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Soul kept a nice pace for the rest - letting them get used to their shortened appendages and less weight(Hopefully). As he ran, he heard thunder in the distance. He loved storms, but something about Stephenie seemed to protest storms. He kept in ind to ask her later, as he noticed the streets were much less populated by people and much more with cars - No one wanted to be caught in the rain, it seemed, even if it cost them forty dollars in cash.

((Why don'tcha find yourself a weapon? Like the banhammer! blaugh ))

"C'mon, c'mon!" Stephanie shouted, turning towards Margy. As she watched the little hamster rappidly start to gain up speed, she seemed to forget the fact that she was running with her head the other direction. By the time it had occured to her, a grey blur rushed forward.
KA-GONG! Fwump!
Stephanie's held her head tightly, trying to keep the world from spinning as she sat on the pavment. With a quick shake, she looked up at her attacker: a metal lightpost. Embaraced, sore, and feeling like a complete idiot, she stared up at the shining metal pole. "Well this is ironic..." Stephanie muttered, thinking of the instance in P.E. where she had done the same stupid act of running with her face turned. Only then it was a basketball hoop.
After giving a long sigh, she plopped her hands on her knees (both of which where abnormaly sore) and began to lift herself. "Well.....gotta get-" Suddenly, a thirsty clap echoed through the air. And with it, came an almost immediate downpour of rain.
With a gapping jaw and a look of pure frustration, she let her feet give way, and hit the ground once again with a belated splash. "Rrrrrgh...." Stephanie growled, when a soft glow started coming from her necklace. "Oh yeah, NOW you decide to make me feel better!?" She shouted at her key as she held it. With a quick, 'Hmph!' she let go of the golden trinket and picked herself up, brushing herself off despite the fact it was pouring. "Alright, which way?" She shouted slightly over the sound of the pouring rain.

"Yeah, well almost and.....all are two different things." She said with sarcastic tone in her voice, giving a slight pause in her sentence because she had to gather her thoughts. "Thanks." Stephanie said, reffering to Soul's earlier attempt to help her out.
Once they got to the awning, Stephanie took a deep breath in, and then let it out. She scratched her soaked head, only to hear a damp Squish! It was, or at least it had been, her little eared beanie. It, with everything else on her person, was soaking wet. And now that she had the joy of fur, not only did she have a slight odor, she felt about twenty pounds heavier because of all the water it had soaked in. "Well this is just FUN..." Stephanie muttered, lifting her arms to see small streams of water go down to the floor.
"Um.....ok, in respect to your house and...ick....you're nose I think I'll just kinda...sit out here for a while...dry off a bit ya know...? So I don't get...ah...water and crap everywhere...." The more Stephanie said, the more it was probably evident that she didn't want to be outside by herself. But she was definatly not willing to get water and filth alll over her friend's house....
She gave a sigh as her contrasting emotions wore her out. She merley scratched her head slightly, and gave a slight "Mm...yeah...." And then sat down next to the appartment door, embracing her legs and looking towards the street.

((No worries. ^^ I'm sorry I kinda take hold of the RPs alot though...you're the captain.... ))
"You're a dog." Stephanie heard Soul say, almost in jest.
"Yeaaaaaaah.....?" Stephanie said in confusion. She was about to ask what that was supposed to mean when she saw Soul shake his head rapidly, water flying off is fur. Her ears perked up a bit, as she looked back at the street with a soft smile. "I guess I forgot for a second......"
With a small grunt she picked herself up, and looked down at her hands. She looked up and down from them for a second, as if wondering what to do, or rather if she was going to risk herself looking foolish... But after smacking into a lightpole, she didn't really have any lower to go. "Well.....here goes...."
With a hesitant smile, she got onto her fours, bent her back up slightly, squeezed her eyes shut and shook herself violently. Surprizingly her movements weren't clumsy and lumbering, but were more or less brisk and intentional. Not to mention affective.
Once she was finished she stood up, more or less with an radiculous smile on her face. "Ahhhh.....much better..." She gave herself a quick scratch on the ear, finding out that now her fur was all poofy and fluffed out.
With a slight jump, she patted her hair down slightly to try and smooth it out. Afterwards she gave a nervous chuckle, and reached for something to say. "S-So...uh...th-this is your house huh? Or should I say apartment."

"Sweet." Stephanie said politley, folding her hands behind her back. As they started heading down the stairs, Stephanie looked around at the walls and surroundings they passed by. "That probably makes it alot cooler in the summer if you're below groundlevel." She said, trying to make some idle chitchat.
Once they got inside, everyone seemed to look straight down at the old pizza-bagles that were covered in flies. "Wow, that looks ripe." Stephanie said; her nose picked up alot of new and EXTREMLEY strong smells now, so it wasn't too pleasent. Her ears shot up whens he realized how that sounded, "S-Sorry." She stuttered. "Th-That wasn't saying you don't keep a good house or anything....I just....ah......L-Lemme help with that." Shuffling towards the old food stuffs, Stephanie shooed(sp?) away the flies, and picked up the refuse. "Uh....wh-where's the trashcan...?" She said with a still embaraced look on her face.

Soul blinked a moment, before choosing wisely to ignore her for a moment and point to the trash can. She was trying to burrow all over his couch where two bags of potato chips and a fork were, but he wasn't happy at her exclamation of piles of junk. "I keep a rather clean home, I just dropped those earlier and forgoet to pick them up - something caught my interest." He explained to Stephenie as he dropped the contents of the leftover food away. After she threw away what she had, he took a seat on a barstool nearby - Something he found at a garage sale for ten bucks for four.

"Chaos Emeralds. that was the reason we came here, to the 'base of operations'." He said, mocking himself a bit. Heading to the Minifridge, he opened it up and brought out three cans of Dr. Pepper, only to put one back in - Margy had had enough caffine. "Here." he said, lobbing the can over to Stephenie. He also pulled out a frozen Pizza for later. He always found it smart to thaw the Pizza before putting it in the oven, so it should be another hour or two before he might throw it in. Regardless, he threw it in the microwave, so it was out of the way. "But I can't seem to recall what we're talking about at Mickey Dee's. Strange." In truth, he knew why - he was scatterbrained. Maybe with all the caffine in Margy's system, her brain could belt out the answer any moment now.

"My brain just melted."

((I think that says it all right there.))