so-bad:

“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 hesitated, batting his side for his de-gun to assure himself, “Metro Man might show up first but the cops always come afterward. I really have no intention of going to jail today. I have plans.”

Moving along beside Zagam, he continued, “I normally don’t go into a fight with Metro Man unless I’m prepared. I’m hardly a match for him without my tech,” he admitted as he waved a hand at all the destroyed robots on display, “Even the idiot cops I won’t fight without backup. That’s why I built so many bots. One on one? I’ll win easily. I can’t fight even five at once, though. I’m not super human, just intelligent.”

And part of being smart was knowing when to run away. 

“I’m correct in guessing those are limitations that a leader of hell armies doesn’t have when faced with normal humans?” the blue man surmised, “If you get me arrested for your amusement, I won’t forgive you,” he warned.

“please! and stop a handsome officer to check me all.” he smiled playfully but kicked the smile. “Don0t be so dramatic. The police would run away just to see me. and you are with me now. Are you really thinking I’m leaving you all alone and without protection? Please!. I am a devil but not that vain.” he pouts at Syx and moved his hand away  after the blue alien rejected it. 

“Or we can fly away. easy. Don’t get me wrong. I love how you plan everything, but Dear Dorothy, this is not Kansas anymore. You will survive. Trust me”

Syx hummed in thought as he looked around them, “Well hardly any point in this now,” he spun the watch and revealed his true appearance again, “And no, I don’t really trust you. We’ve only just met. I’d be a fool to trust you so easily.”

Still, he moved a bit closer to the devil. He didn’t have the same trust that Zagam did that the cops wouldn’t just open fire when they showed up, “If I’m Dorthy, what does that make you? Glinda?”