Down one of the hallways is a door with a skeleton leaning against it. Not Sans, definitely not. This one is too tall, too thin, too nervous. He appears to be exhausted, staring out at one of the windows across the hall, occasionally rubbing at one eyesocket with his hand. He probably should head back into the room, get some sleep, but he's too on edge right now. If he can just take a quick look around, make sure there aren't any threats nearby...
He turns his head just for his gaze to zone in on the human stumbling down the hallway, and his soul goes cold. That's... the other human. The one Sans killed. The one that destroyed the first friend he had made outside of the facility...
His hands start trembling, and his eyes flare up with magic, even as his soul sends out a stuttering cry before he cuts it off. No, he can't bring his brothers here. He was standing out here to protect the both of them. He can handle this on his own... he has to.
He takes a few steps away from the door, standing straight in the middle of the hallway, staring the human down.
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Date: 2016-02-19 08:40 pm (UTC)He turns his head just for his gaze to zone in on the human stumbling down the hallway, and his soul goes cold. That's... the other human. The one Sans killed. The one that destroyed the first friend he had made outside of the facility...
His hands start trembling, and his eyes flare up with magic, even as his soul sends out a stuttering cry before he cuts it off. No, he can't bring his brothers here. He was standing out here to protect the both of them. He can handle this on his own... he has to.
He takes a few steps away from the door, standing straight in the middle of the hallway, staring the human down.