#rgtag - rosy

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"Gaia below, I love my fuckin' rose so much."

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You'd think that but her and Rosy are extremely, extremely soft. The violence is only done to others at best but ultimately they're snuggly gay. It's weird.

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Also, since I don't think it's been expressly stated: Scourge, like Olympia, is by default mainly associated with @/rgtag's characters. Meaning unless I'm rping with a Rosy that wants to be in the same 'universe' and not an alternate one or I'm interacting with a Fiona under the same pretense-

My Scourge is with Mint's Rosy. She wears a matching heart choker with her. It's cute and gay that is all!

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. . . She still can't read Rosy sometimes.

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She loves her bitch of a future wife so gaia-damned much.

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@rgtag sent: 💋 and a kiss to scourge from rosy, she has to kiss them Now.

Scourge wasn't a holidays person, that much was something most have caught onto. This, of course, didn't stop them from watching the fireworks - staring out from the balcony of their bedroom with a soft frown. This year had been strange, to say the least, but not all unpleasant. Which was stranger still, considering how the tail-end was so plagued by —

As if the thought alone had summoned her, there's the sound of door crashing open and rapid approaching footsteps. Just enough time to whirl around and catch the oncoming pink blur as fireworks began to rocket into the sky. Unfortunately, for Rosy, Scourge had managed to catch her just shy of lips meeting. There's the slightest grimace as the struggle to keep her off was certainly strong.. before Scourge, of all things, smiled.

It seemed just enough to take Rosy off-guard, spinning on heel so they're now holding Rosy close to them to keep from dropping her. A pause, smile widening a bit at the sight of gold glinting in the lights above around Rosy's neck. Along with, of all things, the matching shades they'd gotten her earlier in the year. It was strange, of course, remembering they'd gotten her that...

They'd even gotten her this dress, they realized, staring down at her so mystified at being held close to them. Of all things, Scourge.. didn't mind Rosy being here. A hand moved up, flicking the other's sunglasses into place proper before it moves down to cup her cheek.

"What did I say, y' look better with a smile."

Just after, they move in, letting lips meet for the first time as they held Rosy so close to them. Staying there for the longest time as heart pounded in chest. It was strange, they hadn't expected anything from it, but.. despite themselves, they didn't actually want to break this embrace. Only doing so because they had to breathe.

A soft gasp, grinning down at the hedgehog as they finally rise up so they can both stand now, taking off jacket slowly to toss onto her shoulders - adjusting shirt that they'd been wearing beneath it with a bit of discomfort - before returning to staring up at the fireworks like it had never happened. At least until the pinkette beside them finally caught up with reality again, with how she was just gawking at them still.

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"What did I say about makin' it weird...?!" They're grumbling at the pinkette clinging to them, even if they can't really do a thing about it...

But, at the same time.. it was nice? Maybe. Scourge is glad she liked it, after all. That was the point, wasn't it?

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"...Tt, whatever. Guess it is Christmas." They manage to get an arm free, only to wrap it around Rosy's shoulders in return. "C'mon, think that stupid cafe's open. Feelin' peckish anyways."

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Sonic didn't often take strolls through places like this, but who could blame him? It was a slow as hell day and there wasn't anything to do. He looked around the shopping district, adjusting sunglasses with a scowl. So damn bright around here, too. He had half a mind to break a window or two just for the fun of it, frankly. It'd be a nice change of pace from how damn boring it is around here.

Just as he was about to follow through, there's a pause, when he had spotted someone. A brief raise of brow, watching for a few moments. What the hell was she doing, just standing there staring at the displays? The hedgehog approached, leaning somewhat over to get a better look. There was a moment longer of confusion, staring at the outfit on display and then to the pink hedgehog standing there. She wasn't wearing anything nice, frankly, and she looked... lost? That was the only word that he could think to describe it.

He looked again at the displayed clothes, finally connecting that of course the girl couldn't afford it. There's a few beats where he just stood there, staring at the girl clearly lost in her own little world.. was he seriously about to do this? There's that slight groan as he made his way into the store. Apparently, yes, Sonic was.

It wasn't like he had a need for the money. He could just scrape some more off the top of the pile his dad sat upon and nobody's even be the wiser. So he made his way into the store, adjusting leather jacket, and reluctantly began the processing getting clothes bought.. nodding his head in the pink hedgehog's direction when asked for the size.

Thankfully, the clerk just eyeballed it and kept their mouth shut when presented enough tip. There's a grimace as Sonic took the bag, beginning back out and-- yes, the girl was still standing there. In some strange trance that he couldn't quite place but.

"Oi, I'm talkin' t' ya."

That got her attention, thankfully, and he suddenly goes from agitated to all suaveness. Raising sunglasses up with a thumb to wink while placing the bag of clothing in the other hedgehog's hands with a flash of a smile.

"C'mon, a girl as pretty as you shouldn't look so down. Doesn't suit ya. A smile'd go a long way, after all."

A flick, as sunglasses fall back into place and he began to make his leave. Only slowing to glance over his shoulder at the hedgehog staring into the bag and then back up at him. He shot one last smile, a point of fingergun over his shoulder before he's off. Sonic didn't want to be known for his generosity, so it was for the best to get out of there before rumors spread. He wasn't even sure why he did it. Seeing the other that upset just... didn't feel right. Couldn't place why.

Ah well, he'll find something to destroy to distract himself from that. Junkyard's a good place to get his frustrations out, yeah...

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“...right, two o’ ya...”

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@rgtag sent: if there was a door, it would've been kicked wide open. such is the sudden arrival of rosy, as if sensing something off in the air, slamming her hammer down beside scourge. (not a miss, not an attempt to maim - she could've easily hit if she chose to. and yet...) she reaches out to hold his hand tight, prying his palm open to plant... something in his hand.

"for you, scourgey!! cause ~ i ~ love ~ you!" her voice in a singsong as always, she pats the hand close and kisses his fingers, a goodbye if her picking the heavy hammer up again and skipping off was anything to go by. though knowing her, she's likely hiding around a corner somewhere...

the gift is small, sparkling in the light as a chain drapes down. a necklace, or more specifically, a small pendant with a golden heart engraved with intricate detail.

Of all things, it takes Scourge awhile to pick up Rosy is there, even as the door is so resoundingly knocked open and the pink hedgehog making little attempt in hiding herself-- only realizing the other is there when the slam of hammer makes him jump. A quiet curse, snapped back to reality just in time to have his hand taken to place something in it.

He's rather quiet. Usually, he'd be complaining or shouting by now. Instead, all Scourge does is make the smallest of bemused noises and grimace as his fingers were kissed. Watching Rosy leave just like that. It was strange, wasn't it? For her to just leave. There's a little click of tongue, trying to shake off the haze that's slowing him down as he opens hand to figure out what was given to him.

...A necklace? It made him raise sunglasses up to perch so he could get a better look at it. Rosy was strange, sure, but this was... nice? It made something in his chest clench. Just some unprompted little thing. He hadn't had to force it from someone. Threaten, hurt... it was just given to him without any expectations.

He turned it over in hand for a moment, considering...

"Tt, need to tighten security.." He murmurs, shaking his head.

Nonetheless, he fiddles with latch, sliding it around and attaching it again at the back of neck so it can hang there. Scourge isn't sure how he feels about it. It.. hurt, he thinks, but he wouldn't call it the usual hurt, either. A flick of hand to knock sunglasses back over his eyes as something stung at the corner of them.

"Whatever."

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@rgtag (rosy) replied: "i won't be alone if you're there with me, scourgey.........."

"Ah, how tragic." There's a beat, then another- "..Tt, fine, whatever. Just because 've got nothin' better goin' on."