Taking a sip of the odd wine, Syx played with his fork, “Well, to be honest, I haven’t done a whole lot of kidnapping since Wayne and I broke up… there isn’t a possible way that won’t be… well… horribly awkward,” he sighed, sagging in his chair, “but god! I didn’t realize just how much I’d miss it! Not getting sent back to that horrible cell is nice, but just!” he gestured sharply with the fork, using it like a tiny fencing sword, “The thrill! The banter! The adrenaline!”
He sagged, dropping his cheek to the table, “I’ve built so many things with all this new free time, but what’s the point? It did give me the chance test out some new fabric I’m making for Anna. It has to adjust for the shapeshifting after all. That fine detail work is incredibly rewarding when it is finished but it gets so tedious and frustrating when I hit blocks. I just need to- to-” he his hands waved as he sought for the words he couldn’t find, finishing lamely, “expend energy.”
Harrison’s grin widened as he watched his date play with his fork. Yep, Syx was adorable. He let out a happy sigh. “You know my Wayne would love to go toe to toe with you any time. His Megamind is…. well… more reclusive than usual of late. I don’t think they’ve had a proper battle since before Devin was born. You’re not the only one who misses the thrill, the banter, and the adrenaline. Plus I’m always game for a little rope burn from a cute boy.”
He picks up his spoon to get the last ravioli, but instead offers it to Syx to challenge his fork to a swordfight. “You know, you can always go straight it you need something to occupy your mind. Join Shelly and us in the lab sometime. He’s doing amazing work with bioprostheses. We should be ready for clinical trials in a few months.” He thrusts with the spoon, curious to see if his companion will parry.
Syx bit his lip, seriously considering the offer of battling a different Metro Man… it almost felt like cheating on Wayne… but… his had basically disappeared… so… it was alright to branch out? right? A villain needed a hero to oppose him. What even was he without a nemesis.
“En garde,” Syx grinned wickedly and clanged his fork against Harrison’s. Twisting his date’s spoon out of the way in utensil on utensil action, he reached in and snagged Harrison’s ravioli off his plate, “Oh ho ho, that would never work. I’m far too evil,” as he munched on the stole ravioli, he scooped up one from his plate and held it out in offer toward’s Harrison, green eyes dancing playfully.
Though Syx knew himself to be a far different sort of villain from the Doom Syndicate or other true evil sorts… he could never picture himself ever getting along with the cops. He’d much rather be a villain and be on familiar footing, than a rejected hero at constant odds with the law anyway. Besides… this way he could just flip people off and silently pay off the property damage in secret. He had no desire to have to spend even more time with paperwork and loopholes. And though working in the lab with other blue men was tempting… it also sounded far too boring to take up all his time.
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