Rouge felt like hurting someone very badly as she left the hospital that
day. Her target got up and disappeared, despite the guy's disadvantage, and
she had gotten there only fractions of a second too late!
Now, if only there was someone to maim on her way out...
Down in the hospital lobby she continued to fume, but took at least a little joy in the fact that the nurse she had annoyed earlier was still sobbing at her desk. However, several nurses and a few patrons had gathered to try to comfort the poor nurse or replace her.
Still breathing heavily, she continued her walk to the door.
However, luck was with her anyway. She finally found the person she wanted to maim!
Just outside, a young man walked up to her and said in a sly, smooth tone, "Hey, doll, doin' anything tonight?"
Whack!
The young man collapsed to the floor, missing at least four more teeth then his original set, thanks to a high kick to his face from the supposed "doll".
"I might as well take some pride in this..." Rouge mumbled to herself, "at least that proves, once again, that I'm beautiful!"
The smile was small and diabolical, but it was a smile nonetheless.
She then turned around just to smack into another young man, strangely familiar with red hair and a powerful build.
"Sorry," he said, making sure she could stand by helping her balance on her feet. He had gently grabbed her shoulders to do so. "I was in a hurry; I didn't think you would move."
There was something in the gleam of his eyes. It was a kind of mysterious power, and yet a kind and gentle personality as well.
The big tip-off was the spikes she saw instead of his regular knuckles.
"Knuckles?!" she called in surprise. It was faked, mostly because she had seen him on the television before.
He just stared in return. "You're...Rouge?" he whispered in surprise.
She smiled. "Yep! It's me! And you still haven't given me my jewel!"
Knuckles' rage was definitely starting to rise, but he kept it hidden well. "I've told you before, Rouge; the Master Emerald is not yours!"
"But I've told you before; all jewels are mine!" she fought back, becoming increasingly smug as well.
"I don't have time for this right now..." Knuckles growled, mostly to himself as he tried to walk away.
Rouge stopped him and handed him a small note she had, just in case of this type of event. "Then how about we talk about it later?"
Knuckles opened the small note to see the contents of it. "The 'Romia Capriccio'? Doesn't that mean 'Kitchen of Rome' or something?"
Once again, Rouge smiled. "Great! See you there!"
Now, if only there was someone to maim on her way out...
Down in the hospital lobby she continued to fume, but took at least a little joy in the fact that the nurse she had annoyed earlier was still sobbing at her desk. However, several nurses and a few patrons had gathered to try to comfort the poor nurse or replace her.
Still breathing heavily, she continued her walk to the door.
However, luck was with her anyway. She finally found the person she wanted to maim!
Just outside, a young man walked up to her and said in a sly, smooth tone, "Hey, doll, doin' anything tonight?"
Whack!
The young man collapsed to the floor, missing at least four more teeth then his original set, thanks to a high kick to his face from the supposed "doll".
"I might as well take some pride in this..." Rouge mumbled to herself, "at least that proves, once again, that I'm beautiful!"
The smile was small and diabolical, but it was a smile nonetheless.
She then turned around just to smack into another young man, strangely familiar with red hair and a powerful build.
"Sorry," he said, making sure she could stand by helping her balance on her feet. He had gently grabbed her shoulders to do so. "I was in a hurry; I didn't think you would move."
There was something in the gleam of his eyes. It was a kind of mysterious power, and yet a kind and gentle personality as well.
The big tip-off was the spikes she saw instead of his regular knuckles.
"Knuckles?!" she called in surprise. It was faked, mostly because she had seen him on the television before.
He just stared in return. "You're...Rouge?" he whispered in surprise.
She smiled. "Yep! It's me! And you still haven't given me my jewel!"
Knuckles' rage was definitely starting to rise, but he kept it hidden well. "I've told you before, Rouge; the Master Emerald is not yours!"
"But I've told you before; all jewels are mine!" she fought back, becoming increasingly smug as well.
"I don't have time for this right now..." Knuckles growled, mostly to himself as he tried to walk away.
Rouge stopped him and handed him a small note she had, just in case of this type of event. "Then how about we talk about it later?"
Knuckles opened the small note to see the contents of it. "The 'Romia Capriccio'? Doesn't that mean 'Kitchen of Rome' or something?"
Once again, Rouge smiled. "Great! See you there!"