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?”
Idly, Lyn wondered why he didn’t simply ask her for a light rather than using his fucking gun.. the weirdo, but then again, what did that make her? She happily ignored the little voice, watching him as he took his sweet ass time answering her question, feigning disinterest.. if Syx was asking her for help, it was likely important. No matter how odd their relationship was and how often she got fucking whip lash from going to being pissed off at him, to fucking him.. he still mattered to her, in some twisted manner.
“A course I know bout him,” she answered, scoffing as she took in another drag. “Its my business ta know. Dad and him have some kind of truce. Why?”
Syx took a drag finally and blew out a puff of smoke, “I’m going to need info on him… and a location to drop something off that needs to go directly to his hands,” he scrubbed a hand over his face, “I don’t want to make this any worse than it is, but at this point war is likely inevitable.”
He glanced up at her to gauge her reaction. Megamind had a truce with both her and her dad’s Doom Syndicate, but part of that was not dragging each other into the others conflicts. So this had to be delicate. The whole thing did really. This could potentially topple and change the criminal underworld and power vacuums lead to more fighting. But he needed his peace with the new Delic to be on his terms and not theirs. If they couldn’t reach a peace… he cringed.
Refocusing on Lyn, he continued, “The package is… very important to him and i need to return it before he starts missing it.”
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