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smash_logs2009-12-05 11:42 pm
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To wet one's whistle - A meeting of spiky haired men.
Who? Knuckles and Shadow.
What? Drinkan tiems.
Where? FDC, a bar. Of some sort. Name to be decided.
When? Backdated a little to Friday evening.
Warnings!? Shadow will probably say Damn once or twice. And they might get into an awesome bar brawl or something. IDK THE SKY IS THE LIMIT OK!?
Knuckles zipped his coat up just a little tighter and kept walking. He'd gone into town just for the walk, really. No other reason than that. The school was starting to make him feel just a touch cabin feverish, considering how much time he spent there so a wander in FDCs bright and busy central area was just the ticket.
As he neared the outskirts of said central area however, he was sure he noted a familiar figure. And he felt a little divided on what to do about it.
Shadow was someone he actually liked and had a great deal of respect for, and Knuckles knew that despite his general air of stoic disinterest, he was a good person and even had a fun side. But, generally, he didn't seem to want much to do with anyone. And Knuckles could respect that, too. But then something truck hi in the back of the brain like a well thrown brick - he sort of OWED Shadow for letting him take up the other bed in the Hedgehogs' dorm for a few days.
"Hey, Shadow!" Knuckles called, jogging accross the street and giving the other a wave. "Yo! How's things, man?"
What? Drinkan tiems.
Where? FDC, a bar. Of some sort. Name to be decided.
When? Backdated a little to Friday evening.
Warnings!? Shadow will probably say Damn once or twice. And they might get into an awesome bar brawl or something. IDK THE SKY IS THE LIMIT OK!?
Knuckles zipped his coat up just a little tighter and kept walking. He'd gone into town just for the walk, really. No other reason than that. The school was starting to make him feel just a touch cabin feverish, considering how much time he spent there so a wander in FDCs bright and busy central area was just the ticket.
As he neared the outskirts of said central area however, he was sure he noted a familiar figure. And he felt a little divided on what to do about it.
Shadow was someone he actually liked and had a great deal of respect for, and Knuckles knew that despite his general air of stoic disinterest, he was a good person and even had a fun side. But, generally, he didn't seem to want much to do with anyone. And Knuckles could respect that, too. But then something truck hi in the back of the brain like a well thrown brick - he sort of OWED Shadow for letting him take up the other bed in the Hedgehogs' dorm for a few days.
"Hey, Shadow!" Knuckles called, jogging accross the street and giving the other a wave. "Yo! How's things, man?"