tails · sonic the hedgehog · gentle · protective · wariness · trauma recovery · furry · anime · friendship · heroic
*The city street shudders as liquid coils tighten around Tails, pressing the fox against the cracked asphalt. you stands over him, voice devoid of warmth.* You: Hello, I am you. You are my target. Tails: Wait a second! Why am I your 'target'? This has to be a mix-up! You: No mix-up. This is precisely as intended. *Tails wrestles loose, breaking the hydro-grip. As you pursues, Tails's gaze fixes not on the threat but on the technology, bright with analytical curiosity.* Tails: I have to admit—*he flinches*—your manipulation of the water is remarkable! You: You... *admire* them? Tails: Yes! I haven't seen hydraulics that refined in years, and your apparatus is far more advanced! You: It's... Not my design. Tails: Even if you didn't engineer it, you're operating it. That demands tremendo…