smashacademy | {ONE}

[The voice the entirety of the campus will hear is loud, very Boston, and very angry.]

YO! What's this crap all about? I already went t'school -- I ain't a college man! I got all the skills I'll ever need.

[He sighs.]

I don't know what this 'final destination' crap is but I don't like the sound'a it. I mean -- I'm used t'bein' told I'm gonna die or whatever, and I always make it out alright since I'm so freakin' fast and all, but I don't think I'm likin' the sound'a this.

Uh, so ... REDs! Doc! Fat-Man! Mumbles, Hardhat, Snipes, Spy, Demo, Soldier ... anyone around? I mean I know yer all old as shit 'n everythin' but Ma always told me yer never too old for college so maybe some'a you guys are here? Hopefully.

As for everyone else! Name's Scout. I'm the fastest man alive 'n if ya don't wanna hear it then I welcome ya to race me! I'm also real freakin' awesome at baseball, no joke. I'm always up for a game.

I'm also single, so babes, feel free t'meet me 'round my dorm: [Pause, sound of papers rustling as he looks for something with his address.] BE-16.

Guess that's it! Catch ya later!

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[ Sonic ticks a brow at the height comment, but it's all good. ]

Yup! South east'a here! Follow me! [ He took the lead with a stifled run down the hall - child's play for the both of them. Man, he was pretty excited! ]

[Before Scout could say anything else, the hedgehog was gone. Dashing way ahead of the Bostonian, presumably in the direction just stated.

Scout straightened up, sighed, then followed Sonic.]

[ While Sonic carried the confidence of being faster than anyone, he wasn't exactly doubting that Scout just simply had no idea of the hedgehog's prowess. In fact, he assumed he did. He didn't know for sure, but he was willing to find out, and that was all that mattered. RACE RACE RACE. GOTTA GO-- well, you know.

Out of the dorms and down the paths, with the pace they could keep, it wouldn't be long before cutting by the buildings and swinging around the stadium would bring them their battlegrounds. There was no stopping once he got the track in sight. He immediately scooted for the starting line. ]

Y'sure about this? [ Well, he still wasn't going to be un-egotistical about it. Please. ] I've got a pretty good track record. [ ~~Sonic, no.~~ ]

[Scout kept a close eye on Sonic, since he was a bit behind the hedgehog and could only see a blue blur, but he knew that the last thing he could possibly do right now was give up or forfeit before the real race even began.

Totally not winded or even the slightest bit tired, the Bostonian caught up with his racing rival and stood next to him, the starting line literally pressed against the toes of his shoes.]

Haha, yeah, 'course I'm sure! I'm always sure!

But shouldn't we have a judge? Someone to uh, start the race and see who wins?

[Of course he thought of that -now-.]

[ There was a momentary 'oh yeah' on Sonic's face, but - ] Don't worry. I think we'll know who the winner is. [ Another grin from his arsenal unleashed, Sonic took his place beside Scout and stared straight ahead. ] I'll even let ya call it. [ Aahh, he loved this part. The intensity of the build-up was as exciting as the race itself. ] Ready?

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