𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙾𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴

No, I don't. It's just my quills.

[He's half porcupine after all.]

No.

He wanted to SO badly it took all he had to push past that wall, and when he did.

He embraced the old man. He was gentle, as gentle as he could. He didn't want to hurt him.

Hurt anyone.

—And that's all he's willing to give to that blasted organization.

“ I am the ultimate prototype, but to be fair, it was how you held yourself that tipped me off.

Such discipline and control you exuded, it could only be a soldier.

And as much as I despise them. I must give credit where credit is due. “

—

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݁ ⠀ ͟ ༼⠀. ⸝⸝ 𝐒𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙸𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝑳𝖠͟𝖬𝖡.

He didn't realize he was moving forward until he pulled himself back.

To hear that. It triggered something, something he thought that died long ago.

That childish need to seek comfort.

“ Thank you. “

He folded his arms, the smallest smile present on his features. “ If I had a ring for everytime that someone said that to me. I would have enough to see the stars again. “ There it was that playful sass.

He found it relieving that it didn't trigger that tiny knot of insecurity.

; temp pinned

Suddenly it clicked.

She, in fact, didn't. This was a chance meeting between two people from different paths, and she happened to cross his.

He bowed his head then as a form of acknowledgment.

Live and learn.

He lifted his head to stare at Charles, not Gerald, and the kind, sincere face of the elder hog.

“ I believe you. “ What his words gave wasn't reassurance but that little bit of faith.

—“ You're around me and work for an organization that has blood on their hands and skeletons in the closet. “

He was confused at this, a confusion he kept hidden.

Ah, that explained it. From his view, at least, he guessed she wasn't aware of him.

But, she looked too sharp not to…?

Either way, he would guard himself if she made a move.

—

—“ You have some nerve coming here, Agent. “ There was that cool seriousness from him but also that hint of annoyed sass.

Seeing her finally glance at him made the hybrid stop sliding to a halt. Being only a few feet away from the G.U.N. agent. He peered at her sternly, noting but holding no care for the cold, empty expression.

—

—He didn't sense any contempt but nor was he eager to chatter with
one who was a part of the same organization that imprisoned him and used him for 50 years.

With the sudden sensation of watchful eyes, it didn't take him long to realize who.

But, instead of stopping he continued his training. He wanted to see if she’d do anything and if not, perhaps leave?—

I see...

Well... At least you 'attempted'

Not many can say that.

He's running and not using his jet skates, no less; unsurprisingly, he's not as fast without them.

Despite that, he's trying.

How on Gaia's green did this happen??

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"I'm not a god anymore, I gave that up. But I will I fight for my love. This ends here!”

#sonicrp | #bskyrp | #sonicoc

𝐈'𝐦 𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐬

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mary 🔔

i want to yap about douchebag. things i haven't really said before about her.

" ...You are a sad pathetic creature...

I pity you. "