"As long as I'm around, you'll always have a wingman!"
Tailsmo shipper|Ship: None yet/must happen organically w/ chemistry and history
OOC = π¦
Miles "Tails" Prower
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Tails nodded back, glad to know his words were getting through to Nine. "Squeeze my hand, as hard as you need to. Point at 3 blue objects in the room," he said, giving his fellow kitsune simple, concrete tasks.
"I can at least do the doggie paddle," Tails said.
His face brightened with a solution. "I could teach you," he offered.
Tails landed by the caught thief. "I'm friends with a raccoon. You only make yourself look bad. I'll be taking that Chaos Emerald back," he said. He prompted the Magic Hand to release the purple raccoon. "Whether you're willing or not is up to you. And if you're not, then this will get rough," he+
Tails was silent for a moment. He didn't speak on his opinion of Nine's dry responses. That would be something for later. With a pensive look on his face, he surmised the Chaos Council ruined anything in New Yoke that was even remotely comparable to a community pool.
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Tails blinked a few times. "Great..." he muttered in exasperation. He couldn't risk putting a life in danger. If this raccoon was willing to use someone as a hostage, he had to stop them, or someone might get hurt. "I know Ash stays there. I could get his help, but..." he trailed off, weighing his+
Miles "Tails" Prower
warned.
options. "I haven't used this one in a while," he said. Triggering his Magic Hand, a robotic arm comically equipped with a boxing glove came out of the ground and grabbed the violet raccoon.
