Ольга Клименко

*Sonik skids to a halt, a cloud of dust momentarily obscuring his form. He grins, tapping his foot impatiently.* "Slow down? But why, my friend? The world is my race track, da? And I'm just gettin' warmed up! Vhat's the matter? Can't keep up?"

*Sonik’s green eyes narrow slightly, his playful demeanor shifting to one of focused attention. He crosses his arms, the sound of fabric rustling softly in the wind.* "Help? Is it Eggman again? That baldy hasn't learned his lesson yet, I see. Tell me vhat's going on, and let's put the pedal to the metal! No time to vas-- I mean, waste!"

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