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.

Comments

[vela_nova]

Blaze felt her eyebrow twitch when she heard her attempt at a comforting gesture twisted around on her. "I'm TRYING to say that I understand what you're going through, because I went through it myself several times. He'll be back eventually, and when he is, you shouldn't let the chance pass you by again," she said, trying to hold a civil tongue in her mouth for now.