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The world around her slowly came into view. Bit by bit, everything around her came into focus.. the buildings, the sky above her.. and a very very odd looking blue skinned… person? What in the hell was that? Lyn’s ears turned backwards immediately, though the action made her acutely aware of the fact that her head was absolutely pounding with the worst kind of pain, becoming aware of a rather pathetic sounding sound filling the air. It stopped when she swallowed, quickly making her realize it was her that sounded so pathetic.
“…The fuck’er yooou?” she prompted, aware that an accent was thick on her tongue. The combination of pain and the complete lack of memory had the accent she was born with coming forward in full force. It was a sort of variation of Irish, from the sounds of it. As she spoke, she reached up to push whoever the blue man was away from her, growling as she tried to sit up
Megamind froze. He’d slid out of the giant mech he’d been fighting in when he’d heard the crunch. When she’d stopped moving. The fight had been brutal. It always was when they really fought… but he didn’t want her dead. She was… important… and Psycho would kill him. Dropping down, Syx reached for her bloody form, face paling at the sight of the damage.
Getting suddenly pushed away wasn’t the surprise. They’d been fighting, that was to be expected. The words, though…
“Ha ha,” he cringed, “Very funny Hell Cat, playing possum is far beneath you. There are far superior ways to fuck with me,” ones that wouldn’t give him a heart attack.
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