The little blue boy blinked up at the blond woman. He shook his head vigorously no and put his fingers to his mouth in a shush motion. He was hiding from Daddy. Games were fun, even with Daddy’s mustache bristled.
Syx nodded, “The rules Wayne and I have used for years are thus: No going after family. No danger to non-combatants. Miss Ritchi is never put in real danger. No harassing or fights unless provoked. No busting into the Lair. Respect for privacy. No implicating non-combatants in illegal activity resulting from the game. No more than one fight per month. Everyone involved may call Time-Out. Time-Out will be respected by all parties.”
He paused at the last bit, eyeing the blue hero, “This part was more unspoken than explicitly stated, but Wayne always turned a blind eye to my efforts to clean up the areas the cops can’t touch. The cops don’t go into these neighborhoods and you know it. Someone has to do something and punching a few muggers all vigilante style doesn’t do shit.”
All rules she recognized, save the last. Megamind had used them herself. “Of course, those are fair enough.” She’s watching Syx carefully; at least that much had survived between worlds.
“Avoiding anything with underhanded health effects, as well.” Being poisoned once had been more than enough, and Megamind wasn’t willing to repeat the experience. Even at the hands of one of her doubles.
Syx blinked, “I never use poisons,” he cringed, “Psycho does too much of that. My only research into them has been more to combat his. Besides anything airborne or water born is too hard to control. It would be far too easy for it to accidentally effect noncombatants or have long lasting and unforeseen consequences.”
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.
Hovering his fingers over the drawing Syx, was in awe, “Lovely as always.”
She always offered and each time it was harder to say no. He had two scars he’d love to hide permanently. That wouldn’t work with the holowatch active… and she’d always known him like this. He was loath to show himself. To have their casual friendship change. It would have to; if she knew.
Shifting in his seat Syx wondered, “Have you done any sleeves?”
Paige couldn’t help the slight flush of her cheeks at his seemingly casual compliment, her smile growing just a bit shy at it. Reaching forward, she took the paper back and set it gently onto her work space before returning her attention to her friend.
“Sleeves? I haven’t done an entire one by myself, but I would love to someday. I’ve added to sleeves, covered up some.. but never did an entire one,” she explained easily. She had actually worked on a couple designs for some, in hopes that someday somebody would come in to request one.
Or even in the hopes that somebody would look through her book, look through the designs she had drawn up, and request it themselves.
Syx pulled his legs up into the chair, “I’ve always liked the look of them.”
He idly ran his hands over his forearms as he crossed his arms, “Something that would be a continuous design from palm to elbow,” accidentally making a request before he realized it.
In the scuffle of arms and legs Syx snarled with a wild predatory grin. The kind reserved solely for other criminals. As her leg came up, by accident or design, it hit him square between the legs. Syx hissed at the hard connect, but her leg found nothing more than if she’d kicked a woman there.
Rolling out of the tangle and getting his feet under him, Megamind dropped into a defensive crouch. Green eyes narrowed at her, “Threats are for games, games have rules. These are my streets. You want to play games, you respect my rules. If you don’t, then well…” a truly evil grin spread over his face, “Surely you know the sort of toys I throw at Metro Man. How well do you think you’d last against something that can make an invulnerable man pause?”
The hum of brain bots filled the air, a small swarm of six fanning out around them.
Thrusting herself up from the ground with the staffs help, her dignity retrived Al observing Megamind with intense interest. Pressing lips shut not to smirk too big with eyes shining, feeling double the exitement sense Hot Flash and still raising Megs acting wicked. “Rules…?” She contain breath, wincing faint for the bruice on her back but ignore it. “Oh Yes, i have long wanted to know of those. Please tell and if they make sense maybe we wont have to test your toys stability blowing up.”
If only the world would stop spinning, supressed memories throbbing in the back of Alixons mind longer she watched this blue face, no question about it. Megamind was a huge trigger.
“Hum?” Sudden snapping pink gaze around just now noticing the brainbots surrounded them, and her evil smile shouldnt be bigger going from ear to ear as rational thinking roared, get your head straight! “So it were your children you called before..”
Megamind regripped the shock gun, the charge built back up in case he needed it, trying to ignore the sting from the staff blow and kicks. Those would definitely be bruises later.
“No casualties amongst citizens in my protected areas, my turf. DO NOT rob or threaten my protected businesses. Wars and vast destruction stay away from heavily populated territory. You want to fight with a hero, you call him out and let the cops clear the battlefield. You do NOT threaten family. You do not threaten children,” he ground his teeth as he snapped out the last, “Rapists, serial killers, and pedophiles will never be tolerated. E v e r.”
Looking her dead in the eye, Megamind out with his finger in the air a sideways 6. With a deep breath, he explained, “The mark you’ll know my territory in. In blue paint or on a plaque. It will be everywhere that is mine.”
[TXT: I haven’t been online shopping for the last 6 hours, don’t tell lies lol ]
[TXT: You do that indeed. 😉 ]
[TXT: Right. No choking. That is perfectly acceptable. Though it really makes me want to inflict pain on that ex for causing you such distress. ]
[TXT MSG: He came home the next day to find all his possessions on the lawn minus the gifts I bought him including a few cars so he got his ]
[TXT MSG: I love ties. They come in such lovely colors and can be very handy when you need a bit of restraint. As I recall you threatened to shove mine in my mouth when I was being sassy the first time we met ]
[TXT: Good. ]
[TXT: You do make them look good my tempting captive. Though I do feel in your mouth or around your wrists, they’d look so much prettier. ]
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