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It doesn't take too long for Shadow to arrive. News of Metal Sonic travels fast especially in his spheres, mostly because it always takes GUN a few painful minutes to remember that Metal Sonic exists and it's not Sonic himself tearing up a city or causing significant civilian distress.

Times like these always give Shadow a feeling of deja vu back to when he crept out of his slumber like a furious god ready to take fire and brimstone penance on the world. It feels like yesterday. It feels like another fifty years ago. He races past crouching mobians and Chaos Controls like a ping-pong ball through the halls up through and into the exhibit, appearing finally behind Metal Sonic's looming stature, its metallic joints clacking against each other as it clenches its fingers.

It feels like every case Phoenix has ever had he's batting against insane odds, channeling the Planet's every hope and prayer into his legislature and sweaty palms when he walks up against Shinra's corporate lawyers. But this, this definitely takes the cake. "No...no way!! You're really a Cetra..." He can't disguise the shock anymore, not after Aerith so cheerfully saved a wilting Mr. Charley from an untimely demise. In his defense, how was he supposed to believe that Aerith's an Ancient just from talking about it?

i feel like subjecting babs to fandaniel is too cruel so i’ll just fill it out for hermes but if you want one for fandan let me know and i’ll add one for him <3

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other . i feel like they both cope with things very similarly (and poorly!) so theres that at least.

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other . hermes already has a highly empathetic daughter so let’s add another one to the family

“No. No, no. Cease-- stop all that you are doing.”

        he’s not really positive what he’s done to earn that, but ira’s hand is firm, it’s not playful, it’s demanding. it leaves a warm, stinging sense of ownership behind. angel bites his lower lip, exhaling through his nose as he regathers his wits.

         “ anything else, sir? “ there’s a level of snideness in his voice that is edging on disrespectful, but the warmth of his smile complicates that image, makes him further unreadable.

                      SOMEWHERE STUCK     in between the harshness of his usual responses and how good angel is at playing coy;    he can do nothing if not stare at him,  his gaze oppressive;   fighting a smirk with every fibre of his body.    evidently,  the battle is lost   ----------   one spreads like devious foul-play across his lips,  intentful and brash.

“        not for now,     ”       is the bawdy,  deep voiced response.    it normally makes home in him to be as apathetic and as disinterested in people as possible,  but somehow angel seems to seek the havoc in him.    (   perhaps so determinedly that he might stumble and reveal his   TRUE   colours.  )     --------  in a sickly way,  he hopes the other succeeds in that.   ira stands like a statue most often,  but in honesty,  he’d like to do nothing more than   CLAIM   him.

Thumb scratches at the side of his nose, the final smug detail to his rather amused smile. "C'mon Lady, you know as well as I do that pulling punches in times like these doesn't help anyone." A steel-toed boot nudges at the disintegrating devil in front of them. Demons taking up residency in people's bodies; family members killed by family members (what else is new), and Dante and Lady called in to clean up the mess. When asked what was going on, Dante had only put it bluntly.

The jester has spent enough time around the world to recognize when someone is as twisted as him -- Aika is not there, not yet, but she thinks she is, with all her manipulative ways and of course the scythe she totes around as an emblem of death / thinking it is enough to bestow her the title of REAPER.

It’s enough to make Fandaniel feel sick / but he’s grown accustomed to such a feeling, and what else to do but laugh and smile? After all, she’s FUN, and that spirit who shares her body more-so. Maybe he’s found a kindred soul  in that mysterious creature. Ghosts need corpses / it didn’t matter if they were live or dead so long as they had a place to call home.