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[ashkente]

Good afternoon, Castle. There's a new arrival, a seven-foot-tall skeleton in the ballroom sampling the sweets. He may be the most unruffled newbie to arrive on the floating island in quite a long time. Those who can remember events before they happen tend not to be surprised very often, and this is nothing more than a vacation for him. No Duty to do at all, for he doesn't have dominion here. He hopes it'll be restful and possibly even pleasant.

He's going to try a little bit of everything in the room, in no hurry. For any witnesses, it's a bizarre thing to see. Food goes into his mouth, isn't chewed at all, and must go somewhere, because it's not ending up on the floor. No matter how long he's watched, it's going to remain a mystery as to how he swallows and where it's ending up. Best not to ask, you'd only embarrass him. Some things ought to be kept private.

(Of course, skeletons eating food can't be anything new here. Hopefully no one will stare at him too long.)

Comments

[mercybutton]

"And you too, Mr. Death."

Haha wow, that sounds really dramatic. "I guess I'll see you around the castle!"

[ashkente]

"I ʟᴏᴏᴋ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ." he says, nodding. Hardly a unique statement, but that doesn't make it any less true.

[mercybutton]

Frisk and Flowey take their leave as they pass back one more goodbye wave. Flowey casually rolls out directions, as is per routine, exiting the ballroom to who knows where.