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[monotreme_101]

Hey guys. Two things.

First thing! Whoever put up all those Anti-Eggman fliers in town? You are awesome. I'm not even kidding - Whoever you are? I'ma buy you lunch. You are a friend to every sane person in this city and I salute you.

Second Thing! I'm lookin' to take some folks to my Island next weekend for a couple days. Most years I invite some friends over there and we have a little get together and folks run around and go nuts in all the different places my Island has to go nuts in. I'm gonna make the invite a little more open this year - If a weekend on an Island sounds like somethin' you wanna do and you can promise not to leave the place in a mess or be a jerk? Drop me a line and let me know.

I think that covers it.

Comments

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[obfuskate]

I will be there to watch the island.

No one will destroy or dirty anything.

[ Not on his watch. Besides, he needs a damn break from this place. It has been giving him a massive migraine lately... ]

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[hisho]

O-Ohmigosh-- A tropical island? You own an island? I thought people were lucky to be able to go to the beach at all, but to own an island...!

[ That's just incredible, really. ]

I can't say I'm not a bit jealous!

Fufufu. Since Eirika hasn't been nabbed just yet.

[heartofarapier]

[She has no interest in being so public about what she was doing when she developed the plan to use fliers as a means of resistance. For if there was some desire in glory, she would have done it in the very broad daylight. Consequently, she has no plans of exposing herself via video feed or audio, or even by text. Nothing about this is secure and she understands - with Gordon's concern (and likely others) in mind, that she cannot put herself so directly into harm's way.

So once she figures out precisely who Knuckles is and his shared living arrangements with one Goombella, she makes the effort to leave him a hand-written note beneath his door, consisting of refined stationery and legible calligraphy.]


It warms my heart that I was able to stir yours. My only intent had been to make the eyes of this town more in understanding of what must be done to obtain the freedom they once had and have now lost.

While I concern that meeting so directly would be less than wise at this time, I should like one day to be able to join you as you've so graciously offered to me. But until that should arise, I can only ask that you would be careful. Undoubtedly and inevitably Professor Eggman's disapproval has already caused him to strengthen his patrols and perhaps his grasp over us.

Take care of yourself in these difficult times.

With honour and compassion,
E.

[tank_rockarms]

If you still got room, I wouldn't mind visitin' your island. I'll give Vinnie a couple days off.

[Private]

[rarebear]

Angel Island? So are you gonna... you know?

private; sent by e-mail

[stillawoman]

[ Oh, Furiae certainly remembered the talks of Knuckles's island. That it had once been floating, but was now... not. Though the invitation is right there, and the woman believes that her presence for the Echidna isn't unfavourable, she does have to think about it for a while before answering him for a few reasons.

And a possible wrench in this thought going comes up in this thinking. Ah. In that case, a simple confirmation becomes a more personal e-mail. ]

Dear Knuckles,

I saw of your open invitation to your island on the academy internet. I remember you speaking of it to me, and would like to see it if I am able to.

If my visit is possible, would my brother's presence be unfavourable to you?

Yours sincerely
Furiae

[ Truthfully, what the Echidna thought of her brother these days were not entirely known to Furiae. Their meeting had been because of him, to help to shift eyes away from him over a murder that she knew was personal to Knuckles. Did the Echidna believe that Caim was behind it still? If he did, he had never been vocal about it in front of her.

She was fine with Knuckles. Fine enough that there was some concern when she sent the message off to him of a disappointing reply. Or maybe it was more of a concern for her brother. Despite how he had gone behind her back in an attempt to find somebody to wed her, how too far it all felt...

... He was still her brother. And his presence with her meant more than an island or her acquaintance with anybody. ]

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[tempus_fixit]

Yeah, whoever put up those fliers that had some real guts, didn't they?

[She actually giggles, a little.]

If there's space, can I go with you guys? Seeing your homeworld ought to be a blast!