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Still Alone [Open]
If there was one thing Shadow hated to admit? It was being hurt. Not physically, mind you; emotionally. He was the bad ass, the guy who would never tell you how he was feeling even if you tortured him right there.
If he was willing, he'd tell you the reason why he was hurt - his rejection from Rogue Squadron just for being "too short". Sure, it was probably a childish thing to feel, but at the same time, he felt justified. At a time where you're one of the last people left in the multiverse, why hold back?
Every time he thought of the incident, it made his blood boil. Part of him, Stacy willing, wanted him to find one of those precious "X-Wings" and ram it into that stupid office.
"Maybe I do deserve to be an "Outsider"." Shadow muttered from a perch up on a rooftop. "Because I sure as hell isn't going to be any help elsewhere..."
If he was willing, he'd tell you the reason why he was hurt - his rejection from Rogue Squadron just for being "too short". Sure, it was probably a childish thing to feel, but at the same time, he felt justified. At a time where you're one of the last people left in the multiverse, why hold back?
Every time he thought of the incident, it made his blood boil. Part of him, Stacy willing, wanted him to find one of those precious "X-Wings" and ram it into that stupid office.
"Maybe I do deserve to be an "Outsider"." Shadow muttered from a perch up on a rooftop. "Because I sure as hell isn't going to be any help elsewhere..."
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Eyes falling down on the black hedgehog, or something like that, she blinked a few times hearing only a little bit of what he muttered to himself as she had approached him. Something along the lines of “I”, “deserve” and “Outsider”, her eyes softened on the creature, and she said, without really thinking of the situation, “N-No one deserves to be an outside, sir-san.” Then after a moment, she blinked, and then covered her mouth with her hand. “Eh…I’m sorry! I don’t mean to disturb you or anything!” Panic quickly set in and her frantic nature obvious. “Ehnmm…eh…I’m Tohru Honda, pleased to meet you!” she introduced herself to the stranger. Technically, she wasn’t a stranger to him anymore.
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...at least it was someone different.
"...it's alright." Shadow said, turning back around. "Name's Shadow. Shadow the Hedgehog."
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As time passed and she met the Souma family, she began to understand that she was even more of an outsider. She kept trying to protect them, and then she would do something that she didn’t quite understand and that was because she was an outsider. They always called her the “outsider” because, obviously, she was and she didn’t understand their problems and their pain. Even though she did her best where she could, she would never be included with their family. Chuckling lightly, she gave a warmer smile to the shadow hedgehog and nodded her head lightly “I’m the Onigiri, too.” She admitted. “In my world, I was viewed as the outside a lot. It was okay though. I was still accepted by my friends and the Souma family.” Her words were gentle and understanding. She didn’t want to be rude and ask him why he felt that way, but she wanted to help the poor thing.
“I-I’m sorry.” She apologized quickly, “I don’t mean to be rude. Can I ask, and I don’t mean to pry, but why do you feel that way?” she asked him curiously as she got a tinge of pink embarrassment on her cheeks. “I don’t believe our situations are the same, but I know the feelings of being left out are always similar.” Of course, she could be wrong, which was probably the case to begin with.
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"With all of us stuck on board this ship, we need to work together and make it through, but it seems that, even here, some of the humans want to take control of things. I tried to join in with a group called 'Rogue Squadron', but I was turned away because they said I was too short." He let out a snort. "Too short. What a joke. They just want to keep things under their control. Handle things their way."
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Tohru blinked a bit, she never heard of this rogue squadron. Of course, she wasn’t here all too long so they could have been around longer than she knew and she was just ignorant to that fact. She took sympathy on the hedgehog. She knew that, after he told her he was created to help people and save them she smiled and said “Well…” she thought briefly again before she phrased her idea hoping it wouldn’t be insulting, “Perhaps you should so things in your own way.” She phrased the idea in a strange way; she then blinked and said “You shouldn’t let them hold you back from doing something that you were born to do. Like you said, you were born to help people.” She gave a soft smile.
Then she thought to herself, what was she brought to this ship to do? She wasn’t sure. Everyone here mostly had fighting skills or some sort of unremarkable power. “It sort of makes me wonder.” The brown said aloud, expressing her thoughts without really knowing it. “I wonder what I was brought here to do.” She wondered and curiosity usually got the better of her and this was probably one of those instances. Humming a moment as she thought and just let a polite sigh through her nostrils and then smiled again “Whatever you do, Shadow-san, I think you’ll do wonderful at it!” She didn’t even know anything about this hedgehog, though she gave him her support. “If you need help getting there, I’ll do my best to help you.” She promised.
That was one thing that she was really good at. She was good at helping people. She was also good at cooking and cleaning, but those were just some minor things that she knew how to do. Though she was happy to be able to do even something small to help a greater cause, she supposed that might be why she was brought to Stacy but, perhaps, Stacy just took pity on her. “I’m sorry about the Rogue Squadron though.” She truly was.
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He let out another sigh as he stood up. "Don't worry about it. If they don't need me, it's their loss. It's their kind of thinking that'll probably get them killed in the end..."
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Tohru knew that some people became comfortable in a new place with the type of food that was there. If there was something good and familiar to them, they would feel a bit more comfortable. It helped with Kisa when she was staying at Shigure’s house. Her mother told Tohru how she liked her meals and what she liked to eat, so Tohru made them for her so she would become more comfortable around Tohru and maybe get her to talk again. She felt bad for the little girl. Then the thought came to her mind. Did she and Hiro survive? They were only in middle school! They couldn’t be gone! How…how awful and cruel that would be! They had a bright future ahead of them. Tohru understood if she had been killed, and they had lived, she would have been happy. She lived eighteen years of life, and they were good years! She wouldn’t complain. When that thought buzzed into her mind and steadily moved to the constant worrying back of her mind, she turned to Shadow again and listened to what he had to say.
“Well…” she began, “…that’s a bit of a sad thought.” She was honest. Tohru was almost, always honest. There were times where she kept the truth hidden or away from the eyes of the others, but those times were always rare. “I don’t think that you should give up on doing something you want. Perhaps, try another way. There has to be some sort of other…fighting group on the ship that you would do a thousand times better for!” There had to be. The ship was big enough, and obviously they would be fighting some sort of strange enemies along their travels.
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Finding new ways around the City without her airwalking spell was a unique challenge that Rhiow had set herself. Only this time, when she gained the rooftop from a decorative ledge of the building nextdoor, someone was already there. And it was someone who looked like they were in a particularly rotten mood.
Rhiow settled herself a polite distance away. "Hunt's Luck," she said cautiously. "I hope I'm not interrupting."
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"It's alright. Right now, I'm doing this so I don't punch someone who deserves it." Shadow said.
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Doing good so far on being a good hedgehog. No need to spoil it because of some stupid human and their stupid rules.
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She certainly saw Shadow as an Outsider, but it was clear she didn't see something like that in a negative light.
"You look unhappy. What has occurred?"
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"I guess you're right there..." Shadow said, replying to her observation. "Someone who came here recently was preparing to set up some sort of team - Rogue Squadron. I wanted on, show them what I could do. Turned me away because I was 'too short'." The hedgehog scoffed. "They turned away another for the same reason. They just want to do things their way!"
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"They turned you away possibly because your height would put you at a tactical disadvantage to the formations they had in mind. It is possible it was simply not logical to have you on that team. If that is the case, that is that. In my opinion, sticking you in some ship would be stifling your abilities anyway. And no one would get to see your face. I prefer the face of an Outsider to that of a faceless pilot any day."
She's saying a bit more that seems to be directed at Shadow, but of course with Alessa you can never be too sure.
She dusted off her hands. "I'm surprised you've made no mention of my current state. Most might have asked what I've been up to."
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"...I have a feeling what you might have done - remade your Silent Hill, I take it?"
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Alessa drummed her good hand on her burned arm, seemingly examining the crispiness. "It is far from Silent Hill, but I'm starting, yes. It's too unstable a situation to push all my energy into that now, so you might say its acting as my fort. It takes awhile to get it started."
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"That makes sense - best not to expend too much on something when the situation might change too quickly." He noticed her checking on her arm. "You'd better get that looked at, Alessa. That doesn't look good."
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Alessa shook her head. "It isn't that. Normally, I'd have finished Silent Hill in a few days, and then 'slept' to recharge. I had to make this version because of the comings of the Nightmare King. I will need to be at full strength when I engage him. So this injury is nothing if I am not prepared."
Though she wouldn't admit it, she was a bit pleased he showed any concern at all.
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"The Nightmare King. You think it's as bad as they say it is?" Shadow asked. "And if it is, you think we can take care of it?"
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She looked over at him. "This kind of attack will be a mental one. If you think you can break it, then you do not have to worry. But if there are things you fear, you should prepare yourself. He will strike at your subconscious. I have felt him...
She looked over at him. "This kind of attack will be a mental one. If you think you can break it, then you do not have to worry. But if there are things you fear, you should prepare yourself. He will strike at your subconscious. I have felt him...<i<creeping.</i>"
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