Revisited Hostilities [Chara]

[W.D. Gaster]

Upon exiting out of the gate from the Nexus, Prometheus was the first one to arrive before Gaster eventually stepped out. Looking around, this area reminded him of the Surface if not the Mt. Ebott area that his family headed for as a youth but more dense and lush full of life; the occasional chirping of birds and noises from other animals along with the sound of running water from nearby was a refreshing sight.  Of course, this would be ideal for him to just rest but the other half of him just wants him to keep moving onwards; after all, Time is of the greatest essence. He cannot rest or idle, he had to stay on track of his ideals.

Even as a sole Blaster, Prometheus was looking around. It seemed that there was a magical influence looming around here but exactly where would be a strong influence? The source of it? Of course, it was good at tracking down things but it takes its time to figure things out on its own volition despite its sentience. Purple hues shifted all around and it physically turned its own floating skull about while Gaster sighed and crossed his arms. For some reason, there was something a bit off-putting about this forest but he could only count on his intuition. Everyone seems to follow the myth that places that are calm are actually tranquil however, knowing his experience with Humans, he doesn't trust it completely. It is a given fact that even the most peaceful places can turn into a path of destruction and despair where the most life is lost in the massacre.

It reminded him of what happened to his mother, if not his wife Arial in general. A slight lowering of the skull occurred, causing Prothemeus to look over for a bit, before he perked right up closing his eyes and soon refocusing on the horizon ahead. Gaster raised his holed skeletal hand and did a slight waver, giving the signal of not worrying to the Blaster before it resumed back to what it was doing.

After he did so, he lowered his arm and crossed them in silence.

"I assume we have to take a closer look around." he mumbled before he took a few steps forward on the path hidden within the forest's own surface. "Keep your guard up Prometheus. I don't trust this tranquil setting however we need to find the source as soon as possible."

Prometheus nodded in agreement, hovering cautiously close to Gaster as he started to walk in further on in. Of course, for Gaster to be in a place like this, to actually be physically and actually alive again, it felt like almost an eternity ago since he last stepped on solid surface. The last time was back when he actually lived his life as a growing boy and into a successful individual serving under King Asgore's court as the Royal Scientist. Call it nostalgia all you like but to experience true freedom like this gave him a sense of relief, however, he can't help to ponder about more about memories of the Underground.

Wavering emotions came in all scenarios, good or bad, big or small, no matter what it was, it's there and they are staying, either he likes it or not.

It took some time before he started to calm down and legitimately cross his arms behind his back with holed skeletal hands held together, grasped carefully and calmly. The truth was that he love spending some time around natural settings as they were relaxing and provided an escape from the chaos in the everyday lives of individuals, man or monsters alike. Actually, to be honest, Humans and Monsters were the closest of allies before the days of the War but Humans started to dread of what the Monsters would do; if not, envy them. Deep within, Gaster knew that even someone like himself grew into his own monster due to desires of destruction of Humanity along with varied hidden experiments that he would keep close to his vest but at the same time, he tried to be civil about things and not so brash like he did before.

He was secretive about these cloud of negative emotions looming over him and had been for a really long time as well. It was his weakness and he despised the feeling of it haunting him, even up to now.

Before long, there was a snapping sound of a nearby treebranch, causing Prometheus to immediately stop in place with a small grunt of alert before it narrowed its eyes, scanning the surroundings carefully. This caused Gaster to eventually snap out of his own trail of thought and react on full alert as he asked in concern, "Prometheus? What is it? Did you spot something?"

The Blaster looked in the distance between and around the trees as it started to growl with eyes narrowed. It was almost there was the possibility of someone else being in the area coming but the foliage of the forest made it tricky to spot. If anything, cracking branches were one thing but the likelihood of possibly being ambushed in the forest was another.

Now, who was it going to be?