Tag: flirty syx

Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.

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“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.

Syx rubbed his hands over his face, “I highly doubt that’s what they will think. Metrocity’s cops in my experience are horrible racists.” 

This whole situation was to beyond his control and it was getting horribly stressful. Syx preferred to go into the unknown armed to the teeth. As it was he was twitchy, every shout or scream hand his hand resting on the handle of his de-gun. 

Trying to keep a calm outward demeanor, Syx eyed the odd man beside him, getting used to the changed appearance, “Toto, is it? I am rather fond of dogs and those horns could hardly be more dangerous than petting my brain bots’ around their spikes.”

-”Really? I never got any negative trait with them.” he shrugged and to be honest he never faced one. All the times he exposed his appearance, never, no one approached to show racism.

The devil breathes a short chuckle, turning to look back at his new company. “Trust me, these have many uses in the mortal world, none unpleasant.” and yes, could be compared to spikes.

“Changing the topic, then I accept your polite invitation. tell me when and where.” He stops close one of the last exhibitions to face the blue man. Smiling fond to him.

Syx bit his lip, if he brought this man to the Evil Lair he’d need to run it by Anna and Minion first. It would be easier in a more neutral location… maybe at one of the secondary lairs. He’d just need a bit to have one freshened up a bit from its disuse as anything other than storage. But the one he had in mind was fairly well stocked for emergency use. 

Making a mental note of what he’d need to have the Brain Bots do in prep, Syx told the devil before him to location. This way he wasn’t giving out his main home… just in case. Looking at Zagam with a more appreciative eye as he got used to the gothic horned angle look, he hummed, “Next Friday evening? Dinner and I’ll show you my toy collection,” he said mostly referring to his stored bots and inventions, “Deal?”