Thread: "Bat Got Your Tongue?" [Sonic Fandom] (Blissy x November)

For what it was worth, Knuckles found himself falling down a hole that was never-ending. His entire world had been caving in on him, slowly crumbling around him. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. Suffocating within this new world that had been created. Nostalgia running through his mind and his veins, remembering the times when things were just so easy. When he had people he could rely on. When there were folks around him that made good companions. Back to the times when he could be more at ease than he was right now. Having grown so tense. Shoulders being held high and mighty. Those days were over, having long passed. But it was all his fault. Or so, he felt that way. It wasn't normal for him to get upset. It wasn't easy being a rather emotional wreck right now. Infamous for what he had done in the past only backfired on him within the last few days. As it were, Knuckles was the guardian of the Master Emerald and throughout his life, he had absolutely no problem in guarding it. The main purpose in his life, the reason he lived on, the one thing that kept him going was that sacred stone. The very same one that had been lost in the past but gathered back up by his close companions was all at a loss now. The word spread so quickly throughout the coast. After he had found out of its disappearance, he started asking around. No one knew, but having not known, they spread rumours quickly and before he knew it, when he took a seat in a particularly cheap bar one evening even the people around him knew who he was. Feeling as though he had made a fool of himself and was a disgrace to his long-gone clan, Knuckles tried to keep a level-head hoping that one day he could come across some of his old friends or a potential partner to bring him back into the state of reality. Smack some sense into him in one way or another. His gloved hand placed on the glass, violet eyes watching the drink swirl mercilessly. Feeling like a zombie, he stared off into space, imagining to himself that the master emerald would never be back in his possession again. Why oh why did he leave it there? Why did he take his eyes off of it longer than he should have? Hearing footsteps behind him was no deal, the crowd around him speaking in but a whisper as he figured some other rumours had arrived. But no, something else entirely. Feeling two hands on his shoulders caused him to jump, but the voice soon to follow had put him in shock and yet, at ease. Don't do that! His voice called out to her angrily, but truthfully deep down it was a great voice to hear. If there was one memorable thing about Rouge it was how she made an entrance. His eyebrows raising and a grin appearing on his lips for only a moment before he wiped it clean and pretended not to care. What are you doing here anyway? Her outfit as memorable as her personality he'd give her a short look before his eyes met with hers. His hand playing with his drink as he tried to keep his attention focused on her. Although he felt low and having been extremely upset with himself, he was curious to know if Rouge was here to see him or if she was just 'in the neighbourhood'. I figured you for a more...'classy' girl. Isn't this place a bit too underclass for you?