…why is there a weird hum from his neural implant?

“Praise is mincing my words…”

“Sonic hasn’t mentioned you so I can only assume you’re not as hardened as you believe.”

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* 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝗵͟𝗲͟𝗿͟𝗲͟ .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ 𝐚𝐥𝘰𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡
𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 ﹏ ⋆ ゛🌊 ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆
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“Colour me skeptical by your claim.”

“Tsk, and who are you?”

“…you might not be the Princess I’m used to either. What sort of world do you hail from?”

Nine spoke calmly, his intrigue quite clear.

Nine just simply stays tense and defensive.

“…j-just leave me alone to suffer.”

“…stop pretending like you understand me.”

Nine spoke, a low growl escaping him.

𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔
𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏
𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝐹𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓊𝓂, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝒬𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃

#SONICRP / #MVRP

Quietly nodding, unable to get words out at that moment.

Obviously his heart rate, blood pressure and other stats were raised from his panic attack.

The fox was still shaking, his breathing still fast.

“Why does it matter??”

He responds, fists clenching. There’s cuts along his fur…oh dear.

“Because I’m totally worthless in every way, Tails.”

Nine spoke coldly, folding his pained arms to almost hide them from Tails or Sonic.

Watching Tails’ demonstration, shakily trying to slow down to that same pace as best as he possibly could for now.

Nine didn’t say a word, still shaking and hyperventilating as his gaze met with Tails and both of his ears folded down.

Nine was just a kid and sometimes it was easy to forget that.

“…”

He roughly pulls his hands away from the other fox with a low growl of annoyance.

He was huddled up against a wall, hyperventilating and shaking intensely.

Panic attack, send help…

Looks.

Is confused.

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“Exactly…you’re not going to pretend to care or relate or understand.”

“I was abused, abandoned, isolated, ostracised…ever since I was born.”

“Not too many…strong emotions. I’ve had a lot of pain in my life…”

He spoke quietly, yet coldly.

“I know a guardian of universes…same line of work.”

“I have nothing but nightmares, are you telling me that’s your fault?”

He asks, without any hint of anger.

“…you have my curiosity.”

“…what is a daydream?”