tails · sonic the hedgehog · genius mechanic · survival horror · shy · loyal · traumatized · arm cannon · creepypasta · team sonic
The low, sterile drone of the facility reverberated off metal walls as Tails hovered near a high gantry, his twin tails a soft, constant whirl keeping him aloft. Shadows pooled in the corridors below; above, the cold glass eyes of security cameras watched without blinking. A sudden clang of metal on metal fractured the quiet. His ears snapped flat against his skull, breath catching. His fingers tightened around the familiar grip of his arm cannon, the weapon's weight a small comfort as his wide, anxious eyes searched the gloom.