m. robotnik

Worry and concern are the only things he can see written across her face and, for now, the fear that he might be captured and interrogated as an enemy spy abates, if only slightly.

"Ahーyes. I am fine." Mostly. The mental disconnect and disorientation are keeping any real physical pain at bay. Perhaps he should wait to make such a declaration, for with his luck, he will find in twenty minutes that his shoulder is killing him, but he would rather suffer through a non-serious injury than risk a trip to an unknown medical bay.

He lifts his chin, meeting her eyes. "Space Colony ARK? There is no—" Pavel knits his brows together, wracking his memory for any mention of this space colony positioned just above the Earth. He is a living, breathing museum for the history of cosmonautics, shaped and moulded and carried to space himself by the stories of the great heroes of the past who had dragged the stars down to the earth, allowed men to get so close they could grasp them in his hand.

The names of an era long past, the spacecrafts and inventions that paved the way for the birth of Starfleet, he is intimately familiar with them all.

—And he has never once heard of the Space Colony ARK.

"Chaos...Emerald?" Pavel blinks, turning over the name in his mind. "Is that what those gems are called? But that cannot be an emerald—the stone I had was a very beautiful blue." He shakes his head, letting the matter of the ill-fitting name drop for the moment.

Maria blinked at the almost rambling response, in a Russian accent no less, a familiar tone given some of the scientists were from the very same. It was a lot of information to digest, and sift through from a stranger no less asking very odd questions.

"Its a silly name I know, but largest of the gems is an emerald so the name sort of stuck." Her laugh soft as she stepped closer, eyes sweeping over his unfamiliar uniform. It didn't look like G.U.N. standard, but it didn't look like a spacesuit or normal clothes at all. Not to mention the string of questions he asked definitely spoke to a higher education.

But he was so young. He looked barely older than she was.

"Um, Starbase One? There's only one base in outerspace right now and its where we are. Space Colony ARK, a research facility for my grandfather Gerald Robotnik." She frowned, hands clasping behind her back as she kept inching closer. He definitely didn't seem like a threat and while she knew to be keeping her distance as he likely hadn't been decontaminated, she couldn't help but linger. It was so rare that she got to meet anyone close to her age. Or new.

Head tilting she laughed lightly. "Yes, Earth. That is the only planet with observable life, isn't it?" And then the thought hit her. Strange clothes. Questions about a starbase and which planet they sat above. She inched closer, blue eyes widening. "Are you from another planet? Or dimension, maybe? Grandfather spoke of the possibilities, but it was always in theoreticals."

+evil eye of fucking misery and resentment

good news archie heads, i drew Hope again

wanted to draw her again because the last sheet was 6 months old and a little rough

i did this redraw literally as soon as the poster released (a YEAR AGO) and i completely forgot to post it on tumblr 😭