Whatever answer the other child was looking for, it's evident from their expression that the one Chara gave them wasn't it. Still, Chara regards them woodenly. Maybe their answer wasn't the nice one, but at least they were being honest-
And then there's the distinct clenching sensation of their soul turning blue. What-? The other child can't do that! It has to be-
Chara's head jerks up at the sound of Sans's voice, at about the same time the other child twists to face him. Chara doesn't really register his words, but their eyes narrow upon his face, noticing a distinct shine around his eyes. He's crying and that's weird, grown ups aren't allowed to do that, but they can't really think about it. They have to move quickly, before Sans kills them.
So even with their soul within his grip, they draw upon their determination enough to throw themselves forward and snatch up the other child's wrist within a bruising hold. And at the same moment Chara grabs the other child, Sans swipes his hand through the air and thrusts Chara backwards.
As a result, the other child is dragged along with Chara and the two of them fly down the hallway, although they at least don't smash into the far wall the way Chara does. (87/92)
Ignoring the burst of pain in their skull and the sparks that fly in front of their eyes, Chara throws their free arm over the other child's shoulder and wraps it around their neck. It's not as tight as the grip Chara has on their wrist, but the knife rests as a warning against the side of the other child's head.
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Date: 2016-03-08 02:14 pm (UTC)And then there's the distinct clenching sensation of their soul turning blue. What-? The other child can't do that! It has to be-
Chara's head jerks up at the sound of Sans's voice, at about the same time the other child twists to face him. Chara doesn't really register his words, but their eyes narrow upon his face, noticing a distinct shine around his eyes. He's crying and that's weird, grown ups aren't allowed to do that, but they can't really think about it. They have to move quickly, before Sans kills them.
So even with their soul within his grip, they draw upon their determination enough to throw themselves forward and snatch up the other child's wrist within a bruising hold. And at the same moment Chara grabs the other child, Sans swipes his hand through the air and thrusts Chara backwards.
As a result, the other child is dragged along with Chara and the two of them fly down the hallway, although they at least don't smash into the far wall the way Chara does. (87/92)
Ignoring the burst of pain in their skull and the sparks that fly in front of their eyes, Chara throws their free arm over the other child's shoulder and wraps it around their neck. It's not as tight as the grip Chara has on their wrist, but the knife rests as a warning against the side of the other child's head.
"Nice try, you two," Chara says.