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Bullet didn't have enough time to react to what happened. In a flash of speed--and eletricity. The strange bat that he had been keeping an eye on between, suddenly leapt forward and grabbed onto his sister--before vanishing into his shadow.
His ears twitched for a moment, before he quickly turned and ran out of the restaurant as fast as he could.
"Sparky!!" he yelled out, as he came out the back door to the restaurant and ran down the side walk, following the familiar sound of the static eletricity that was coming off of his sister's fun.
The black and silver wolf turned the corner, nearly slamming into the two white wolves that were standing in the alley way.
"Sparky!" Bullet yelled out again, as he ran over towards the yellow wolf who was still on the ground. He ran over and placed his hand on his sister's shoulder, before shaking a bit, trying to get her to respond. "Come on, get up." he said worriedly, as he shook his sister a bit more. After a moment, Bullet's worries slowly began to dispate as he heard a groan come from yellow wolf beside him.
"...what happened?" Sparky asked, as she placed her hand on her head and began to sit up. As she rubbed her head, the sound of sparks and pops could be heard as her hand moved through her hair, causing tons of static eletricity.
"You had a bit of a eletrical discharge.." Bullet said, even though he knew that a bit was an understatement. It was much more than just a simple discharge, several lights had exploded, and anything thing that was eletricial was damaged. Letting out a bit of a sigh, Bullet watched as his sister's eyes widen as she began to look around.
"Did anyone get hurt?" she asked.
"I don't think so." Bullet said, before glancing over towards the bat that was leaning against the wall. He could smell burn fur and flesh coming from him, and looked down at the bat's leg.
"Are you okay?" he asked, even though he wasn't exactly happy that a guy he didn't know had grabbed onto his sister--but at the same time--he had helped Sparky escape from the place without harming anyone else.
Staring at the mask for a bit longer, he let out a bit of a sigh. ".....thank you..." he said a second later. "I don't think I would have been able to get my sister would if you hadn't jumped in." he stated, confirming that they were indeed related.

Slash raised his eyebrow when her heard the bat faintly muster the words, "I'm fine" out of his lips. Crossing his arms, he tilted his head slightly to the side. Although the bat tried to hide his obvious pain with another statement, Slash wasn't at all convinced.
"No I don't, but pal I've seen fine before, and you are definatley not fine." He leaned his head forward slightly, so he was able to see clearly the huge amount of blood on his leg. With a shake of his head and a heavy sigh, Slash reached into his pants lower pocket into a small medkit he kept just in case. ((Before the whole space-cube thingy)) Out of it he took a roll of bandages and tossed them to the bat. "If you don't want a fricken check-up, at least use em' to stop bleedn' everywhere."

He then turned his attention to the two wolves, whom the silver one had stated was his sister. "Well this guy won't say he's injured, but he's **** near close." He then heard the other wolf thank the bat for getting her out and away. Slash's ears perked up, and his arms came down in a slight awe when he realized what that meant. "Oh, so you're the one that caused all that? Wow, how much voltige you got in there?" He turned his head from side to side, as if inspecting her, which more than likley the other wolf wouldn't appreciate.

"Hey, easy there Sparks." Slash said, reaching his hand out slightly. "No need to give your bro here a jumpstart. Besides, I was outta line anyway. H*** if I had fricken lightging com'n outta me I'd have no clue either." He then looked straight into the black wolf's eyes, an almost hostile look in his own eyes. "And just a newsflash Bullet or whatever your name is, I have a kid sister too. So don't go thinking I dunno what it feels like to try'n protect your family from the world, kay?" He tilted his head slightly to the side on the last word, perhaps to make the wolf feel bad or just to get him off his back.

Slash had noticed that the bat had refused the bandages, and had thought not to make a big deal of it. Though his medical instincts seemed to take over a few moments ago, it wasn't like it really mattered to him whether the guy took care of himself or not. It was mere curiosity that had brought him there in the first place anyway.

He then turned his head in confusion as the bat started talking about how he wasn't the main issue, rather the yellow wolf -whom her brother had called Sparky- was the one that needed protection.

"You think she needs protection?" Slash chuckled. "I see a pizza shop back there that says otherwise. Though I can say you probably need a little help controling that shocker of yours...." Slash put a thumb and finger to his lower lip, and began to tap his foot slightly. Suddenly, he put his hand into a fist and slapped it lightly into the other. "Say, I got some mechanical leftovers from GUN back at my place. I'm sure I can try and fabricate something to try and kinda focus your energy." He turned tilted his head towards Sparky's brother, with a raised eyebrow. "If your bodygaurd is ok with that, that is."

((ooc: for the record, I decided against joining this RP. I'm like dead-set on thinking up my own, plus atm way too busy for this.))

Slash's ears perked up happily as even Sparky's sister, who erily reminded him of himself when they were younger, said that they may try and give it a shot. With a quick clasp of his hands and rubbing them together, he gave a large smile. "Great! Ok then, my place isn't too far from here." He started to walk when he turned towards the masked bat. "Hey dude. Yeah, you over there." He pointed towards the bat to get his attention. "You sure you gonna be ok, or do you feel like tagging along?"

Slash blinked for a moment while the bat had fased, and then went back into reality.
"Cool." He remarked with a slight widening of his eyes. With a swift turn, once again Slash began to walk almost tiumphantly out of the alley, and in the direction of his home.

For a while the trip seemed to be quite, until he turned his head in rememberamce of something. "Oh by the way, my sister is still at home and is a little....uh........"distraught" at the moment, so I apologize if she doesn't exactly give you a warm welcome. Though I doubt she'll even leave her room..." He trailed off. Ah what a wonderful brother he seemed to be......not even able to help his sister in her time of sadness...


Back in the darkness of her room, Lea sat on her bead, eyes dull and dark. She looked over towards her mirror of her door, the ghostly figure that looked back seemed to be weeping even as the tears refused to come down...

"They're walking away." Sickle muttered boredly. He watched the area, but had kept his eyes down the road. Super looked up briekfly and saw the children he saw earlier walking up the road towards them.

"Who? The kids? They're walking towards us." Super corrected, picking at his teeth. He eyed a lot of the people walking past them in a busy hustle, tagging them with stereotypes as each of them passed.

"What? What kids?" Sickle asked.

Super looked at Sickle a moment. "The ones from earlier, the ones that crossed the street."

Sickle stared at Super a moment before understanding what happened. "Waitaminute, Super. I was looking at someone else completely. A bat and two wolves. By the looks of it, another wolf is with them." He said. That made four anthropomorphic wolves in the area, and one Hedgehog, it seemed. Sickle turned his attention from the only mildly interesting thing in sight and stood up to stretch. "Well, whatever. Let's check out the fair. I don't like being on the outskirts of the park where I can be seen easily."

Super rolled his eyes and gave the children one last look, going over what he said earlier. "Whatever, Sickle. Bat's a nice change in pace, you don't see many of them around here. They like Northern territories more, for whatever reason. If I could fly, I'd fly between the tall buildings and above the city..." Super imagined himself in flight, and experiance he wished he could experience just once.

"Meh. I don't like the thought. I think I'd get air sick." Sickle mumbled. Super chuckled slightly and stood up with him. "Come on, lets go check out what some people refer to as 'art'." He called, walking into the mess of people and animals. Sickle stopped to pet an actual dog on a leash near a blind raccoon, and gave her a dollar. He found it funny that the step inbetween humans and animals was right now interacting with both quite well. By the time he looked up, he saw Super way ahead of him at a tent. Rushing to get near him, Sickle stopped a moment. "Hm? I feel something." He muttered.

Super picked up a large red stone on the counter. Without saying much, He turned to the woman, a mystic it seemed. "How much?" He asked bluntly. The woman looked at him mysteriously. "Ah yes, the Red Ruby." She cooed, seeing Super interested in it. "It is one of my most prized possesions, I don't think I want to part with it just yet.... but... I suppose you could budge me for a price..." She murmured.

"Bull****." Super interjected, catching the woman by surprise. "This was on your counter on it's side. Had it been a prized possession, wouldn't you put it on a stand where'd it could stand majestically with the rest of your items. This is a recent purchase." He smirked. "Can't fool me, woman."

"Ah, don't be so hasty, hedgehog. This was in my personal box. I merely left it on the table. I just finished setting up my tent, you see..."

"The cold Starbucks coffee cup tends to disagree. You wouldn't have had time, and the ground here is patted firmly on the ground. Plus..." Super reached into the box and pulled something small out. He then handed the box to the woman. "What did I take? Seeing as it's a personal box with prized possessions, surely you can tell what I took." He gambled. The woman looked at him with Malice. She looked in the box and filtered through some absolute garbage before having to give up.

"Fine, what did you take, Hedgehog?" She asked.

Sickle took this time to filter into the room and start looking at objects. He seemed on edge, but Super took no note of this. "I took this." He held up a small ring with an empty socket where a jewel once sat. "Obviously, this would have had sentimental value had it been a personal ring. I thought that this could be the ring that was missing off of your finger, Miss, but apparently not. Anyway... One Thousand dollars, Final offer." Super flatly laid the price. The woman jumped up, not at the price, but the hedgehog keen observance. Her ring finger had an obvious tan line where her wedding ring once was. In truth, her husband had not died nor divorced, but she had left the ring at home when she returned to the shop earlier on in the day to make sure she didn't lose it at the park. She stopped, and even though the hedgehog had been crude to her, she couldn't stop herself from objecting to the price.

"Of Course. One Thousand it is. Is this check or Credit?"

Super pulled out a wad of cash and slammed it on the table. "This good?" He asked. She nodded feebly. "Good." He turned around and Sickle followed him out.

"Soo... You never told me you could feel them." Sickle said as they walked home. Super nodded slowly as they turned the corner near a Seven-Eleven. Super noted the time of day and was mildly surprised that it was so early - he had planned on staying in town longer, but he had spent everything he brought with him on the Gem. Sickle once again attempted to make conversation. "That was shrew business, I've never seen you so adept and in your element. What work did you do before G.U.N.?"

"None. I was a G.U.N. agent for as long as I remember, and I'm very glad I've put that job behind me. I would think that you would as well, Sickle." Super retaliated as he his the gem within his quills. "Now don't talk about this until we get home. I don't know why the woman had a Chaos Emerald in her business, but something tells me it was a hand-off. I think that woman's husband, son, or whoever used her shop as a means of selling it safely to someone else, and I quite like thinking I stopped something that could have become serious.

((If only Super knew. It was a very consequential hand-off indeed... something you won't hear about until much later in Station Square... which SOME people need to POST in.))