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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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[ ... Silence.

He didn't want his head to roll. ]

...

[Shoving his face.

Into his palms.

Oh.

My.

God.

His head hurts.]

You cannot possibly be this stupid.

How am I stupid?!

All I meant was bein' human must be crazy for a guy as strong as you, and that's why I get crazy because you're a powerful opponent and I LIKE FACIN' OFF WITH YOU!

[ CRIPES. He had steam whistling out his ears, all the heat from the sunburn compiling behind his eyes.

BUT THERE. HE SAID IT. ]

So who's bein' stupid?

[... ...
... ...

No.

Nnnnnnnnno, he was not going to have being embarrassed right now. He wasn't about to be made a fool of being of this- this ridiculous miscommunication!

...

He snarled, turning his head away and clenching his fists, trying his damndest not to go forth and harm Sonic for something he did. This was all his slip-up, but... but how? Dammit, he shouldn't have been such a fool-!!

But then...

Why... did he assume this was all romance-centric so quickly in the first place?

...

He did not want to think about it.]

[ ....

Sigh.

Even though he could feel Shadow panicking over there, the tension from Sonic's half of the room has dissipated.

He takes another step closer to him, arms crossed against his chest and an eyebrow up. ]

That's what you meant, too, right?

[ This is what friends do, Shadow. He was gonna help you out.

Take notes. ]

...

[Yep. Exactly. Of course. Duh.

And yet Shadow froze, unable to answer at first, but then he finally speaks, his mind in some sort of suspension from the scuffle.]

... Absolutely.

[ Sonic grins at him, walking by and resting a hand on his shoulder. He gives it a small squeeze before releasing him to go to his socks and shoes again. And... ugh. His torn gloves. They weren't completely destroyed, but they needed some help. ]

[At the hand on his shoulder, Shadow actually manages to relax again, albeit slightly. His breathing slows, the heat on his cheeks from both rage and... whatever that feeling that came over him was going away.

He then notices Sonic going back to his shoes, and with one glance, he sees them.

In an instant, he digs into his pocket and pulls out some bills, all from the leftovers of the paychecks he's using to put into a motorbike. He hands it over to him, eyes peeled away.]

... Here. So you can get them repaired.

[ Sonic looks at the money, then the gloves. ]

Mm.

[ He seems distracted, unable to take it from him. ]

[... Okay, something's not right. He lowers his head, gritting his teeth together with pure irritation. Stop feeling so bad, you stupid, smug little--]

What?

[ Sonic shrugs a little.

Truth be told, this was probably the one thing that had him the most agitated in the first place. The gloves were a gift, and even with Shadow offering to help have them fixed, it didn't feel right. ]

Sorry I messed 'em up.

... Stop apologizing when you have no need to.

[He hesitates briefly, but then he places a hand down on his blue-topped head, a remarkably friendly gesture for this ice ~~queen~~ ~~king~~ queen.

`I forgive you.`

Besides, he's done worse.]

[ That.. gesture...

Was Shadow... comforting him?

He looks over at him, genuinely surprised. But then... ]

... Alright.

[ The return of the smile! ]

[There's that smile he-

-was used to. Not one he missed. Nope. No way.]

Hmph.

You... should take advantage, while you have the chance. [He folds his arms and looks to the door. Better find some balls.]

[ Sonic nods, gathering up his items and making his way to the door. He pauses there for a moment so he can look back at Shadow.

His lips part to say something, but he stops, changing tracks in a rather obvious way (stuttering smile, spiritual ears flickering about if one knew how to sense it, and so on). ]

... Thanks!

[ Oh, fine then.

With that, he opens the door and heads on out, feeling unusually optimistic about this stupid situation. ]

Hn.

[That is his only response.

...

Yet what Sonic didn't get to see was the smile that was on his face as he went.

... It turned out fine.

Maybe he was reacting just a little too much.]

[ AND SUDDENLY HE LEANS BACK INTO THE DOORWAY. HI SHADOW.

Sonic's got that silky red robe held up high in his hand, his bits and pieces oh dear just out of sight. ]

Oh, did you want this back?

...

[THROWING A PILLOW AT YOU HE WAS JUST SMILING YOU ARE NOT PRIVILEGED ENOUGH TO SEE THAT.

...

OKAY, NOT PRIVILEGED ENOUGH TO SEE THAT A SECOND TIME.]

Keep it.

[ He dodges the pillow with a quick lean out of the way and then back in. ]

Red's not my color... I bet it looks great on you, though!

[ WELL, IT WAS HIS, SONIC. PROBABLY.

~~It's been all over his junk, though, Shadow, are you sure you don't want it back~~ ]

[~~OH BABY...~~]

You are not exposing your privates out there.

[What if someone takes advantage of that? In this form, Sonic can't just outrun them or anything, or...

Why is he concerning himself over that anyway?!]

[ Sonic looks down, eyes narrowing. ]

Ooohhh yeeaaah. Man, this is inconvenient!

[ OH NO HE'S COMING INSIDE LIKE THAT AGAIN SHADOW~~SPITS SODA~~ ]

Can I have some pants or somethin'?

[Oh my god how can a creature possibly be this dense. How can a creature be this dense and be this TOLERABLE AT THE SAME TIME.

...

Well, just barely.

Shadow hoists himself to the closet and produces a pair of plain denim jeans from within.

He then tosses it right at his face.]

There. There are your pants.

[ He jerks to a halt as they strike his face. He tilts his head back enough to keep them in place, then walks up to Shadow with the robe held out. ]

Thanks! [ His moving jaw was making the butt on them move. Weird.

He set all his crap down on the ground once the garment was delivered and began to pull the pants on.

....

Uh. ]

This zipper looks dangerous.

[ HE WAS WISIN' UP. ]

[Shadow's head turned, looking to see what he means...

... and then he promptly flipped it away, his face burning hotter than the sun gods themselves.]

That is what underwear is for, but you are clearly getting your own.

[He's not sharing his briefs with you, thanks.]

[ Oh, Shadow, he's sort of giving you a pathetic look. He's imagining dealing with this disaster as a hedgehog, but at the same time, would he really be zipping pants up if it was all hanging o--OOOOOKAY. ]

Huh.

[ Zii...iiiip. And... SAFE! His human junk would live to see another day. (Though, preferably, it would be gone soon enough. ... To a point.) ]

I got the impression these would be too loose on me but they fit perfectly. Awesome!

[ ... Did he just call Shadow fat? ]

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