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[ When the screen zaps on, there's a man that no one's ever possibly seen on campus before. He appears to be outside hiding under a tree, laptop in his lap and trying to keep out of the smoldering summer Sun. Though with the state he's in that's visible, sharp blue hair piercing against the light skin of his shoulders and collar bone (all burnt pink), maybe he is familiar if you were paying attention at prom...

He looks pretty distressed, though, and when he speaks, it's with some tinge of anger. ]

Who just leaves those stupid balls just lying around?! Who does that?! I ran right into one. RIGHT. INTO. ONE.

[ Fingers start to tear into the thick locks of azure spikes, green eyes on the verge of ripening to red. ]

I can't find anymore! I went lookin' as soon as it happened, but they're all gone!

[ Which means he's probably been running around naked as the day he was born, but what does he care? He needs out of this body NOW.

By the end of his outburst, he's crossed between looking upset and looking annoyed. ]

Thiiiissss is not cool. AT ALL. [ He touches his shoulder. ] ow.

[ ooc: Remember last month on personals when I said I would do that open log to rack up some CR? hi there. Just gonna network it.

Just fyi: totally okay with action instead of other medias. ]

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... First and foremost, put some clothes on.

[GROANS not agaiiiiiiiiiiin]

Shadow!!

[ Sonic's hands lash forward, digits gripping the screen as he gazes into the camera like the other voice had been missing for years. He ignores his suggestion to give a better one.]

Go grab me another one'a those things! Okay? [ Can you deny that hopeful smile on his face? Can you, Shadow? CAN YOU? ]

Hn. You will have to excuse me for a moment.

[APPARENTLY NOT. He shuts the voice feed off, and for a few moments, he's gone.

... Then, he returns, this time with a video feed and an empty inventory.]

I cannot seem to find any.

[OOPS LOL?]

[ ...

DOES.

NOT.

COMPUTE.

Seriously, his brain is not even processing the fact there's nothing in Shadow's possession to change him back.]

I don't get you right now.

Edited 2012-07-03 14:57 (UTC)

... How can you not get me?

[Quirking an eyebrow.] Resetti tossed a Smash Ball at me in a spontaneous fit this morning. If I could turn back, I would have by now.

Shadow.

[ Woah, Sonic was lookin' kind of... scary. ]

You didn't leave that stupid thing in the ground like a land mine, didja? Are you getting me back for the balloons? Is that it? Is that why you're holdin' out?

[ This had to be a trick. HAD TO BE A BAD PRANK.

Uggggh, he felt so helpless and slow and squishy and slow and jeez god what was the Sun going backwards across the sky and did he mention everything felt slow? ]

Implying that I care that the incident even happened anymore, are we...?

[a.k.a no bro. It's no joke.

IT'S NO USE.]

[ Sonic just gave him a long hard stare, eyes slightly narrowed. ]

Maybe.

Y'aren't exactly known for letting things go.

And yet I can easily make exceptions.

[He was definitely returning that stare with one of his own. God, friends or not, this hedgehog got so grating sometimes...]

[ Sonic rolled his eyes and waved his hand at the screen - and smacked it.

OW. LONGER LIMBS. Cripes.

He shook it off. ]

Alright, alright. If looks could kill, right?

[ A small smile crosses him. ]

So... what do we do about this, then?

[SIGH. Of course. Go on, Sonic, be a dunce. Just do that, yes.]

Need I repeat myself?

[He shakes his head.]

Come here. I will let you borrow some clothes. [Then, his gaze sharpens.] `Borrow.`

[ His nose wrinkles a bit. ]

I don't wanna borrow clothes. I want my body back.

[ But seeing as whining about it was getting him no where fast, he grunts. ]

Fine. But it's gonna take me foreeeeeevvvveeeerrr to get there.

[ Probably more like a five minute walk when dragging his stuff around, but TOO. LONG. ]

You have no other choice but to face reality and accommodate to it. Deal with it.

[He is not about to listen to Sonic groaning and griping all day, thank you very much.]

...

And a five minute walk is not `forever`, you impatient brat.

Shut up.

[ It does only take about five minutes, but it isn't much of a pleasant trip. He's back in the Sun, skin already burnt red from having done his naked search before hitting the network in desperation.

Computer under one arm, socks tucked into shoes dangling off his fingers, he whacks Shadow's door with his knuckles. ]

HEEEEEEEEEY.

[And there goes any trace of peace.

Shadow grimaces, setting down the book he was reading (this one, for the curious) and scooting his desk chair. He steps over to answer him, but not without long, silky, satin robe in hand, a deeper red than even his quills.

The door opens.

As soon as it does, he flings the robe into his face.]

Come in, and put that on.

Oof!

[ Well, he doesn't. He wiggles his toes, then just walks in with the robe hanging off his head, unable to see a thing. ]

Like what you've done with the place. Very... solid red. [ He reaches up to run his fingers against the fabric. ] And smooth.

Edited 2012-07-05 18:04 (UTC)

...

[SIGH. Of course. Of course he would.

...

Why exactly is he friends with him again?!]

Put the damn thing on.

[ He pulls it off his head with a brief laugh, walking to Shadow's desk to put his technology down and drop his shoes to the ground. He slips the robe on with a soft hiss, the cool fabric gliding along his skin an unexpected source of pain before it comes over as relief.

He holds his arms up loosely at both his sides, looking down at the garb as its spreads away from his body. It was so fancy. He didn't feel right in it for that reason alone! ]

How come yer just sittin' around doin' nothin'? Don't you wanna change back?

[Shadow looks back to Sonic, glancing over to him in general as he assumes that, with that subtle hissing of fabric, his private areas are covered.

Um, nope. Robe isn't tied.

And so Shadow flips his head away and frowns even deeper than before.

... Perhaps his cheeks are a bit red, too.]

You are supposed to tie it shut.

Ah, who cares?

I've never worn clothes before!

[ Well, it's true, aside from his socks, shoes, and gloves. Maybe a gauntlet once. ]

[Hey, Sonic?

Shadow cares.

He does not want to see your sperm-dongle dangling about in his room, thanks.

~~or does he~~]

...

In this form, you are not sheathed. At least put as much effort as covering...

[He gestured lowly, his head twitching to the side as he tried not to even spare it a glance.] ... your assets.

[ Sonic looked down at himself, nose wrinkling up. ] Oh, yeah... I guess that's true.

[ But now it's starting to register...

tick...

tick..

tick. ]

WOAH!

[ He quickly slams both side of the robe shut, tying the sash so tight around his waist he actually gasped. ]

Alright. Cool.

[ Oh, his face was a bit hot. How did he not think of that?! ~~Idiot.~~ ]

[H... a. Good. Very good.

Shadow averts his eyes, or rather, his entire being in general. He knows his own face must be heating up, too. It has to be.]

... Finally, it seems that you understand.

Well, yeah. Just... [ He brushes his palm against his cheek as if that would cause his sudden embarrassment to cease fire. He opts to go plant his ass on the bed that Shadow had been kicking him off of not too long ago. Huh. He wondered for about a second how he'd feel now. ]

Either way, I don't plan on needin' clothes. This isn't gonna happen again.

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