Character(s): Timon, Knuckles and Larxene
Content: Timon takes Knuckles back into the city... only for them to run into somebody unexpected.
Setting: Joutenheim gate
Time: Evening
Warnings: Larxene. 'Nuff said. :|b
Knuckles had dealt with enough annoyances for one day. He normally wouldn't have cared about not being in the city - but if something was amiss, then he'd better be inside it just in case. Sure, he was still pretty injured from fighting Kefka earlier in the week (and that was enough of thinking about that for one day, especially as his memory was still fuzzy on the matter - how many spells had he taken to the head?), but he could handle whatever came his way, right?
Of course. So he headed over to Joutenheim, avoiding wincing due to his wounds, and waited for Timon. He'd spoken to the little guy a few times, and something seemed... different about him, somehow. Wrong, even. But the meerkat had said he could take Knuckles back into the city, so he would give it a shot. It was better than nothing.