charmrays:
❝ I’M SURE IT IS, SLICK. ❞ she’s no stranger to being on the opposite end of a barrel. her gaze remains lidded, half-mast, lips curved in that all-knowing smirk of hers. ❝ my, if i didn’t know any better, i’d swear you were… worried about me !! ❞ she gasps, a gloved hand moving to settle atop her chest in a show of THEATRICS. ❝ oh, no, no… no killing, shadow. i’m sure our main man’s got a little trick up his sinister sleeve, wouldn’t you agree ? ❞ a beat. ❝ alright, look… kill ‘em AFTER i get my jewels. i’ll even help ! consider it a token of my appreciation. ❞
‘ WE’LL SEE how it plays out. ‘ a short huff is his only response to her tease about his CARE. while it was no secret that he harbored some form of AFFECTION towards the thief, presenting it outwardly is an affair that comes as rarely as a smile on his face. ‘ we’d be doing them a FAVOR. but fine, i’ll WAIT , i’m sure you’ve already got your route mapped out? ‘ her methods were unknown most of the time even to the hedgehog, though he never cared to ask. TRUST was something he shared with the bat, however this mission seemed to be a bit more delicate in terms of procedure, he’d have to make sure all was accounted for before playing PINCUSHION. ‘ when do we leave? ‘
