[ any signs of power that goes off the radar is something to be looked into, shadow's done this before, and despite the conclusion; he's found it's never over. it could be an obsession at this point, one of the constant drives that keep him moving, and if this is one of rouge's ploys to get him out then he can just leave.
it's as simple as that, but her insistence as well as urgency (to either obtain or see it before it completely disappears) encourages him enough to come along. days have been long, and his need to keep his mind busy outweighs taking care of himself. if he isn't searching for anymore signs of threats then he's, what others would claim it to be, wasting away.
it's none of their business what he does in his downtime, but sometimes he can't work. he's unable to act. memories haunt him much like long ago, they come in active bursts that reminds him his own pain and suffering stems from his existence.
maria's words still echo in his ear, reminding him that there's so much more to why he lives and what he must do. yet, it's hard to swallow down, at that moment he easily accepted those words because he had her in his grasp. he was spoiled. now he can only remember by thinking back to the previous events in that white space, and this is one of the issues that has been noticed with him.
his reaction time in conversations tend to be nonexistent or he takes longer to respond, this time it's the latter. he hadn't really registered what rouge has said to him, he does acknowledge the room for what it's worth. ]
Let's move.
[ an opposite to her wariness, before, he would have relied on rouge's intuition, and contemplated how they'd advance. nowadays, he moves forward without much thought, entering the room and scanning the area with crimson eyes. it's sloppy, and shadow doesn't do sloppy, but he doesn't do much right when he has too much on his mind. ]
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it's as simple as that, but her insistence as well as urgency (to either obtain or see it before it completely disappears) encourages him enough to come along. days have been long, and his need to keep his mind busy outweighs taking care of himself. if he isn't searching for anymore signs of threats then he's, what others would claim it to be, wasting away.
it's none of their business what he does in his downtime, but sometimes he can't work. he's unable to act. memories haunt him much like long ago, they come in active bursts that reminds him his own pain and suffering stems from his existence.
maria's words still echo in his ear, reminding him that there's so much more to why he lives and what he must do. yet, it's hard to swallow down, at that moment he easily accepted those words because he had her in his grasp. he was spoiled. now he can only remember by thinking back to the previous events in that white space, and this is one of the issues that has been noticed with him.
his reaction time in conversations tend to be nonexistent or he takes longer to respond, this time it's the latter. he hadn't really registered what rouge has said to him, he does acknowledge the room for what it's worth. ]
Let's move.
[ an opposite to her wariness, before, he would have relied on rouge's intuition, and contemplated how they'd advance. nowadays, he moves forward without much thought, entering the room and scanning the area with crimson eyes. it's sloppy, and shadow doesn't do sloppy, but he doesn't do much right when he has too much on his mind. ]