Biting his lip, Syx gave into that horrible little impulse that always caused these issues. Stepping forward he snagged a finger around that bottom button and tugged lightly, “No one said anything about not enjoying it.”
It was a struggle for a moment to recall what he’d come for instead of making an attempt to silence her horrible mouth with his lips, smoke and all. Closing his smoldering green eyes and quelling the kindled fire that always crept up around her… and it was a fiery passion no matter which way it burned on a given day between anger and lust.
Licking his lips, he restarted, “I have a problem I need your assistance with.”
There were few people in this world that Lyn would let touch her so casually.. Syx being one of them, when she was in the proper mood. Luckily enough for him, she was in a relatively good mood, though that didn’t mean that fact could change. Her eyes flashed with a flirty nature, her lips curled as she looked up to him with interest, stepping up against his form without much hesitation in the slightest. She wondered just what he would do.. she could use a good-
Her thoughts derailed when he asked for her help, blinking a couple times in surprise before scoffing. “An’ here I thought we’d have a bit a fun,” she mused, bringing the cigarette to her lips to take another drag with a thoughtful noise.
“Whatcha need, big man?” she prompted, in a good enough mood to at least hear him out for the moment.
Syx took a deep breath and looking around for something to sit on, really only saw her bike nearby… as familiar as they were, he wouldn’t quite dare that. He knew how much she loved that bike and he didn’t blame her.
Sighing he absently pulled out another cigarette himself, Minion could just yell at him later for getting smoke smell in his cape. Lighting it with the tip of the de-gun, he holstered the weapon and just held the cigarette, loosely, “So… do you know about another Psycho Delic in town?”
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