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Undyne arrives in the blink of an eye.

Literally. One moment she's standing her apartment, getting ready to head out; the next, she's standing in a wide hallway she's never seen before. No lights, no sounds, no awesome magical portals opening up in the floor... Nothing.

It takes her a moment to register the location change, sudden as it is. Once she does, all that comes out of her mouth for a moment is a flat, "What." She's not expecting an answer; she'd been alone at home, and even as bewildering as the situation is, she's still got enough awareness of her surroundings to notice that she's alone here, too.

For now. That thought sobers her up quickly enough.

A look out the window tells her that she's still on the surface. But the surface is big, and she doesn't recognize anything here.

Undyne is in unfamiliar place, with no idea how she got here or why. If this were an anime, the protagonist would be running into some sort of dangerous creature or a love interest (or both, in the form of a dramatic rescue sequence) any minute now.

But anime isn't real. Undyne already has a love interest. And... a grin splits her face. She has never needed to be rescued.

That being said... She steps away from the window and peers down the hallway, thoughtful. There's no telling what she'll find here. And as much as she prefers to face danger head-on, the fact that whoever brought her here (because there has to be a person causing this; folks don't just randomly teleport into strange castles for no reason!) is capable of--and willing to--snatch her out of her own home is as concerning as it is infuriating.

She'll investigate. Track down whoever's behind this and get some answers. But she's alone, and doesn't know the lay of the land. It might be best to exercise caution for now.

With that in mind, Undyne picks a direction and heads off.

-

Twenty minutes later, after finding nothing useful (likely because she's somehow gone through the same freaking hallway at least four times, despite deliberately taking steps NOT to backtrack), Undyne decides that caution can get bent. She'll do this in her usual style.

"NGAAAHH!!" Slamming one fist into a wall and summoning a glowing-blue magic spear in the other, Undyne bellows, "Whoever's in charge of this place needs to come out and face me RIGHT NOW, or else!"

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Date: 2016-06-11 04:11 pm (UTC)
trombones: (should be burning in hEck)
From: [personal profile] trombones
"You ever find 'em, lemme know."

Somehow, Sans is already standing behind Undyne. Don't ask how he got there. He was actually meandering for a while until he heard that familiar yell.

The skeleton grins his usual lazy, perma-smile, but there's a small storm of mixed emotions behind it. As much as he missed his friends and family, he didn't want them here. Not ripped off the surface like he was. Maybe this place sensed how he felt. Between Undyne, Toriel...

Welp.

Not much he can do about it now.

"Sup, Cap'n?"

He'd be lying if he said Undyne wasn't a sight for sore eyes.

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Date: 2016-06-12 05:09 pm (UTC)
trombones: (youths such as yourself)
From: [personal profile] trombones
Despite that Undyne whirled around like she was about to attack, Sans was as calm as ever. It helped that he's seen her fight before, but honestly? If she really did attack, he could probably dodge it anyway. tl;dr woman please.

"Good thing I'm full of holes then, eh?" Sans says with a shrug, lifting his shirt slightly. Though clothes mysteriously made it look like he had mass somehow, there's still nothing but spine underneath. Yep, still all bones. For the record, skeleton monsters have no concept of nudity or shame. "So you technically have nobody to skewer."

Please skewer him anyway.

"You okay?"

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Date: 2016-06-13 04:31 pm (UTC)
trombones: (you will have a lot of discomfort)
From: [personal profile] trombones
The skeleton grins just a little wider as Undyne groans, and throws his hands up in the air. Then she starts asking questions again, and he realizes he'll have to get a little more serious. You know, just a little. His hands go back in his pockets.

"Almost... a month and a half ago now," he says, shrugging. "We're in a castle in the sky. It's weird."

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Date: 2016-06-15 05:43 pm (UTC)
trombones: (youths such as yourself)
From: [personal profile] trombones
Sans knows exactly how she feels.

"Yep. Sounds like Frisk already covered it. Which is great, because now I don't have to explain anything." HYUK. "But if you want me three sans-ts, I have no idea what's going on either."

At Undyne's last question, though... he shrugs. His expression falls just slightly, because honestly? He's not sure how to answer that.

"If it helps ya keep things straight... I'm the Sans from the surface."

He taps at a feather stuck to his hoodie - something he put in there to help designated him from his other selves.

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Date: 2016-06-18 05:13 pm (UTC)
trombones: (ur not gogna have fun)
From: [personal profile] trombones
Sans is an adorable skeleton(?), who can blame her(????????????????????????)

"Yeah... something like that," Sans says quietly, nodding as he glanced away. It's not the whole story, but Undyne was right. It does suck.

And then she mentions the surface. Sans looks back at her, silent again for a long few seconds.

"... Thought so. Sorry. That you're here, I mean."

He means it. The Frisk from home was helping him adjust to surface life. They promised him it'd be permanent. They were a good kid. He knew the others didn't need that need that kind of reassurance, but... hey. Being taken away from home still sucked.

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Date: 2016-06-20 11:45 pm (UTC)
trombones: (Default)
From: [personal profile] trombones
YOU KNOW WHAT, THAT'S FAIR. He's a pretty good lump, though. Adorable garbage. Not really, though. That's Alphys.

The music sudden confidence mades Sans blink, one of the few vague signs he's surprised. Not that it was so rare. He should have expected it. He knew how determined Undyne was. At the same time, though... it reminds him of something.

He and Frisk talked about something similar when they first got here, because hey. The kid was amazing. He meant it when he said he was rooting for them, that they gave him hope. If Frisk could bust an entire civilization out of a mountain, they could all figure something out.

"... Heh."

Sans' posture visibly relaxes a little, more genuine and less bearer-of-bad-news stiff. Guess it was true. When did they need a reason? He closes one eye and shrugs.

"Meant more like I didn't want this place to drag ya into our mess, but yeah. You're right."

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