They don't have time to reflect on any relief that the harmless roar could bring, intent as they are on dashing towards the window. It doesn't take long before they're pushing it open as wide as it will go, peering out at the castle wall below. There's no convenient roof for them to run along, and they're high enough up that they'd probably break their neck if they fell to the ground, but there's decorative molding all along this part of the castle wall that is just wide enough they might be able to edge their way along it. And it isn't as if they can turn back, judging from the threat Mettaton's calling out to them.
"I've got better to do," they mutter, and quickly switch holding their knife in one hand to gripping it between their teeth, rather like a pirate from a picture book.
The window's small, but Chara's a kid and a skinny one at that, so they're able to clamber through and swing out onto the molding. It supports their weight, fortunately, and they slap the window shut before inching further out onto the molding. Maybe that'll slow their pursuants down further- although with the lack of any other exits in the previous room and the trail of water from Chara's soaked clothes leading from the door to the window, it won't take long for anyone who enters to figure out which way Chara went.
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Date: 2016-03-18 04:49 am (UTC)"I've got better to do," they mutter, and quickly switch holding their knife in one hand to gripping it between their teeth, rather like a pirate from a picture book.
The window's small, but Chara's a kid and a skinny one at that, so they're able to clamber through and swing out onto the molding. It supports their weight, fortunately, and they slap the window shut before inching further out onto the molding. Maybe that'll slow their pursuants down further- although with the lack of any other exits in the previous room and the trail of water from Chara's soaked clothes leading from the door to the window, it won't take long for anyone who enters to figure out which way Chara went.