Shadow the Hedgehog (
wherethereislight) wrote in
escordvi2025-06-01 10:35 pm
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Log 4
Who: Shadow the Hedgehog and whomever I've plot things with.
Status: Closed
Where: Wherever the prompts take us.
What: Catch-all for the month.
Warnings: Violence, murder, warm fuzzies and still being an asshole.
If you like to do something with Shadow, feel free to PM,
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Status: Closed
Where: Wherever the prompts take us.
What: Catch-all for the month.
Warnings: Violence, murder, warm fuzzies and still being an asshole.
If you like to do something with Shadow, feel free to PM,

Surge and Kit
Checking his navigation, he figures he'll arrive at the destination within the next hour or so. He turns down the engine of his boat, setting it on cruise for a moment. The waters are calm on this particular night, so he'll take the opportunity to move below deck to gather something before arriving.
There has been some renovations done to the boat. Still barebone as ever with only the essentials on deck, but there's a cannon and another that can fire harpoons now. His engines have been upgraded for better travel time and the one room he designated to house various flowers is now a proper garden room of sorts. And that's where he'll be.
He's gather quite a variety of flowers since he got this boat, and he's pondering whether he should bring any, if there is one suitable for the occasion. It isn't necessary, but he has plentiful flowers that taking a few is probably a necessary measure to avoid overgrowth.]
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how annoying.
that's why she's met with a hard smack against the hull of the boat, and what follows after is a another loud thump there too. this is not the first time this has happened, and she's expecting to be in a jail cell again, but that's not the case. as she looks up, she can see the dead of night staring back at her, and the weight of kitsunami on her body.
slowly closing her eyes, surge opens them again at the sea breeze brushes against her nose. ]
Not-a-fuckin'-gain...
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Surge, are you okay?
[ the moment that green enters his vision, he feels his heart steady, his anxiety about the rift subsiding as he recognizes that the two of them are still together. the rest, he doesn't really care about. he just wanted to make sure that surge was alright. ]
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[ not what he asked but what is she if not okay, the tenrec lifts up as she positions the fox between her legs. one hand lifts up as she scratches the back of her quills, eyes looking around where they've been dropped off at. ]
Anyway, where the hell are we now...
[ she is not enjoying this issue of theirs, her free hand points to the sea that's pretty vast, and here they are on a moving boat. slowly getting to her feet, she grabs the kit by his wait to put him down on those big rain boots of his. ]
Woah! Look, it's like... big??
[ sea gets that big? ]
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[ what's he supposed to do about that? still the ocean? freeze it?
he might be able to, if he tried... but he hasn't tried to do anything too big yet with his tattoo, and he even then he can tell that it tires him out more than it did at home. he'd rather keep his guard up for now as surge sets him back on his feet, just in case. ]
W-we must be pretty far away from Eltrut.
[ and he's been pointedly staying on eltrut, really, considering it's one of the only places where both he and surge can stay together without any problems. paladins? not fond of corsairs. corsairs? understandably feel likewise. as a general rule, that place is just the easiest place to be as partners. this place though? ignoring the fact that they're out at sea, he's scanning the ship for anything that might identify it, especially aligning it with one faction or the other. ]
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There was no way the sound of them landing didn't alert him to return to the deck. What he discovered, only soured his mood. These two again. If they were trying to get the jump on him, it was a pathetic attempt at it. How did they come onto his boat in the first place? There was no land or other vessels in sight before he went below deck. The thought of striking them first crossed his mind, but he makes the decision to wait and watch in the shadows. Their actions are too easily driven by their emotions. Starting a fight here is not ideal while they're out at sea.
It was the better alternative to listen, as he hears how utterly clueless they are about being on his ship. It appears this was not planned, if they're even capable of such a thing to begin with.
His objective now is to focus on getting to his destination sooner, have them disembark and let someone else deal with them. He eyes them, not expecting this to be smooth sailing to the island.]
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[ surge walks towards the edge of the deck, peering at the ocean and how she's unable to locate where they would need to go. despite being in a new area, surge doesn't seem like she's in any rush to find out what's going on. her attention more so on viewing something new. ]
It's not too bad. [ she mumbles before turning away from the rails to giving her attention back to kitsunami.
for a brief moment she stops, ears twitching as she glances around with the sound of the ocean hitting against the boat covering some sound. though that doesn't stop as her eyes are quick to fall upon a familiar figure, and she's quick to stand properly with a glare towards the hedgehog. it's dark here, the moon's held high above them, and their first interaction already tells surge that the field is against them.
taking a step forward, her arm stretched out to force kit behind her. ]
Eugh, company... [ she mumbles, rather than striking him, she doesn't move from her spot due to the second interaction. he didn't hurt them, but people were around so still she's on guard. ]
The fuck you lookin' at? If ya got somethin' to say, I'm all ears.
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Stay in my sights. You can both get off once we reach land. [And where is this land exactly? They're probably still too far out, but there are some lights dimly flickering in the far distance, if they squint hard enough.]
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though kit is sure he wasn't there a moment ago...
he keeps his voice low as he speaks to surge. ]
Should I get rid of him, Ma'am...?
[ there's so much water around—it shouldn't be hard to do. ]
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Paying the Sonic teamup Tax
He isn't completely certain there was anything to find, but perhaps something was left behind that didn't get swept along. Confirming this means one less location to search. His quills move as the wind starts to pick up in the area. As he starts to turn the sails, he hear's something hit the fabric and then a loud thump onto the deck.]
... [The engines are turned off. A deadpan expression on his face, seeing from the captain's deck, who had landed on his boat this time. Maybe he should be looking into those rifts instead, because this is getting ridiculous.]
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With a groan, he pushes himself to his feet and looms around to take in his new surroundings, only to spot Shadow of all people on the captain's deck. Oh joy, stuck on a boat with Mister Personality! This was sure to end well.]
Ah... huh. I'd say I can explain, but I'm at a bit of a loss with this one.
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Don't try to run. We're no where near land. [Meaning he's stuck with this hedgehog. All the more reason his mood has soured. He returns to moving the sail once more to catch the wind, better duck blue hedgehog.]
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Eeeyup, Shadow's right. Nowhere near land. Sonic sighs, accepting his boaty fate with a shrug. What can you do, huh?]
It is what it is, I guess. What brings you all the way out here?
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...At the same time, he's already reached his destination and it be a waste having to go back and then return to this spot. Things may drift away before he can return to investigate again. Tch. He glances off into the distance, searching while the boat drifts through the area.] How are you at swimming?
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Hard to gauge whether or not Sonic's answer to that question will warrant a punching...]
I've been practicing! I've just about mastered the doggy paddle. Its not great, but I can mostly keep my head above water?
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I'm looking for clues to Elah's whereabouts. [Considering the whale was last seen diving underwater, swimming might be required. Will this give the blue hedgehog cold feet, or is he going to confront this problem?]
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Anyway. Elah, huh? Any luck so far, or are you just starting off?
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Sidestep
Upon recieving further details, reading a name of one of the organizations involved, he doesn't waste time heading for the objective. Guardian Units of Nations. What were they doing here? How long have they been here?
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He doesn't have any kind words about G.U.N., but knowing what they do, this doesn't seem to line up with their MO. To have involvment with the abductions and whale hunting, are they a group that defected? There are many questions that he can only get answers to once he reaches the facility.]
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The owner having connections to several high ranking individuals who had been caught on that islsnd. People being taken and not coming back.
They're cloaked deep in their "do not notice me" aura and hidden in the shadows. Hard to see, hard to find.
They're not on the lookout for Shadow. They know nothing about GUN. They just know that something is up, and that there might be combat model Re-Genes involved.
They are, however, in a real good spot for a stakeout, so it's entirely probable that they might run into each other.)
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He does notice there were other individuals not wearing the GUN uniforms. Hired arms? Something about them didn't look, entirely human. An unknown factor. If he were to enter now, would the knowledge he does have be enough that he can deal with the individuals he has no information on?
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He moves along the fenced off perimeter under cover, grabbing a rock. He'll toss it into the area to see how the guards would respond.]
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Immediately, their mind fans out, scanning for the source--there!)
Fuck! (They swear under their breath. What's Shadow doing here?
They slip closer to his location and drop their don't notice me aura abruptly.)
Shadow?
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...
Crimson eyes turn toward the noise of someone approaching on this side of the fence. He stares as Chris comes into view. Eyes narrow slightly. So they're here for something as well. What other reason would they come out to this specific location? Now Shadow has to factor them into the equation as well. Great. He unfurls the hand that had been balled up into a fist, gripping the fence. He picked this spot as it had a decent blindspot, and there was a small opening in the fence he could make larger for him to get through. Or the two of them in this case.
He looks to the other for a moment and then slips through. This window of opportunity is closing quickly after that moment's distraction. Either Chris follows or doesn't. He knows not what they're after here, but as long as they don't attract any attention from the guards or interferes, they can do whatever they want.]
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They get the impression he's too preoccupied with something else to really care about their presence at all.
They'll follow him through the opening in the fence, re-cloaking themself in a general aura of "do not notice me", and do their best to extend it to Shadow as well. Might as well work together if they're both here.)
Got a tip that there might be someone here involved with people from my world. (Rumors of blue people with strange magic. A name spit out in a curse by another they'd hunted down.
Their words are a whisper. They don't have time to give a more detailed explanation.)
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Those agents in uniform are from mine. [He finally speaks up, quietly. They all had patches on their uniform to differentiate them. What Shadow finds curious, is that those emblem designs hadn't been in use for quite some time...maybe it's nothing. More pressing, what are they doing working with those from the other's world? He glances up at the camera, ears swerving to the sound of footsteps.
They can't stay here and discuss things. Even with the cloaking ability, they're still just sitting ducks. They need to get somewhere with more privacy. He starts moving away from the guards, staying along the building until he gestures for Chris' attention. Above them, an air duct they can get through.] Get me there. I'll pull you up.
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The annoyed tolerance and focus on the task at hand might actually be helping more than any kindness would. It's what they're used to.
For now, they try to see if they can pick anything up from the minds of the guards with regards to base layout and amount of people protecting it, even as they follow Shadow.)
Alright.
(They resist the urge to tease him about his height or comment about "uppies" as they stoop down to give him a boost.)
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