Night Not Only Falls, It Bounces Too

[mach-n-roll.livejournal.com]

Night. Day. Night. Day. Twilight? Daybreak. Night. Day again.

Somewhere in between running raids on SkullBoneBloodTooth Island and checking out their new Half-demigod-half-celestial's jiggle physics, it seems I.T. has finally managed to chase the bugs to the diurnal cycle simulator; It's like a humongous infant is screwing around with a humongous light switch and having a hell of a good time with it. Day is suddenly night, and ten seconds of darkness later it's day again. It's annoying, and probably the cause of a few more crashes and stubbed toes and accidental gropes after bouncing into each other in the mutable gravity. But overall not the worst that could happen... well, for most people.

"Oh man here we go a-- *PHUFFH!* "AUGH! I'd figure it'd be easier by n--" *PHUFFH!* "But nope, still hurts" *PHUFFH!* "Arawr! Okay this isn't funny anym--" *PHUFFH!* "NNG!"

For Sonic, it's a little more of a problem. It had caught him in the courtyard, and he's now leaning on the edge of the (inactive and algae-brown) fountain. Every time the daylight drops off he goes Werehog with a flash of sickly green light. When it bounces back on, he changes back with another flash. And neither one looks particularly pleasant.

*PHUFFH!* "When I get my hands on them I'm gonna-- *PHUFFH!* "NNG! File a complaint or something..." *PHUFFH!* "As hard as I possibly CAN!"

Talk to him? Try to help? Play out schitzoid daylight problems of your own?

((Red text is Werehog!Sonic, blue is normal, in case context didn't make it clear.))

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[redcaphero.livejournal.com]

[Ness, at the very least, isn't walking upside-down anymore. But the ten-second night and day thing in the courtyard is starting to confuse the boy.

Wait. Wait a sec.

Is that...Sonic?!]

Are you okay?

[mach-n-roll.livejournal.com]

"...Ness?" He looks up at the boy. "Hey kid. Guess there was something about me I forgot to mention when we first met--" *PHUFF!* "ARGH! Awh man... The sun goes down and I change into this thing! Normally it's only twice a day, but with the screwy day and night patterns--hold on..." *PHUFF!* "Wgh! My body can't seem to make up it's mind either."

[redcaphero.livejournal.com]

[He's a little...surprised. Okay, talking bees and talking blue hedgehogs he could take with barely an eyebrow quirk, but this?

Oh, man. He's struggling to keep in all his questions because what's important now is that he has to get Sonic somewhere without a glitch in its...whatever it is that controls the weather patterns here, to say the least.]

Is our room affected by this kind of thing?

[He forgot to mention the little thing about, oh, the laws of physics, specifically those concerning gravity being thrown straight out the nearest window that kept happening on his way here.]

[mach-n-roll.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's night and day everywhere, right?"

He lets out a tired pant of a breath. He doesn't know yet, of the relative safe haven of the clinics.

"so I don't think I can get away from it--" *PHUFFH!* "Angh... I'm starting to not feel so good..."

[redcaphero.livejournal.com]

[He quickly grabs Sonic's hand. For what? Simple. He's going to either carry or drag the hedgehog to the clinics, wherever they are.]

[mach-n-roll.livejournal.com]

This has got to be a strange sight, to any onlooker; a thirteen-year-old boy in a red cap, leading a shaggy grey monster that's almost as tall as he is. Sonic is going to obediently trudge along with him, though he falters when he occasionally changes.

*PHUFFH!*

"W-we're headed for the clinics, aren't we?"

[redcaphero.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, but...erm...

[He doesn't know where it is. But hey, at least they're going to get out of there, right?]

[mach-n-roll.livejournal.com]

"...okay. It's over in the next building, first floor, near the back--" *PHUFFH!*

Normally he'd avoid doctors if he could help it. Every sprain, strain, concussion and internal injury that landed him in a hospital (and there were more than people thought) inevitably turned to "We're going to run some extra metabolic tests while we're at it" and "you don't mind doing one last reflex test do you," and "a deep muscle tissue sample would really help," and finally "it's the most sensible decision you know, signing a release on your genome, there's no way it could ever be used for non-theraputic purposes--"

Yeah, right.

But this was a different situation. Georik probably doesn't know what a genome even IS. And Sonic was starting to feel heavier and heavier in ways that had nothing to do with the grav fluctuations.

"Thanks... Ness. Normally I'd make it there on my own but... Well, I owe you one."

[redcaphero.livejournal.com]

Don't mention it.

[Ness quickly takes Sonic's directions. He doesn't even seem to notice when the hedgehog transforms. Right now, he's concentrating on getting Sonic somewhere safe.]