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‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ Yin didn't even have time to react, unlike Gummigoo. The moment they startled and looked behind them, Kinger had blasted them in the temple, the bullet ripping through the plush stuffing of their virtual body and out the other end. They respawned outside of the pillow fort, and, seeing their partner's tail barely sticking out, grabbed it and hauled him out.

"Run for your life!!" They barked at him, still hanging onto his tail as they fired a few rounds in Kinger's direction, all missing, before helping the crocodile up and allowing him to run on his own.

【🐊】— AND run for his life he did. Gummigoo bobbed and weaved as the bullets went flying out of the pillowfort, one bullet grazed his upper arm, but it was not enough to lose a life over. In the chaos of it all, unfortunately, the crocodile had gone left, to the bedrooms, while Yorna had gone right, to the stairwell hallway.

———-> HE hadn't realized that he had gone the wrong way until he slowed down, panting, and took cover behind a colorful wooden block in the hall. As he calmed down, checking his sniper rifle for a moment, he stopped, and his head quickly whipped around to face someone who was in his peripheral vision.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ The jester stopped dead in her tracks when Gummigoo turned around and stared at her. She thought she had heard his voice briefly, running off with Jax, after she heard Yorna complaining about not having a partner, but she didn't *actually* believe it would be him.

Pomni still wasn't over what had happened back in Candy Canyon Kingdom, while the Spudsy's adventure had helped her ground the idea that this wasn't the friend she made that day... it was still hard to look at him.

She kept her gun pointed, but didn't fire, waiting for him to make some kind of move. When he didn't, she lowered her weapon.

"...Gummigoo?"

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ They would have left, they were actually just about to. Zooble would have just left in a huff to try and find Gangle... if he hadn't added on that last sentence.

"Excuse me?!" The build-a-toy whips their head around, staring daggers (or just *a* dagger since there was only one eye) at the rabbit.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ Yorna gives him a grin, holding their cupped hands together towards Jax for a moment.

"You looked a little down, thought this might cheer you up. Don't let it see light though." They invade his front overall pocket, place a ball-like object inside, and then release their hands and scurry off.

Still, it was time to lie AND mask--a combo he has nearly perfected at this point.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ Zooble was not about to admit that they had, in fact, gotten 'drunk' from squirting stupid sauce in their eye earlier. Once they came to, and rather quickly at that, they realised their eye was gone, the same one they had squirted the sauce into.

They scoff at the question, however, insulted by the accurate assumption... or was it an assumption? Maybe he had come across them while they were out of it.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ Red haunting eyes stared at the Ultimate Lifeform. She knew what Shadow was: his power and threat level and how easily he could tear this Eggbase down; his history with her father, how he found him going on his grandfather's hidden research notes and the events that led afterward. Yet, at the same time, she didn't know *who* Shadow was.

Sage could, potentially, banish him into the Ancient's cyberspace, she still had access to it, it would neutralise the threat until Father arrived back to the base, but, sensing the Chaos Emerald on him, there was the calculated risk of him escaping with his advanced use of Chaos Control-- something not even Robotnik had completely mastered with his nanites, yet.

She continued staring at him in contempt, before finally replying.

It was almost refreshing to be stared at so contemptuously: Shadow could match that, and match it he did, glowering up at the AI girl and the space she 'inhabited,' her form fizzling underneath the soft lights of the room. Shadow had no reason to be on-guard around Sage; he hadn't been involved with the Island and so the cyberspace, the Ancients, all of it, it eclipsed his awareness entirely: and anything that Shadow didn't have to think about was only a stepping stone on his path to perfection.

Which was why he was undeterred by Sage's simple question, and while he wasn't as prideful as he had been upon his Second Reawakening, Shadow was relatively happy to simply answer the AI's question. There was no need for a being like him to lie. Besides, even if he did, Sage probably had metrics for evaluating that kind of thing.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ "I see, the Gizoid." Her contemptuous look eased to a more neutral one, but still tense in her digital posture. Knowing he was only here for information and not for destruction, of which Sage calculated there was a 92.3% probability that he was true with his intentions, caused her to lessen her defensiveness.

Still, he couldn't be trusted; he was the enemy, and who knew what he would do with that information. The Gizoid, or Emerl, as it was also known as, was a weapon of mass destruction that not even Father himself could completely control in the end-- no one should have that information.

𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬

"Heh, sorry." Karlach grinned but did as she asked and instead looked down at her bowl of stew Gale had rustled up from the vegetables they managed to find along Risen Road.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ Lae'zel releases a 'chk' from her lips, something that many of the party would come to know as one of her little speech quirks.

"I have never seen your kind either, teethling." She replied. "Nor did I realise there were so many. From what the vast libraries our creche contained on inferior races, it said that your kind were the second rarest amongst Fay-run."

@foxbeemuses sent; "Looks like the gay eel is getting special treatment in Mr. Vox's office. So when's it gonna be my turn?" Katie sticks her leggy up way high and wiggles her eyebrows.

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100 x 100 Zooble Icons from Pilot to Episode 3

Pilot: 133 Icons / Episode 2: 56 Icons / Episode 3: 480 Icons