for @chaoslit, the smallest bean has a job~
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for @chaoslit, the smallest bean has a job~
Weakly lays at his feet with a strained noise of desperation. Training is too much for her today. Have mercy on her. Even if they've only been out here for less than half an hour.
►𝓘𝓷𝓱𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓮𝓵 ⦙【 Light 】
The swordsman looked towards the hedgehog who clearly seemed to not be functioning quite like she did every day. How peculiar.
❝ Light— are you…ok? We have only just begun with ze training… ❞
@chaoslit | continued from here
“ That... that may be true. I don’t know much whatsoever about this. “ He withdrew a tad; ti was obvious that the closed distance was making the other uneasy. However, Silver was determined to at least so something. Helping others was all he did. It’s is job. His life.
“ Can.. You at last tell me what to do? Besides, you know, from leaving, that is. I may not know more than the most simple of basics of first aid, but that wound sure isn’t a simple scratch on the surface, Sonic. Running isn’t going to be very fun with that being left without any help, trust me. “
A sad smoll Sonic
for @chaoslit, again
A small edgy hedgepup for @chaoslit
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“MY fault that I got in the way?” Rage burns within him greater than the flames of any creature. Powers whip the air making his rage almost palpable to those around him. Blood and oil stained his fur, the hand pressing against the wound was covered in red drowning the cyan glow. The iron taste coupled with the smell of oil sickened him but the rage boiling let him ignore it a little longer.
“I was tracking him for weeks and you ruined everything.” Pressure was beginning to rise in his head, the poison of adrenaline making him shake. “It was my fight, not your’s. You’re the one that came in and decided to be the hero; so this is YOUR FAULT.” The wounded arm pointed at Sonic with a grunt. Mouth twitched as his arm fell limply to his side and he clenched the wound tighter almost digging into it to try to stop the pain by creating more. It hurt so much.