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"Don't look at me, Super normally left stuff there for some reason or another." Sickle shrugged. There was so much about the hedgehog and so many secrets that he kept, Sickle decided it was best to let him deal with what he did and not ask questions. The hedgehog could be scary sometimes. Looking in the box, he scanned the papers. "Hmph, it's all useless data to me."

Sparky came into the house a little bit later, but wasn't a carrying a box this time--seeing that Lea had taken the box from her. She slowly walked into the house and began to look around, as if she was trying to get herself familiar with the house once again. She gave a soft smile a little bit later, before walking over to the box that Lea had.
"Want some help sorting the stuff out?" she asked, as she stared at her friend, before glancing toward the door as Bullet walked in with a box in his arms. She stared at her brother and let out a sigh.
"...stubborn as always?" she asked softly.

Bullet stared at Lea and Sparky, but gave no reply as he carried the box over to them and placed it down on the ground. Letting out a bit of a sigh, closed his eyes and breathed out--seemingly resting for a moment or two. Even if he felt better than before, he's body still ached and was still screaming at him a bit. It made him want to lay down and rest...but he felt a bit useless if he did that, he wanted to be somewhat of use.

Sparky gave a smile as she moved over to Lea and began to help sort the items that were in the box. She stared at each thing, trying to remember if where they went exactly, but if she couldn't, she just sorted them the best she did and took guess about where they might have gone originally.
"I forgot how much stuff he had." she said, as she stared in the box, which had much more stuff in it than it looked like it could handle.
A second later, the yellow wolf glanced up when she heard what Lea said and gave a bit of a smile. She watched as her brother walked over towards them, before sitting down beside Lea.

The black and silver wolf stared into the box, before reaching into it with his unbroken hand and beginning to sort things as well. It felt good to sit down and be able to rest--while helping at the same time.

Sickle moved the stuff to an old vacant room in which he first lived, so essentially, he had the feeling of moving back into his parents house. Albeit slightly degrading, he consoled himself by stating it wasn't his fault his home was now at ground zero of a military strike. He placed the cardboard box down and sighed wistfully. He stood there a time before he heard a small knock on the door.

((Open to anyone, but it best be Kairi for one of those 'Nyaw' moments.))

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Super barreled down the highway, pushing past ninety in the taxi as he sped back to the building where Sickle once lived. As he approached, he saw that the building had been completely leveled. Sliding the car to a halt, he stopped to review the damage. As the dust settled around him in their final whimsical dance, he saw a lone, bloody arm sticking out from one of the ceiling tiles. It was obviously dead, and from what he could guess, may not be connected to a body anymore. He didn't want to find out... "Animals..." He muttered, leaving the car and taking off on foot. It was faster this way, but he had every intention on apologizing to that taxi boy. Maybe someday later.

Lea aslo began to blush as she saw Bullet turn away, she could tell he was smiling by the side of his face scrunching up slightly. Once it was made known that Bullet wasn't comfortable showing his emotions around others, Lea made a small and silent, "Oh" before ducking her head slightly and messing with her hair. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable, so she went back to sorting when she felt something brush against her tail. Blushing brighter than before, Lea moved her tail at the same momen Bullet did, and stared at him with a nervous smile. "O-Oops, sorry." After he had moved his head down, Lea went back to her work staring at what she was working on but blushing all the same.

Lea chuckled in her mind as she worked, "My God, how on earth did I ever get so ditsy.... I'm acting like a little elementary school kid with a crush...."

Super raced through the city, zig-zagging through the city. His speed was pushing past blistering. As he sped. he realized how long it was since his last open run. He slowed down a bit and ran his hand through his quills, which were still a bit stiff from the excitement instead of their normal softness. Shaking his head, he came to a halt and looked at his clothes. They had been flapping in the wind rather noisily and sometimes smacked him pretty hard. He realized the reason for his lack of running was exactly this, but he had grown very find of his styles. Today's set up was another pair of Khaki's and merely a jacket, which was left open, and really was the reason of said pain while running.

He looked around a moment before taking up some speed again, and finally heading up the side of a building. Hopping from rooftop to rooftop, it didn't take the green hedgehog long at all to reach a rather tall sky scraper situated nearest to his home and look out at the city. For all it's corruption and hate, Super couldn't very well leave such a place. Always vibrant and bustling, it seemed only now, when the only people in the ghost city were himself, his friends, and those just returning to their lives here, that he realized how much he had done and not done for it. He had fought gigantic robot hoards under the command of both Eggman and the G.U.N. organization, as well as his only real claim to fame in the public eye was his assistance in finding and stopping a domestic terrorist group that was hell-bent on blowing up the center of the Square with a stolen nuclear device.

But he lived day to day in his home, no real job protected commoners everyday. He never showed it much, but he had a deep respect for the police here. They enter the field of combat almost everyday, risking their lives to help some common guy get to work safer each morning. Super may have gotten the big things, but it was the little things as well that most battles were won here in the city.

As he overlooked his city, he almost made the decision right there to be a cop, but thought better of it. If he used his skills in public to often, people would depend on him too much. The retributions for helping these people would be worse off then if he did. G.U.N. was merely the tip of that iceberg.

Running around the roof a few times, he judged he had enough speed to leave it and went on his way, hitting the streets again and throwing off any satellites that may have picked up his trails. It took him a good fifteen minutes to run randomly through the town before he deemed it safe enough to return home. As he came through the door, he paused a moment as he felt himself keep heading forward. He looked at Sparky for a split second before he realized what happened. His neck snapped down at the discarded box that he had just ran into. "Box!" He let out before hit hit the ground with a dull thud. Raising a hand up, he pointed toward the ceiling for no real reason and muttered, "I'm okay. The ground seems to have broken my fall."

Lea had jumped up along with Sparky, probably adding to the tension and causing Sparky to maybe let out a few static flicks. Fortunatley once the form of Super appeared, both she and her yellow friend calmed, and she chuckled a bit as he was being helped up. "Man, you gave us a scare. What was all that about?"