Fortunately for Frisk, the blasters aren't meant to take an impact. In a way, they're even more fragile than Sans is. So after a moment of resistance and a brief backlash of energy, Frisk will actually go straight through it as the blaster fizzles out in the air. As for Sans, it's as though a spell has been broken. Operating more on instinct than anything, he first moves to make sure Frisk is upright and alive before he rounds on Chara, throwing out an arm. He stares at their retreating back and Sans hates so, so intensely that it feels as though his bones will break from the force of it.
He throws out a hand, meaning to turn them to dust on the spot. Except...all that happens is a few flurries of static in the air. All Chara might feel is a momentary squeezing in their chest, before it passes without any other effect. Sans stares after the retreating child, eyesockets narrowed, seeming genuinely puzzled even as he sways on the spot. "what...?" He tries to take a step after them.
Except he's tired he's hungry he's scared he's scared because they're not going to stop, it's all going to happen all over again and he can't stop it, he was never strong enough to stop it, he's just made everything worse he only ever makes it worse and sans misses him so, so much and
what's
the
point...?
The step turns into a collapse, first to his knees and then into a motionless, senseless heap on the floor in a rattle of bones. It's a collapse that's days overdue, and all the heavier for it.
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Date: 2016-03-18 03:36 am (UTC)He throws out a hand, meaning to turn them to dust on the spot. Except...all that happens is a few flurries of static in the air. All Chara might feel is a momentary squeezing in their chest, before it passes without any other effect. Sans stares after the retreating child, eyesockets narrowed, seeming genuinely puzzled even as he sways on the spot. "what...?" He tries to take a step after them.
Except he's tired he's hungry he's scared he's scared because they're not going to stop, it's all going to happen all over again and he can't stop it, he was never strong enough to stop it, he's just made everything worse he only ever makes it worse and sans misses him so, so much and
what's
the
point...?
The step turns into a collapse, first to his knees and then into a motionless, senseless heap on the floor in a rattle of bones. It's a collapse that's days overdue, and all the heavier for it.