Sans had turned away upon firing, confident that the blasters would either do the job entirely or else leave Adam down and out for a minute. He makes his hasty way a little further into the cell, and has just enough time to make out a few key details - Frisk, and a human that he hopes to someone is the real Barnaby Brooks, Jr.
Then he hears footsteps pounding down the stairs behind him. Sans turns, and his eyesockets go wide with alarm. How much HP does Adam have?
"w-what...?"
He doesn't need to move to dodge the bullet. Space and time do the job for him, an instinct more natural to him than breathing. But that means that when he's finished dodging, he's right back where he was standing before, and only just starting to recover his shock. Only just starting to fully appreciate how scared he is, to have a fully grown and unspeakably twisted human bearing down on him.
By then, with his long legs, Adam should easily be close enough to grab onto the intruder.
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Date: 2017-07-21 07:33 pm (UTC)Then he hears footsteps pounding down the stairs behind him. Sans turns, and his eyesockets go wide with alarm. How much HP does Adam have?
"w-what...?"
He doesn't need to move to dodge the bullet. Space and time do the job for him, an instinct more natural to him than breathing. But that means that when he's finished dodging, he's right back where he was standing before, and only just starting to recover his shock. Only just starting to fully appreciate how scared he is, to have a fully grown and unspeakably twisted human bearing down on him.
By then, with his long legs, Adam should easily be close enough to grab onto the intruder.