"I Want To See What You Can Do."
"I want to see what you can do."
not sure how they ended up in this little.... situation. aside sonic, julius had never truly FOUGHT with anyone before that didn't feel like it should end in life or death. yet here the mobian echidna was, not only indulging julius in his baser need to fight: that SHEER DESIRE FOR BLOODSHED, PAIN, that coursed through his veins. like it screamed at him. pumped so harshly through his blood that it felt like a heat pounding between his eyes with no ceiling, no zenith.
"I want to see what you can do."
but goading him on? a laugh barks out of him at the realization: sudden, sharp, rolled from deep within his chest. a shuddered exhale punches out of him from that sheer euphoria at the battle, and they hadn't even truly started. a few hits, but julius had been holding back - always did, to some degree. only ever went all out with sonic, yet even then julius had to temper those desires. would lose himself otherwise, become beastial. can feel that shaking in his chest already from all that chaos energy bubbling and heating in his veins. fight, rip, tear, destroy, kill; DO IT, STOP HOLDING BACK, HE'S TELLING YOU NOT TO--
the words clatter out of him, as though he is trying to hold that building need at bay, "trust me, you do not want me to do that." not out of any sense of care for the echidna. more-so at the slight worry over how upset sonic would be knowing what julius might do to knuckles.
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"sorry, i didn't realize this seat was taken," julius gave a softer smile, shuffling and moving his bookbag off the seat he'd set it on. his gaze lingered on the man in front of him, enjoying the way that his hair accentuated his face, and those eyes were beautiful too. he wondered if he had ever seen him around the eden club. julius cleared his throat, "are you, here with anyone, or are you waiting on someone?" realizing how bold that sounded, julius quickly clarified, "n-not that i'm! trying to, flirt or anything. i just thought if you had a moment, maybe we could try getting a coffee?"
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"i, for one, have never been prouder of colin."
he's tugged, led really. eyes flicked down, blurred and blackened around the edges. like straws narrowed in and zoomed in on the fact that the hand was still gripped onto his jacket. oh. no one had ever done that before. why was that so...? why was julius so focused in on that? he couldn't look away from that hand on his jacket, to the point where he did bump into him when they stopped abruptly.
julius stumbled back a step, muttering a quickly, flustered and spluttered, "er, s-sorry! i didn't mean to bump into you," finally tears his eyes away in order to look at the place. his eyes widened, a sucked in stuck breath at the sight. glory that had to be the fanciest looking building he's ever seen. "whoa." decent? julius wasn't sure his wallet could afford it from just looking at the building alone.
· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . "Mhmmm," hummed back before giving Julius' jacket a tug for him to follow. "There's this place just down the block." Assured as he makes his way down pavement, still not letting go of the other's jacket as he lead to the shop. Just to abruptly stop in front of the place so that they intentionally bump into one another. "Here. It's not the best place, but it's decent." They're in the nicer part of Gotham after all, so decent is good really. He's just a bit spoiled.
Julius has appeared! What to do?
Brush off Ask to leave Punish Leave them
of course he was right, what kind of idea was that? totally out of left field, completely lacking in any thought, entirely out of the realm of possibility-
"unless," no. no no no no- he knew that look on sonic's expression, knew that grin most of all. lips could barely part to begin to say 'sonic' before the shorter's off and running his mouth, and at what he registers julius just stares in mute disbelief before a sharp laugh bursts out of him at how stupid,
"a wig?" are you serious.
julius' refuting sonic's flimsy reasoning immediately, and sonic gives a short, brief smile. like he's, sad, that he knows it's the truth too. doesn't want it to be, not really. "....yea, guess y'got a point there," he's looking back to the pond now, leaned back on his hands, sort of lounging. hears the rock splash hard along the water's surface before plummeting.... "....unless," there's a spark to his gaze, and sonic glances over at julius with a cheeky grin,
"we can putcha in a wig, n'get you all fancied up. different coat, pants, make you look real tourist-y. no one'd ever know," he snaps his fingers, points at julius as though it were the best idea in the world.
" that's a lot of blood. "
"indeed it is," his face and neck are covered in it. front of his shirt and bits of his jacket are drenched in that blood. "adore your makeup." particularly the lipstick, to say nothing of the accentuation around his eyes. "what brand do you use?"
