"Probably. Like I told you, I'm probably pretty screwed."
He knew that much. But--
His leg gives at one spot in the magic more than the others. Whatever depressing monologue he was going to give himself snaps out of his attention. As obvious as it was that he was struggling, he tries not to make a scene out of the discovery. Just - keep looking at him, Sans. Keep dodging. Distract him.
"But I'm not fighting you."
Too bad his stamina was catching up with him. As he tries to sidestep out of the way again, another bone shard hits him in the leg. It digs in. His breath catches. He stumbles to one knee. Shit. He exhales out, slow and shaky.
How's that for a breather? How's that for a human, with more strength than he'd ever have, but still can't fight someone who looks like his father? The broken voice and distorted body just make it worse.
'Pathetic' doesn't feel like the right word. Sans settles for calling himself really, really, REALLY bad at being human.
Heh.
"H... Hey. Do you... like leg jokes? Personally... I can't stand 'em."
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Date: 2016-10-28 06:21 am (UTC)He knew that much. But--
His leg gives at one spot in the magic more than the others. Whatever depressing monologue he was going to give himself snaps out of his attention. As obvious as it was that he was struggling, he tries not to make a scene out of the discovery. Just - keep looking at him, Sans. Keep dodging. Distract him.
"But I'm not fighting you."
Too bad his stamina was catching up with him. As he tries to sidestep out of the way again, another bone shard hits him in the leg. It digs in. His breath catches. He stumbles to one knee. Shit. He exhales out, slow and shaky.
How's that for a breather? How's that for a human, with more strength than he'd ever have, but still can't fight someone who looks like his father? The broken voice and distorted body just make it worse.
'Pathetic' doesn't feel like the right word. Sans settles for calling himself really, really, REALLY bad at being human.
Heh.
"H... Hey. Do you... like leg jokes? Personally... I can't stand 'em."