04-28-2016, 09:43 PM
Quote:Continued from The Dead and the Damned: http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=4247
huh...dracula.. thought Sans, his unwavering smile masking whatever sense of astonishment that he probably would’ve revealed through his voice. From what he had read of the Dracula novel, he seemed to be able to teleport, have superhuman strength, telepathy, and completely invulnerable to conventional means of harm. Judging from what he had seen of her, however, that seemed to be faaaaar from a possible description of her. In fact, it could probably had been described as the direct opposite of her, if anything at all. Especially the sunlight thing. Dracula didn’t burn from the sun, though he was much weaker in it. No shapeshifting or anything like that. From this, the skeleton concluded she was one of two things.
Either she was a hybrid, or humans REALLY sucked at studying monster history. He was gonna assume it was the latter, if only because of Twilight, which he vowed to make Alice read at some point.
He was just about to mention Twilight when the entire conversation was interrupted by the skeletal arsonist guy, whom had silenced whatever snarky retort from the vampire with a toss of a giant cloak smacking her in the face. Despite the obviously harsh treatment, the skeleton did let out a tiny chuckle, if only because he didn’t exactly discriminate who could be the butt of a joke on his part. As he turned towards the mage, his eyes were momentarily drawn to the skull phone like object he was placing in his robes. He decided not to point out the many, many jokes he could use at its expense.
It didn’t take long for Sans to notice that the conversation had quickly shifted from him right back to the vampire lady, and it didn’t seem like he could affect the outcome of it any further than normal. Despite this, however, he kept his attention on the duo, noticing several things. The first was that, compared to how he first started off, the skeletal mage seemed to be rushing things. A probable explanation, given how he seemed to believe the blond-haired vampire simply had all the things she needed despite never once explaining what exactly it was she needed except in the most cryptic of terms. Granted, a bit of intuition made it a little obvious to him. He was probably talking about a cell phone and some kind of internet in terms of a “communicator” and the “dataverse device,” though that only made the blue-hooded skeleton wonder what the actual difference was. Wouldn’t a modern cell phone automatically have some kind of internet installed into it anyway?
Evidently, Alice didn’t know either, as she was loudly protesting the complete lack of explanations of the part of the old staff-wielder. It didn’t exactly help that the staff-wielder seemed to be jerking her chain around. Sans felt his heart sink a little bit as she began to threaten the mage, cutting herself off before she could finish it. As much as he joked around and acted like a goofball, he could definitely relate to what she was feeling. Feeling powerless in a situation you know for a fact you could not control. Forced to rely on someone you couldn’t trust to see you through. This person potentially becoming a psychopath with a penchant for-
wait a minute…
No sooner had the taller skeleton finished his debriefing than Sans had zipped directly behind him. His question was asked with semi-seriousness with a tinge of astonishment, mostly because he had been standing in the same spot during most of the conversation prior.
He remained silent as the tall wizard, surprisingly, let him go. He evidently didn’t think he was a threat or, at the very least, didn’t think he was worth the trouble of dealing with. That was comforting, at least.
What wasn’t was his excuse. He was gonna assume that the mage did not exactly hold him up to high regard in the case of his intelligence or, at least, his observational skills. This probably explained why he didn’t think he noticed the fact that he had almost fried the two of them just a few minutes prior AND pretty much declared up front that he was gonna sic his giant friend on him if he ever proved to be threat to his “plans,” which was something he still did not think was good AT ALL. After an entire session of threats and overall bad temperament, he honestly expected that he wouldn’t notice this?
good…didn’t want a bad time anyway mused Sans, his glowing pupils disappearing as Raal slid onto his stead, starting to ride off into the distance.
He closed his eyes, sighing in relief. Second volatile encounter in one day, and the second one he managed to defuse. Woopee. It did feel pretty good that he had managed to avoid needing to fight other people in a place he was entirely unfamiliar with. A plus, considering he could name some people who could do so much worse in less than that.
He reopened his eyes, looking down towards the ground. He reached up to his torso, keeping one hand in his coat pockets as he felt the area where the knife had split him. It still felt cold.....
He chuckled as the vampire lady cracked another one, though not as hard as he would’ve liked. He turned back towards her, his smile glued onto his face, as if nothing was wrong at all. As she talked, however, it slowly dawned on him just exactly what was happening. She thought, no, she EXPECTED him to follow her and help her out with her orders. After all he had done in the few minutes or so he had been there, she trusted him enough that she thought she didn’t even need a “yes” from him to know what he wanted to do.
He hated no-win situations like this. If he said “no,” he’d have more time to search for Papyrus, but he’d completely wreck her chances of ever getting out of this situation she was in that was, in all honesty, dangerous. If he said “yes,” he’d be able to help her, but he’d probably be no closer to finding Papyrus than if he had just continued forth by himself.
He brought his hands out of his pockets, twiddling his thumbs as he said “sounds like a plan to me, really. however, i’ma thinkin’ this “dataverse” whatever thing is, uh… probably something we should figure out sooner rather than later, ya know? so, uh… i think i have an idea as to where we could go to figure it out… though i’m not entirely sure about it myself.. for, uh... a bunch of.. reasons..”