Shadow the Hedgehog,
agent of the Guardian Units of Nations although I don't partake in all of their activities. I have been assigned to monitor Silver the Hedgehog since G.U.N worries about what he's capable of with his time-traveling prowess that may rival my own.Also, I happen to be in love with him.
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-Hey, there was something Sonic was awesome at compared to a certain someone else. He dropped out of a time portal straight into station square(on his first try) and landed on his feet. He managed to drop right slap bang outside of the Casino too. He was better at this whole time travel business!
And he simply stood up and brushed himself off casually, taking a stroll directly and waltzed straight into the casino with the intention of finding his one true love.
Shadow. And as soon as he was literally two steps inside, he was instantly calling out.-
Shadowwwww!~ Shadow are you here!!
-Shadow was completely oblivious to these intentions at the moment. He’d been making sure to supervise over Silver and ensure he got the care he needed here while he hid out in the casino. The humans here wouldn’t sell him out, after all, and his own object of affections needed rest. Once he guaranteed that for himself, he took a step back, and his ears tilted as he heard the calling of his name.
… Sonic? He blinked in surprise. What on Earth was he doing here? How was he here? He’d given no indication as to where he’d been going when he left on that G.U.N mission, and even then Sonic shouldn’t be capable of time travel. Something was amiss here.
Ignoring the implausibility of it for now, he turned on his heel and started to stride up to the blue hedgehog, pushing his way past some of the crowds (some of whom grunted in protest, others flat-out ignored him completely), before he stood face to face with him. He didn’t know what to say. He decided a question was best.-
What are you doing here?
“Prove to me it isn’t and maybe I’ll take it back.”
“Why must I?”
#(( hi Ray ))
“I didn’t insult you.
I gave you an honest opinion.
It’s not my fault you’re a big grump that no one on the playground would share their crayons with.”
“You told me that my heart is ice.
“If that isn’t an insult, I don’t know what is.”
I know it’s not different, I’m joking.
… You’re not one for jokes, are you?
The last time I responded with one, I got a series of insults in return.
noonecanbreakyou replied to your post: Shaaadow!!! You need a girlier name. Would Ebony…
‘Shadow’ is a relatively gender neutral name, anyway.I’m going to buy myself thick hipster glasses and call myself Shadsie. Dare to be different.
If you want to draw negative attention to yourself, that is a very quick way to do it.
Also, you’re not different if there’s already a term for that kind of look.
You have my word that I will not doubt them again…
You are the one with the powers over time, am I correct? I wouldn’t want to imagine the things you can see.
I am indeed. Perhaps you would not — they can be very horrific. It’s definitely a lot of weight that my ability carries, and I need to use it wisely.
Inversely, I can imagine that, at times, the unpredictability can be frightening and all you have to go on is faith that it will turn out to be all right. I would ill advise you to change anything in your timeline should you get the means to do so. It can have disastrous consequences on your present and your future.
Are you saying I smell bad?
-Yes, Silver. You probably stunk. But that didn’t matter for the moment as the younger hedgehog was suddenly holding hands with Shadow and yanked out of the currently area. He had flinched his eyes shut, fingers tightening around Shadow’s as they moved. Well, as strange as it was for him to be travelling with Shadow, it was somewhat a miracle to feel his touch once more. And that had Silver smiling, if this was the last time he’d see him, at least he got to feel those fingers in his once more.
Upon arriving, Silver’s eyes reopened and he was instantly taken back. The bright lights, the sounds of people, signs and streets and cars that actually worked! He gaped, glancing around and nearly tripping over his own two feet as he observed. Even in Soleanna, he’d never seen a place as bursting with life and energy as this before.-
Woah…!
Sh-Shadow look! There’s working cars! Actual working cars! And the lights! How do they get them many colours!? I don’t even think I’ve seen that many colours before—! Oh wow, they’re even spelling out words!
Ccccaaaa……. Caaassss-Eyeno. Oh! Casino! This is place then!?
It’s pretty!
-Silver wasn’t aware he was probably acting like an over excited two year old, and he probably appeared to be really drunk to any passers by. His fingers trembled with excitement, just… It all looked so wonderful to him.-
-Shadow was fully aware of Silver’s eccentric behavior, but he did nothing to discourage it. Sure, he darted a wary glance here and there to make sure no one was willing to rat him out on this street, but other than that he just followed behind the younger hedgehog loyally. He watched Silver’s body movements carefully, sidestepping around him so that he could catch him should he fall, even though Silver was fine. He was a bit overzealous, but he wasn’t about to stop him. Silver never had the opportunity to see so much life in one area, after all — he could hardly blame him.
Sure enough, Shadow followed Silver’s eyes and the sign did in fact spell out ‘CASINO’. He wasn’t sure what he found about this situation more endearing, the fact that his partner was so interested in the lights that he himself had become accustomed to or the fact that he had apparently learned a bit on how to read since the last time they’d spoken. He reminded himself that once Silver was free, he would have to read a book to him. It might take a while to get Silver to fully recognize letters as soon as he saw them, but Shadow was patient, and he had time on his side…literally.-
It’s brighter inside of it than out here. Come on in.
-He gently pushed on Silver’s back as the two of them went through the sliding doors to be greeted by the ding ding ding of slot machines, the ping of pinball, and the laughter of adults drinking themselves down and them gambling. Shadow didn’t understand why alcohol consumption seemed to be commonplace here; after all, betting would be easier if one were in one’s normal state of mind, right? He was thankful that Silver was used to the presence of humans and therefore wouldn’t be bothered by them, and some part of him doubted that alcohol had ever truly gone away in their society, no matter how bad the future turned out.-
The shower room, -he gestured to it,- is over there. I can take you into one of the stalls and scrub you, and then we can get something to eat here, all right?
As I’ve had the misfortune of meeting myself, I know what you mean. Can’t blame you for not wanting to go near all that.
Yeah, well. The Shadow from my zone isn’t the nicest guy in town. Not exactly interested in talking and being friends, y’know?
I doubt I will be able to entirely avoid meeting another Fiona, but once I do, you will still be my fall-back.
I’m not all that interested in friend-making, either, but I see no reason to deny conversation. How are you doing?
Glare unwavering, all he did was cross his arms.
“I see it in the way you speak to other people. I see it in your actions, which speak a lot louder than anything you could say out loud. In fact, the only time you don’t seem like a block of ice is when you’re with Silver.”
Shadow rolled his eyes.
“I don’t need to be an open book around them. In fact, it’s better that I’m not. It’s wisest to test the waters before jumping headlong into them. And while this is not a blanket statement to say that everyone would use me given the opportunity, it is one implying that there are many who would.
“I must remain on task. That was what I was created to do. Silver, somehow, has become an exception to that.”
Whoops. Ray just kept glaring.
“Good to know. But I wasn’t.
…I don’t even know why I’m still here.”
Shadow sighed.
“You’re projecting unreasonable animosity on me. We disagree on a lot of topics, sure, but to call my heart ‘ice cold’ without bothering to get to know me is a bit much.”
