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         ━ ༄ “ Get chilli flakes, garlic and a bit’a lime on them and ya’ can thank me later— preferably with more food. ”

Bark shakes his head. He didn’t mind showing someone the beauty of his home zone. If anything, he enjoyed it. Enjoyed seeing the look of wonder upon someone’s face.

Your metabolism. 

Bark shakes his head. He didn’t need anything in return. It was his pleasure to show his home to someone. A little smile curls on Bark’s lips at the other’s enthusiasm. That was cute. “Let me know. Uh. When you plan on going.” 

   “I was thinking next week, I’m leaving town after that.” Back to the future that was, but he didn’t need to let that information slip his lips. Instead a smile as he scratches his cheek, “Where would you want to meet? I can at least bring some food with me.” His cooking was well enough that it in itself would be a gift, of course the only thing he could cook was Shamarian things. 

If he could go back…..No. No. Going back was never an option, he didn’t even want to THINK about it. Going back meant reliving that. Just barely thinking about it, thinking about changing his life in some way, it made him sick to his stomach. There’s a shaky breath that leaves the Chameleon before he answers. “Ah, th-those who live in the no z-zone are en-encouraged to become cops. I have-have a hobby of….of sewing.” Why was it so embarrassing to admit aloud?  

“But…But I’d prob-probably never take that as a j-job.” He said, rubbing at his arm. “B-Being a cop…is all-all I ever wanted. My-My mother was a-a cop…-” And he wanted to be just like her. Even if she ended up in a wheelchair just like she did-

   PERHAPS his questions were becoming too personal. He didn’t know better than to ask them for he was a simple child and curiosity was slowly getting the best of him. Only if Zespio’s uncomfortable state was fully shown would he halt such queries, but that wasn’t the case in Silver’s eyes. One could say this is just a small way to cope with his changes to time, though a very impersonal and intruding one. “Ohhh,” he let draw out.

ABOUT US – accepting

ABOUT US – accepting

   SILVER DOES NOT LIKE ROCK AT ALL. Honestly after that thing with the chaos emeralds he just cannot stand this child. So whenever he sees Rock he uses his powers to make him trip over/make something fall on him (like water or whatever). What a dick.

ABOUT US – accepting

ABOUT US -- accepting

          ━ ༄ “ Sure, but crickets an’ spicy stuff go together great, an’ I go great with spicy stuff. It’s a snack match made in heaven. ”

         Sardonyx allowed an observing ‘hum’ to resonate from her throat, towards his own opinion of the drink. If truth were spoken however she actually found the beverage to be quite REFRESHING, especially if both anxiety and stress chewed her mind throughout a tiring day. Twas a peculiar phenomenon, how she prefered black coffee over an espresso and sweet tea over plain, as such traits tended to contrast with one another. Nevertheless this was how the living copy was, conflicting and enigmatic. When Silver described how that saccharine liquid was known throughout the northern part of the world (and how it was usually served hot, rather than cold), in his severed era, ebony ears swiveled in response.

         “Hmm, well I guess its popularity eventually, spread over to those northern areas then.” she replied, whilst taking a sharp turn around a building’s corner. Once the action was done and she took a few steps further, Sardonyx stopped then pointed at a small vicinity up ahead. “That should be it.”

   “IT’S weird to know people now don’t really know about it. I actually never heard of that.” Now with her pointing it out the hedgehog would be more aware of the presence (or lack of presence) of the tea within this realm and his. He loved to see those small differences from this time and the next; it allowed an odd sense of being. Though he oft times felt that gnawing feeling of unreality every which corner of his mind it helped solidify his place in time. Gold hues followed her finger to the quaint shop nestled between the grand buildings of the area.  “It looks cute!” he exclaims turning towards Sardonyx. Giddiness was rising from his throat and running into his words as gold practically glimmered in the light.