Syx howled in pain, clinging tightly to his beloved Anna. He couldn’t cry, not like humans, yet his eyes filled with unshed tears. Inner eyelids blinking them away and blurring his vision. His face flushed as he rubbed against her, seeking comfort. It had been the hardest decision he’d ever made. Ripping his heart to shreds and leaving him a mess. It was right and needed. It was horrible and he was a monster. Nessisary to move on. Regretted instantly. Heartache overcame him.
Anna didn’t know just what was going on, wasn’t sure why Syx was reacting the way he was.. but she didn’t question it for now. She knew that now was not the right time to try to question him, to try to make him speak of what was upsetting him so much. All she did for now, was embrace him with her whole body, one leg wrapped around his, her arms wrapped firmly around his torso as her hand cupped the back of his head to keep him pressed close to her.
She made soft soothing noises in the back of her throat as she rocked her love back and forth in smooth, rhythmic motions, her hand moving up and down his back as she did so.
She knew not that long ago their roles had been reversed.. she had been the broken one, the one resting in his arms, the one in desperate need of comfort.. she recalled how patient he had been for her, despite how it was effecting him at the time. She recalled just how amazing he had been..
She did everything she could to make sure that he knew he was loved.. for now, it was all she would do. For now, simply being here is what she would be for him..
It didn’t take long, not as long as it would have before she came into his life, for Syx to start talking. Quick;y enough that it shocked Minion greatly. Seeing as his duty as shoulder to cry on was now a shared duty, he slipped out of sight to let his Sir and Ma’am talk. He kept an ear turned to the conversation, though.
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Curled in Anna’s arms on the leather sofa, Syx sniffled. Rubbing their forehead together he sought every bit of comfort he could, “I… I broke up with Wayne. I had to,” he hiccuped and rubbed his nose, “No more dating, no more battles… what am I suppose to be without him?” he felt pathetic, yet…
“but I couldn’t… just keep going on like that,” Wayne’s jealousy had been eating away at him for too long and as much as he loved his hero… he couldn’t, wouldn’t, give up the other people in his life.
The blue women snorted amused, pushing yellow shades back with her digits before leaned forward near pushing the notebook’s page she just written on to Meg’s nose. (not wanting to get zapped) “Don’t be such a scardy cat.. Everything interesting isn’t about you..” She snickered. GET – Oil – Baby powder – Diapers – Frocen salmon – 3 plant pots – New note book
It was a shopping list.
Now she was just teasing him! Huffing and smacking the list away from himself, Megamind glared at her.
Then the list registered. She had a kid. A baby. Crossing his arms, he told her, “The part with not messing with families or kids applies to everyone. I won’t ever harass your family if they are non-combatants.”
With his holowatch firmly in place and activated, Syx strode into the small tattoo parlor wearing his most often used dark skinned face. His afro filling a portion of the space his blue head did in order to help the disguise generator. He found that the less the watch had to drastically fabricate the more realistic the disguise and the longer the charge lasted. Generating flowing hair and clothing he wasn’t actually wearing stressed the-the algorithms in the watch and increased the likelihood he’d end up looking like a CGI character come to life.
Smoothing out his leather jacket, Syx grinned at his uncle and leaned against the counter. Chatting about business and news since he’d been in prison. Passing on messages from those who were still inside.
Noticing Paige coming in he gave her a little wave, heading over toward her and plopping down in her tattoo chair as if he hadn’t turned down every offer she’d ever made to give him one. He flashed her a wide charming smile, green eyes shining.
“Draw up anything new while I was gone?” he always adored seeing her sketches for her designs.
There was a strong longing in Syx’s eyes as she spoke, a soft smile spreading across his face. Before his eyes dropped to his brown hands. His fake hands. Face falling, Syx pulled his hands into his lap, fidgeting, “It wouldn’t work…”
Paige paused when his expression shifted, feeling as if he suddenly looked almost.. defeated? Frowning, she shifted to come closer to him, putting a hand on his forearm in a gentle touch that she didn’t really think about until the action was already done.
“Why not?” She asked, frowning softly. The concern for his sudden shift in attitude was clear in her expression, her pink hair slipping from behind her ear to fall into her face
-Because the holowatch won’t project your ink work. Because you’d be tattooing my skin and never see it. Because if you knew I was blue you likely wouldn’t be my friend because you’re normal, with a normal life.-
Syx closed his eyes against the harsh thoughts. Blowing out a breath he said, “This skin of mine doesn’t take ink well,” not a lie, not really, “It wouldn’t show up right.”
“Ha! Well what are you waiting for then?” Megamind gave the Crimson Fucker the come at me fingers from the piolet seat of the Spider Bot, “Come on an hit me if you’re able.”
Damnit! Megamind watched her sail up and over the glob of glue the gun spat out. Verticle opponents were so much more frustrating to hit. Still, he had plenty of practice fighting Metro Man and the hell cat couldn’t fly.
With a clamor of metal on concrete, the Spider Bot shot to the side and away from her shot, the fire splashing over the legs.Far closer to hitting then he was comfortable with.
Swinging the cannon around again, Megamind fired off three shots toward her and where he hoped she’d be.
Unfortunately for the hell cat, it was damn near impossible to change where she landed once she was in the air.. but she’d be damned if she didn’t try. The goop had caught her one foot, forcing her to put the vast majority of her weight on the other to keep her from falling entirely.
Snarling at Syx, her lips twisted in a sort of snarl, smoke visibly beginning to rise off her form.. but they were in far too public of an area for her to go full out. If there was anything that they had in common, is that neither of them wanted to involve the general public when it came to a fight.
Even in a more remote place as they were in, Emma wouldn’t risk it. So she kept her fire to herself, concentrating it instead to keep to her body.. and a moment later her entire form burst into black flames. She raged it as hot as she could, hoping to melt the goop that covered her foot and rendered her immobile.
“Oh take a chill pill!” Megamind swore at her when he saw the fire, the reek of burning glue quickly filling the air. The special glue blackened and blistered in the heat. Before it could burn away completely he fired several more shots at her, trying to smother her fire and coat her in glue.
“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.
“The demon? I have no idea,” Syx frowned trying to recall what the old witch told him since it seemed it would be very relevant now. He closed his eyes, arms crossed and pursed his lips, “Never said where it came from. Messed up Psycho pretty bad, possession of some kind. They kicked it out and it left. Whatever it was it scared Flash enough that she bothered to spread word through the underground and tell me in person,” he glanced at the devil beside him, “That’s all I ever learned of it.”
He pointedly left out large pieces of info including the book on combating magic the witch had given him. Not lying as much as half truths. Show enough cards to continue the game, but never reveal them all.
– Zagam rolls his eyes disappointed for the type of demon they faced. “A poor devil for what you are saying. Demons just fall into possession when they are weak or otherwise needs to steal information from the person they possess and the people it knows. They maybe faced a small soldier.” Zagam lost interest in that but the names Syx mentioned were now more points for questions. – “Who is Flash?”
Syx just shrugged, he knew little about demon’s but he filed the information away to think on later, “Hot Flash, she’s the main fire wielder of the Doom Syndicate. You can’t miss her. Hot pink hair that’s always exciting and on fire,” he waved his fingers over his head as a demonstration, “She’s not bad really, as long as she’s in a good mood. I get along with her better than the others.”
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