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 bit his lip, if he brought this man to the Evil Lair he’d need to run it by Anna and Minion first. It would be easier in a more neutral location… maybe at one of the secondary lairs. He’d just need a bit to have one freshened up a bit from its disuse as anything other than storage. But the one he had in mind was fairly well stocked for emergency use. 

Making a mental note of what he’d need to have the Brain Bots do in prep, Syx told the devil before him to location. This way he wasn’t giving out his main home… just in case. Looking at Zagam with a more appreciative eye as he got used to the gothic horned angle look, he hummed, “Next Friday evening? Dinner and I’ll show you my toy collection,” he said mostly referring to his stored bots and inventions, “Deal?”

The devil tilted his head and raised his left eyebrow, observing how Syx began to think hardly about his past offer. There is a huge chance he just plans to take it back, regreting the invitation after discover his true nature. Which is understandable….

“Syx…” he thought in tell him that they can leave it for the next time but the blue alien already fixed a date. He smiles softly and nods once with the head. – “Would be nice, yes. I’ll see you on friday. and one advice, don’t use the *deal* word with other demons. might be a little troublesome.” he chuckles  lightly. “where we shall meet?”

“Ah… I’ll keep that in mind,” Syx smiled wryly at his mistake, “It’s in the industrial district. An old fire station,” he gave the street address, “It’s covered in graffiti, but the wall you’re looking for will be marked with a sideways blue six and ‘go away’,” he narrowed his eyes, “I’ll put out the entrance mat too… the door is holographically camouflaged.”