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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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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.

[Shadow is not about to confess to that just as swiftly as his partner, but he could relate, to be perfectly frank. He lowers his eyes, his weaker body before him proving so... flimsy. So bare. So lacking.

He never thought he would ever feel vulnerability either, yet here they are, both in clearly feeble states compared to their norm.

He wonders what that means for only the briefest of moments... until he hears Sonic speak up. It takes him a minute, but it all sinks in, crushing him in its reality like a comet.

`Must be crazy for you.`

He jolts to his rear end, propping himself up on the bed with his elbows as he stares down at him incredulously, mouth agape and face beginning to burn. That...

What was that?!]

... Excuse me?

[ Sonic jumps a bit at the sudden movement, eyebrow swung up and leaning his body away from Shadow as if he suddenly became infected with rabies. ]

What?

You are what for me...?!

[Shadow wow that is not even what he meant. GET YOUR MIND OUT OF YOUR HEART.]

[ Sonic's up on his elbows now, locking eyes with Shadow as he tried to process what was suddenly going on. ]

Huh?! Who's what for who?

[ HELP. SONIC'S CONFUSED. ]

[... Wait.

`Must be crazy for you.`

As in, the situation, not...

Oh.

Shadow sinks back into the bed, flipping over and burying his face into the pillow. Why was he so close to assume that Sonic was- was--...?!]

... It is nothing. Forget that ever happened.

... What just happened?

[ He leans over Shadow, eyes narrowed. What was... happening...... ]

Uhh, you okay, dude?

Do I have to repeat myself?

[He grumbles into the pillow, not bothering to move.]

Forget. That ever. Happened.

Okay, okay. Yeesh.

[ He goes back to his side of the bed, noticing his shoes lazily tossed onto the floor by the desk. He sighs and stands up, approaching them so he could crouch down and pull the shoes and gloves out from inside them. He pauses over the articles in his hand, setting them aside after some deep thinking to plop on his rear to try and put the shoes on.

... Yeah, that wasn't ... happening. He drops it and crosses his legs, sitting there with his back to Shadow. ]

[Ridiculous. It's clear what he meant. Yet how did his mind immediately go to that? Would Sonic really be as crazy as to try to approach him in that sort of manner? Probably not, and yet the feeling that courses through him now, making Shadow want him to just leave his sight and never return...

No, he knows he doesn't want that.

... Damn him for getting too close. What is it with this one that captivates him so much, letting his mind wander to places like- like--

He growls. No. No, he does not want this, or at least, he is pretty damn positive that he doesn't.]

... Get off of my bed.

[Two more steps back.]

Huh?

[ Sonic looks over at him again, shoes forgotten, gloves and socks a third thought. ] Why? Ya goin' to sleep this early?

[And with that, Shadow bolts upward, glaring at him and practically growling, differently so with his new human throat.]

I want to be alone. Release me from your aggravating presence.

[ Okay, he isn't even close to having a smile rebound anytime soon. ]

Nuh uh, hold up. What're ya mad at me for?

[Shadow breathes in heavily, shoulders trembling in purest disgust, but not towards him. The last thing he wants is for Sonic to treat this as his fault when he didn't do anything.]

I am not mad at you, idiot.

[He shuts his eyes tightly, fists balls into the sheets.] It is not you.

[ Sonic reaches to touch him, Shadow's condition starting to be worrisome. Maybe it had to do with the human body? Did they get sick easier or something?

But he stops.

And keeps his hand to himself. Call it a vibe. ]

You're sure takin' it out on me all the sudden, so what is it?

[He isn't going to be able to get out of this easily, is he?

Probably not. It is Sonic, after all.

He swats at that hand trying to extend himself, not above pushing him away at this point.]

It does not matter.

[ He swings his hand back before it can get hit, then the flattest expression crosses his human face.

He reaches for that pillow Shadow was just stuffing his face into, nails digging into the fabrics of it, pressing down on the cotton inside. He sits up straight, stares some more, and SWINGS IT at his head.

Jerk. ]

Hhnk-!! [Yeah, he kind of doesn't expect a face full of polyester fiber.] Why, you smug little...

[He doesn't waste any time, grabbing for the other, opposing pillow and smashing it right into his rival, a hard smack that he hopes will hurt more than it seems.

Damn this human body. So pathetically feeble...]

I have no need to tell you anything.

[ He refuses to respond verbally, taking the blow like a MAN. Yeah. He lifts his pillow up at an angle and takes another swing right for his jaw. If Shadow wanted to go back to this crap right now, then Sonic was gonna fight him for it! ]

[Oh, no, no, no. Not having that. Shadow growls at the blow to his jaw, taking it with clear contempt, and this time, he rushes his body forward, pillow jutting out to pull over the other hedgehog's face.

No, he is not about to kill him by suffocation, but he is damn well going to knock him over.]

[ HE WOULDN'T.

Well, no, Sonic trusts he wouldn't, but he still swings his arm up to keep the stupid thing away from his head as he goes pummeling into the bed. ]

Seriously? You're going to be stupid now?!

[Shadow lets go of the pillow, grasping the other hedgehog-gone-human's shoulders and pinning him down, his face full of anger and... is that a bit of shame there?]

Not nearly as stupid as you are being...!

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