❝Oh ho ho, you have the wrong impression. I get ridden, rarely the reverse. Though my partners in crime will be willing to experiment, I’m sure. But evil doesn’t publish its scientific results so you’ll just have to conduct your own research.❞
❝Yes well, I have yet to convince the Warden that wi-fi is an ess-encial part of my rehabilitation. No doubt you saw my daring escape in the news papers? Once again you may all bask in my devilishly handsome evil.❞
{{ The mun is feeling much better and things have finally calmed down at work. o/ I’m glad to be back }}
Syx chuckled in amusement picturing the young Harrison and his artwork, ❝I learned very early to stick to paper for my drawings but every inch of my cell was covered in drawings.❞
His eyes were just as locked on Harrison but his uncomfortableness with others, made him shift and glance towards the waiter when he heard the footsteps. He always struggled to relax fully when strangers were around.
The sight of the desert had his eyes widening, mouth falling into an ‘o’ of delight, ❝I don’t even know what that is and it looks de-lite-ful.❞
“I have no idea either,” Harrison said, picking up one of the sticks to investigate it further. “Ice cream? We could always explore it together,” he adds with a flirtatious grin, wiggling in closer to his companion. He offers one side of the hammer to Syx and leans in to take a bite out of the other side.
Syx grinned. Initially, he took his end of the frozen treat in hand, a playful glint in his eye. Shifting to face Harrison, he slid one knee innocently up the other man’s inner thigh as he leaned in to take a bite. His devious plan was somewhat stalled as the frozen powder hit his tongue, ❝Oh! Banana?❞
Another bite proved it to be something akin to a banana split it altered form. He hummed in delight as he slid it closer. His grip on his end shifting to let him have a free hand to accidentally touch Harrison’s that was holding the treat as well. To slid those fingers tantalizingly close to his blue lover’s lips even as his knee slid further up. Completely innocently, of course. Eyes hooded, Syx licked powered ice cream from his lips.
As good as it was… he wasn’t sure of the dairy content… so best to refrain from eating too much… last thing he wanted was to have to sprint to the bathroom in the middle of their dancing later.
Giddy at the quick response, Megamind thought over the options and sent back 3 choices with the same bot.
Whichever you prefer: 1. Over cocoa downtown, though unless we got a private room we’d have to speak in code 2. My Uncle’s restaurant Le Coeur Brisé, while closed or in a back room 3. The roof top of the old paint factory between our territories, Minion says he will pack snacks
Syx felt that such plans really should be made over food. As a neutral peace offering as well as the best way to discuss business.
Considering the options, Megamind’s next response takes a bit longer to be decided on. “Either the first or third.” Not recognizing the restaurant’s name erring on the side of caution seemed the best possible choice to make.
She’d still bring her own contingent of Brainbots, naturally.
Being able to talk openly sounded better in his book so he sent her the message back saying what roof he wanted to meet on. After that it was just the matter of selecting an appropriate outfit and making food suggestions to Minion.
At the agreed upon time Syx was already prepared, a table set up by his brain bots. He’d only brought the more advanced models that he’d made sure could tell the difference between him and his alternates. Minion had prepared then an array of pastries and chocolate dipped fruit and Syx had decided to fuck it and had brought wine too because he wanted to make a good impression. He endeavored to make the table setting appear business like and professional as this was a formal interview. For that he’d picked out a suit at first but feared it gave the wrong impression. After going through five outfits he settled on a villain suit with fewer spikes and a more subdued collar. The cut of the shoulder meant to more resemble a suit jacket in the way his cape hung from them. Villain but classy. That’s what he was hoping for anyway. Something to impress his potential new temporary nemesis.
❝Young enough that I couldn’t say more than a few words,❞ Syx’s cheeks lavendered a bit as he laughed, ❝Just over a year and a half. Actually, I was really so to talk… they worried a lot about that,❞ he frowned thoughtfully at his drink, ❝I wonder if it was just the difference in vocal cords or just a species difference…❞
Shaking his head because it wasn’t really something that mattered more than idle curiosity, he dropped his elbow on the table and brushed his knee against Harrison’s as they sat side by side, ❝How about you? What was the most destruction you caused as a tyke?❞
“Well Devin isn’t talking yet either, though he can sign like a pro. I’ll let you know when he finally does,” Harrison offers, always happy to brag about his son. “As for me, gosh, I was never one for blowing things up. Especially not before I was verbal. At that age I wanted to be an artist like my father. I did draw on the walls…. quite a bit actually,” he says with a sheepish grin. “And paint on them. I went through a terribly pretentious abstract phase.”
At that moment the waiter returns and takes their empty entree plates away. If he minds that Harrison has moved his seat, the blue man doesn’t notice. Syx has his complete attention. At least until he sees what is left in its place.
“Ooooooh!!” Harrison squealed, clapping like a small child. “Syx look, deserts!”
Syx chuckled in amusement picturing the young Harrison and his artwork, ❝I learned very early to stick to paper for my drawings but every inch of my cell was covered in drawings.❞
His eyes were just as locked on Harrison but his uncomfortableness with others, made him shift and glance towards the waiter when he heard the footsteps. He always struggled to relax fully when strangers were around.
The sight of the desert had his eyes widening, mouth falling into an ‘o’ of delight, ❝I don’t even know what that is and it looks de-lite-ful.❞
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