#allnostalgic

       THIS WAS NOT GOOD. hope held graffiti close as the light exploded, and then they were crashing. luckily, the expanse of a grass field didn't make for the worst landing, but it was far from the same experience one might have jumping into bed. her back took the brunt, and she felt her lungs release the breath she had been holding. GASPING, wincing, she waited until her body stopped screaming and the light wasn't so intense to try and stand.

                           the pokémon in her grip was still passed out. arceus had not been too keen to see her, it seemed... the blue haired rebel couldn't blame it. her entire family had p i s s e d it off more than once. at least it hadn't seemed keen to kill her despite everything; perhaps in knew she was a bit of her family's black sheep. still, graffiti hadn't been too excited by the possible threat, and the monkey had opted to try and fight the far more powerful creature like that was a good idea. not.

              now her friend was knocked out, clearly in need of aide, and they were in the middle of who knew where the legendary had banished them to. was this punishment? or a call for help? not that it mattered right then, she needed a pokémon center, her fingers stroking his fur carefully. "hang in there..."

                                luckily, it seemed her rather unusual arrival hadn't gone unnoticed, and the sounds of grass being s h u f f l e d through had her wheeling about to face the one approaching. eyes widened in moment of hope - the other girl seemed a friendly face - and so the younger took a few steps near.

“hey hey, don’t worry about it. nobody gets it right on their first try!” the white quilled hedgehog quickly perks up from his position on the ground, having narrowly missed the projectile flying over his head. never had he imagined finding someone so alike himself, but even if their abilities were the same, someone was a bit more experienced to say the least. no matter, silver was happy to offer his assistance, i mean, when else would he get such an opportunity again?

“here, have another go,” he retorts, that familiar turquoise glow returning to his hands as he retrieves the thrown object from afar. “we’ll do this as many times as you need, i don’t mind, really.”

"Oh, gosh, sorry about that!"

He'd been swinging off of a few lamp posts. Flipping off of walls, and overall creating a popular scene. But he hadn't damaged a single piece of property, perhaps it was his feline hyperawareness. Always vigilant of his surroundings, no matter where he may have been. It was how he could perform perfect choreography in any location.

But he hadn't expected one of his flawless frontal tucks to land him directly in front of a police officer.

|| @allnostalgic got me crying over shadow at work fr I am so unwell skdcedvfs ||

There was something different about the other hedgehog now. Something about him had changed from before. His anger had been subdued somewhat. It was interesting to observe the other, and he was fascinated. No danger appeared present at the moment, so the echidna warrior ventured to speak.

meme || @allnostalgic

If Haru expected Sebastian to retain even one bit of what he'd just said, he was going to be sorely disappointed.

All he could detect with any kind of sense was the warm brush of soft lips against his ear.

It was a jolt to his system he'd never felt before, every nerve ending feeling electrified as his brain tried to process the unfamiliar sensation. The gentle heat of his breath against his skin )prompting an involuntary shiver,) the ever-quiet tone of his voice, how his nose had touched some of his hair... He wasn't sure anything had ever caused that sort of flutter in his chest before. Had set his pale face very visibly on fire before.

It was such a small and simple thing, hardly even intended to cause this reaction if he had to guess, and yet it had set him alight like nothing else.

Nothing platonic, for sure.

Fuck.