Pouty bat is pouty.

[sexyspybat]

Who: Rouge the Bat and Blaze the Cat (and maybe other peeps who see her around)
What: Rouge needs someone to talk to after Knux left. She's feeling a bit down.
Where: Out on the grounds.
When: March 17th, 10pm
Warnings: Rouge can be a bitch, but nothing tragic.

Rouge stood cross-armed on the edge of the island, staring out into the dark, smokey void in front of her. Knuckles had been gone for a while now and she'd finally stopped loathing him to her very core. She'd pleaded with him to stay, but still he left. Just up and took off without even blinking*. She might have followed him if she wasn't so proud. That, and she wanted him to stay for her.

So, she was mad. She was mad and lonely. He was the closest thing she had to a friend here in this dump of a mansion.

As much as she doesn't think she needs one, she could probably use a pep talk.

*Facts may or may not be skewed from the point of view of a very scorned and bitter bat.

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[garmentgoddess]

Soccer ball in hand, Rene was coming back to the grounds. There was enough starlight to see by, or otherwise she would be in big trouble.

Though that meant there was enough starlight to see someone standing around. "Hey!" she greeted. "It's getting a little cold. Need a buddy getting back?"

[sexyspybat]

"I don't mind the cold," Rouge replied dismissively. "I'm fine right here."

She stood facing out into the smokey void, trying to appear disinterested. She recognized that while this interaction was inherently meaningless, it had taken her mind off her troubles for a moment, which was a welcome relief. If this stranger wasn't put off by her irritability, maybe she should keep a dialogue going...

[garmentgoddess]

"Are you sure? You look like you're shivering." Rene got a little closer.

[sexyspybat]

"When you've spent hours staking out a ban... er, a potential threat in near-freezing weather, you sort of get used to it."

Rouge turned to face her acquaintance.

"What're you doing out here at this hour?"

[garmentgoddess]

A ban? A bandit? A band? "A potential threat? Is there a threat to the community?"

[sexyspybat]

"No, but there was. A long time ago. Eggman might have had something to do with it. But me and Knuc--"

She stopped mid-sentence and sighed, her voice sounding notably more morose.

"Me and Knuckles, we and a bunch of heroes saved the day. That madman almost obliterated us all. It's a wonder how he's stayed out of prison for this long."

[garmentgoddess]

Rene gasped. "Is there an enemy to our safety around? Point me in his direction!"

[sexyspybat]

Rouge stared at her in disbelief.

"You mean you don't know about Eggman? Rotten robot-crafting despot?"

[garmentgoddess]

That was quite a name. "Eggman, really? Never heard of him."

[sexyspybat]

Rouge shrugged.

"He's a menace. Go talk to Sonic the Hedgehog if you want to know more about him. If you don't mind, I'd like to be alone. I have a lot on my mind."

[garmentgoddess]

Any name that ended in "the hedgehog" was sure to be interesting. "Uh, all right. But I'm open to talk any time you need."