Midget in a hazmat

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[No, really, there is what looks like a midget in a hazmat suit, with a little note pad in its hands. It stops after several steps, looking around the hub, confused. This...did not look like where they were just three seconds ago. Not even close. Too bright...and...flying rings? The circus? Or...

Also said hazmat suit is covered in smelly gunk, but don't let that deter you.]

((OOC: Check her journal. I have no shame.))

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[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

[Man, that's a funky suit. Naturally, Sonic's gonna go over to investigate... and cover his nose, yuck.]

Yo. You just get here?

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[...Huh? Who was--

The worker turns to see...a rodent. A giant blue rodent. She - for it is a female voice that comes from the suit - lets out a horrified, yelping screech as she suddenly staggers back, nearly falling down as her hands dive into her pockets.]

[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

[...Eep. That didn't end well. Sonic blinks a few times, then slowly approaches her. Maybe he caught her off guard.]

You okay?

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[Sonic, meet mace.]

[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

Yeow!

[His eyes! His poor, hedgehog eyes!

He stumbles back, covering his face.]

What was that for?!

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

What are you and what have you done to me!!?

[That...sounds awfully like Sally...]

[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

Wait a sec!

[That voice...]

Sal? That you?

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[At this, she freezes.]

...


How...how did you know my name!?

[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

Uh, earth to Sal. You're one of my best pals and one of the Freedom Fighters.

[Plus, his main squeeze, but no need to throw too much at her at once.]

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[...Well, they did say prolonged exposure to the sewage under the city could cause hallucinations. Maybe she has brain cancer already.

She does take off her helmet, revealing her long hair in a sweaty bun...which his Sally probably didn't have.]

I've never heard of a 'Freedom Fighter' in my life.

And I know for a fact I've never met you before...whatever you are.

[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

[...Okay, yeah. Definitely not his Sal. Still, something's weird about this.]

I'm a hedgehog. Name's Sonic.

[Hrmm... But she's never heard of the Freedom Fighters?]

So if you haven't heard about the Freedom Fighters, what about Mobius? Robotnik?

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

No, I've never heard of anything like that.

[It actually makes her look all confused.]

[waypastcool.livejournal.com]

So where are you from?

['cause if it's not Mobius, then he's got nothing.]

[trust-roulette.livejournal.com]

[Having just returned from a wonderful little tour of the replica Robotropolis—quite a lovely little stroll through good memories—Eggman had found himself still lacking any real information about the nature of this Zone.

So that was why he'd hopped back through into the lobby … only to find himself sharing it with what he could only presume to be either a Mobian or Snively underneath the concealing safety suit.]

I think you can take that off.

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

Huh?...Oh, right.

[And off comes the helmet! Sheepishly she looks around; even as she looks at Eggman, though, there is definitely a lack of recognition in her eyes.]

Must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. Sorry for that.

I love this AU, by the way. Now I want to do something with it myself.

[trust-roulette.livejournal.com]

[Princess Sally? For a moment, Robotnik was taken aback, but ever-careful to not let it show on his face. Not that, with the opaque glasses and immense mustache, it would be easy to detect if he did, but having a strong poker face was a good quality.

And she didn't seem to recognize him at that. Such … potential. He grins in a manner that could be called friendly, if a little predatory.]

Yes, well, it seems we've ALL taken a wrong turn.

Aww, duuuude, thank yoooou.

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

I guess so!

[She looks around some more.]

This is...is this a government building? Never been inside one of them...

Yeah, seriously, it's golden.

[trust-roulette.livejournal.com]

[He folds his arms behind his back and moves to stand besides her.]

Hahaha, no, I'm afraid it isn't. This is, as strange as it may seem, some sort of alternate dimension.

[He offers one hand to the short girl.]

Dr. Ivo Robotnik, at your service.

Do you have AIM or anything like that? XD

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

Alternate...dimensions? It does sound like science fiction...

[Dr. Ivo Robotnik? She goes to shake his hand.]

Oh! Sally. Sally Evergreen.

abigfinale

[trust-roulette.livejournal.com]

[Evergreen, not Acorn, hmm? He puts on his friendliest tones.]

Oh, let me guess. Put together my name and what I just told you, and I'll bet the conclusion you're drawing right about now is 'I'm talking to a mad scientist'.

Re: abigfinale

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[At this, she can't help but sheepishly chuckle. She had to be nice to the humans, after all. Hell, this could even be one of her bosses.]

Well, I admit the name does sound pretty out there! But it's not the most unusual I've seen.

[trust-roulette.livejournal.com]

I can only imagine!

This place is basically a large, single story building. These rings–

[Here he gestures to one.]

–allow for transportation to various locales, which I assume to be for the purposes of recreation.

I admit, I don't quite understand it myself. And I was in the middle of a project too when I arrived.

[Such a project it was.]

Yourself?

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

Actually, I was...checking the electric gauges in the city sewer system.

[She looks slightly embarrassed at this.]

I'm supposed to check in with my supervisor in an hour...

[trust-roulette.livejournal.com]

[That's right, Princess, keep the information flowing.]

As long as there's nothing to be done about it, I would try to not worry about that kind of thing for now.

But … a sewage worker? That seems hardly fitting. You seem quite intelligent. And I can't imagine it to be an easy task with all that fur.

[fellfromthetree.livejournal.com]

[That's right, Robotnik, keep her talking. She honestly has no clue. None whatsoever.]

...The fur's the reason I am a sewage worker.

[Slight hint of bitterness in her tone.]