#ultimatelife

the autobot looked down at the teen. "..... you mean Ultimate ? "

eclipse winces. " yea.... my big bro , Shadow ..... he's not the type to play games and entertain. he's most likely paying him no heed but if scourge approaches him and gets in his space like he did with that other shadow and these sonics ? "

now it was mirage's turn to wince. " yeppp. the dude is cool. I like his confidence. but mannn .... "

― · Shivering tail, from base to barbed tip; rough black claws and angry eyes. They meet in-between world's, somehow, and it wasn't right. The creature wasn't supposed to be here, out in the rural wilderness, yet it was lured to this very spot by him --- Whether he knew it or not. He, a cleaner, less alien version of itself, stood hostile some feet away, and he was glowing.

― · Shadow stood as tall as it could, elbows straining to keep its' arms straight. Never intimidated by anything or anyone, the sensation of its mouth going dry was infuriating.

@ultimatelife​ 

Being to asked to cater an event by GUN of all organizations was a huge surprise to say the least. But she wasn’t going to turn it down; between her being payed rather handsomely to do it and the fact that they held the little incident when she broken into in their base and broke the wrongfully imprisoned blue hedgehog out at the time, she couldn’t exactly say no.

The event itself was pretty fun. A little snooty considering all the important people there but she was memorized by the fancy outfits everyone had on. She even got a little dressed up for this event as she stood at the table and watched people take her sweets she worked so hard on. 

Though ... something felt missing. When she looked around, she immediately figured it out. She thought she sensed the black hedgehog from earlier around. She can still sense him but he wasn’t anywhere to be seen. She took a look around and decided to go look for him. It wasn’t like they really needed her after she laid out the food right?

Amy followed where the striped hedgehog could have went to. She followed his energy outside and once she saw him, she slowly walked up to him with her hand behind her back.

✧  injury/hurt prompts bc reasons  | @ultimatelife ✧

“Ya really didn’t ‘ave t’patch me up ya know...”

To say the situation that the echidna found himself in was odd was an understatement. Not that there hadn’t been varies odd moments in his life — odd events were plentiful in fact. Still to have the ebony hedgehog tending to him definitely was something that he truly hadn’t expected. 

Especially after Knuckles had to not worry about it — after all, this wasn’t the first OR last time he’d be dealing with a wound like this — and that he would deal with it himself. Unfortunately the transgenic hedgehog didn’t take NO for an answer. Being very persistent ins suturing up the large gash that was decorating the echidna’s shoulder, back, and side, blood staining and coating his fur. Relenting after a while to just let the other help, since it seemed he wasn’t about to leave it be or let him deal with it on his own.

Even more surprising was how oddly gentle Shadow was being in the moment. It was no secret to most that knew him — or at the very least met him — that he wasn’t the friendliest person around. NOT that there was doubt that the hedgehog could be gentle, it was just not something one often experienced with the other and a very select few got to see for that matter. It puzzled the echidna to WHY he was being treated in such a fashion in the moment. Sure, he didn’t really have a grudge or anything against the other and tried his best to get along with him whenever they were in each other’s presences — after all, he had no reason to treat him with hostility or such. Doing his best to be mindful of the other and treating him with care, not stepping or pushing any boundaries LESS he had to and even than he still did his best to respect the other’s autonomy.

A soft and barely audible sigh escaped past his lips, letting those thoughts drift away from him. Not about to ponder them any further in the moment. Lavender eyes tracking and watching as Shadow worked, gently and delicately stitching up the open wound that ran across his shoulder — close enough to the neck and across the front of his chest and to back. Not like it couldn’t make the scar already adorning the spot any worse than it already was.