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[rasus_umbra]

Who: Shadow the Hedgehog and Impmon (open)
What: Impmon wants crap for something, off to Junk we go.
When: March 11th, 4 pm-ish.
Where: Junk City, among the junk derp.

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[battleismyforte]

And coming down that road was... a rather strange-looking young man dragging a BlackGabumon around by a leash.

He was... looking preoccupied with something that could have been anything other than walking his partner. As though being out and about was an excuse, really.

Suddenly, he paused... and grinned, as he caught sight of Shadow. Still smiling to himself, he approached the hedgehog.

[rasus_umbra]

The only movement from Shadow that may even tell that he noticed Bass was an slight twitch of one of his ears. And Impmon is still nowhere in sight.

Of course that doesn't mean Shadow doesn't notice Bass coming his way, it's just he refuses to acknowledge the robot exists.

[battleismyforte]

Once Bass was close enough... well, it was time to start using his ultimate weapon.

"Hey you!" he cried. "Fuzzball. What's the matter? Someone forget to drag you the pound or something?"

[rasus_umbra]

Shadow rolled his eyes, whatever Bass was up to well... Shadow knows Sonic, the robot's insult-fu is weak compared to that.

"Did someone forget to teach you proper insults?" he retorted, sounding bored.