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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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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.

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[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.

You cannot be so certain.

[It's amazing how the contrast is between Sonic's first arrival and now. Previously, he'd forced him out of the bed, annoyance coursing through him, as he didn't want Sonic anywhere near him and his belongings.

Now, albeit with some slight hesitance, Shadow approaches him, his steps steady and without the weight of menacing anger.]

This academy is unpredictable and capricious, at best. This will likely happen again. You should be aware of that much.

[He pauses, biting down so subtly on his inner lip, and then he opts to sit beside him, hearing the bed creak beneath his weight.]

[ He's practically already forgotten the potential consequence of where he's sitting down, grumbling over the fact that... well, what Shadow said was factual at all. ]

I guess... [ He's looking over at his shoes, seemingly grumpy at the sight of them. How.. odd. ] Who the heck just leaves those things lyin' around, though! And if that loud mole could get ahold of one, why can't we?!

You would be surprised at how little any of this makes sense.

[Shadow lowers his eyes, subconsciously to his lap, then to Sonic's, then- woah, woahhhhhhh, back to his own lap again. He's not looking at that, thanks.]

I have to wonder if this is the headmasters' sick way of toying with us.

Proooooob'ly.

[ Sonic lies back on the bed, arms resting behind his head and focused on the ceiling. ] Think I'm gonna have some words with those stupid hands when I'm back to normal. And by words, I mean fists.

Hn. If you manage to find a way to confront them at all...

[He frowns, looking back at him as he lays down. He seems so relaxed, so laidback in almost any given situation, even when he's aggravated. He can't fathom how he manages to do that.

...

He wonders what it must feel like.

The thought swirls in his head as he reluctantly mimics him, laying back onto the bed beside him, but at a decent enough distance as to not have their bodies pressing up to each other. That's the last thing he wants.]

Should you be so lucky, allow me to join you.

[ Sonic grins over at him, voice playful. ]

What? Gonna try and steal the show?

Hmph. Of course not. You have your dues to pay, and I have mine.

[He twists his head, and realizing they're so much closer prompts him to scoot away just a little.]

[ His smile blips off the radar for a moment, but it's back on just as swiftly. Even though he's acting a little weird (Well, he's Shadow, so...), Sonic can't help but appreciate it all at the same time.

Never thought he'd see the day he could just hang out with him like this. Still... when they were back to normal, he really needed to give Shadow a run for his money and have a good spar. Equally felt just as weird not showing him up or hitting him in the face. ]

You'll be the first to know, then.

[ His hands had been resting on his stomach, which Sonic starts to pat down. It's mostly flat, toned to express his original body's athleticism. His toes are running over each other, feet a strange shape. Boney and awkward... He lifts his hands above him, fingers pale and bare, the bones and veins in his body so much more accentuated. It was bizarre.

He's not smiling, nor frowning, but that innate curiosity has his mind driven and focused. ]

[...

Okay, he had to admit that he was a bit uncomfortable in a new body, as well, but even Shadow hadn't spent his time staring at himself with such awe, namely over something as simple as a new pair of hands. He can't say that he finds that very fascinating.

Then again, this is the very same hedgehog who despises wasting even a moment of his time, even though he has an endless amount of it to spare.]

... Are you going to spend the rest of your time staring at yourself or are we going to actually be productive?

[`We.` Important keyword there.]

Huh?

[ Have some cheek puffing, Shadow. ]

I just said that like a minute ago! [ He looks between Shadow and his hands, tilting his head as he runs one set of digits along the other. The fingernails... Not too different a set up, but they ran smooth. Much smoother... ]

Just... checkin' the suit out.

[ He looks over at Shadow's hand. Hm. He reaches down and snatches his wrist, yanking it up so he could compare the two. ]

They look more... I dunno. Detailed? Vulnerable?

Vulnerable...

[Shadow murmurs the word slowly, not bothering to yank his wrist from Sonic's grip, allowing him to examine him deeply and thoroughly. As he does so, he doesn't realize that he, too, finds himself staring from top to bottom at the other hedgehog, taking a gander of his shape, his form, his durability...

He breaths in, noting how well his strength transferred to this new body, his toned belly slightly visible beyond the robe, something that he can't pull his eyes away from. He, too, bears the same sort of structure, with fine abdominals and powerful limbs, and yet, even then...

They are both not as strong as they are in their normal forms, and that is what bothers him.

When he realizes he's staring, he shakes his head, averting Sonic's gaze as he tries to ignore the fact that he was definitely checking him out back there. He has no intent on lust, but surely enough, he probably gives off that inflection by just gazing over at his assets.]

... I can't say I disagree.

[ Not that Sonic noticed any, anyway. He was too busy studying their creepy man hands to realize Shadow's eyes were practically disrobing him over here, whatever the intent.

He relinquishes his hand and drops his own beside him on the bed. ]

Yeah... [ And he bears a small confession on his incredible discomfort, voice hushed and timid. ] I just never thought I'd feel it.

[ Then he looks at Shadow with some surprise, the following thought having amazingly just hit him. ]

Must be crazy for you.

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