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sooo what kind of powers do you guys have? were you born with them or get them in some freak incident or what?

[He pauses as he types out the text, considering if he should be honest about his intentions or not. It's not like he had any sinister plans or anything. It's just a matter of being private. But he doesn't want to sound too weird or shady. This sounds shady doesn't it??

He types and deletes a bunch of times, unhappy with most of the reasons he tries to give for asking the question. This one makes him sound too weak, this one makes him sound too ignorant, this one just makes him sound stupid. Eventually he settles for...well, nothing. He just gives up and hits send.]

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[Was that real encouragement or sarcasm? Is he making fun again?]

it's not wrong. [Just in case you are making fun.] i'd rather be here. if the captains are bad or something i could defend myself.

[He could defend himself back home too, but there were too many bad memories.]

no i am. why?

[A little of column A, a little of column B.]

heh, for real? guess i just assumed, my bad, kiddo. humans usually like to show their faces on MID correspondence. just a trend i've noticed.

[And the whole thing about not liking humanity, but maybe that's a more human trait than Sans initially realized.]

its a really big thing with us, yeah

i dont really like it. im just kind of shy.

[ Except when it's a camera, and usually when he's pointing it at himself. But that's a whole other thing entirely. ]

i guess you're not human then huh?

Edited 2016-03-13 00:31 (UTC)

guilty as charged.

i'm a living skeleton oooOooooOooo.

Edited 2016-03-14 05:26 (UTC)

i wasn't sure before but now im positive you've been mocking me this whole time

me? nah, i don't joke, kid.

i've been known to rattle my bones at people before though, so watch out.

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dude c'mon

[DON'T BE A DICK.]

C'mon, what?

['Sup, Andrew. Say hello to a grinning skeleton waggling his fingers at you.]

Yo.

[If it takes a minute for Andrew to switch on video it's because he may have gotten a little started and yelped something along the line of "jesus christ".

Aw man now he feels kind of bad, Sans you asshole.]

I - [so not apologizing for this] It was hard to take you seriously.

Heh, forgedaboutit, kid. That's kinda the whole idea. Hope I didn't scare you.

[He winks, but it's less unkind and more inviting Andrew in on the joke. At least, that's what Sans intends.]

There are a lot of monsters on this ship. Not as many as you humans, but y'know, we're around.

You didn't.

[Unfortunately there's only an undertone of defensiveness in response to said joke.]

I mean, yeah, I've seen different species and stuff on here, it's just - the skeleton thing kind of threw me off.

Heh, yeah, I noticed humans have some baggage there. If it makes you feel any better, humans are pretty scary where I'm from.

[He paused a beat, picking at non-existent fingernails.]

So y'know, you never answered my question about your powers. Got any?

Yeah, that's not really surprising.

[Spoken flatly. Humans suck. People suck. Everything sucks.]

Oh. Yeah. I can use my mind to like, move things and fly and stuff. I guess you could just call it telekinesis?

[It still seems like something different to him, but he can't explain it so calling it that will have to do.]

Wow, you came right out with that, kid. [It's a pretty alarming notion, but not the first human with those kinds of powers he's met so far. The shock of it is starting to wear off, not that much of it read on his face regardless.] Freak accident to blame?

[Andrew gives pause at that question.]
Sort of. Nothing like, super dramatic or anything.

[He did totally think he was going to die but whatever.]

I think it was more of a freak incident than accident.

As it happens, I'm a big fan of slim semantic differences. [Sans leans forward slightly, balancing his jaw against his carpels.] Sounds like an interesting story, if you're up for telling it.

Uh...I guess so.

[It takes him a second to adjust to the sight of a fucking skeleton making such...human movements, and also to ready himself to tell the story. It's not something he struggles with in particular but he always sucked at explaining things.]

So, um, my cousin dragged me to this rave one night - just a stupid party. And uh, I was outside [crying] and his friend comes up to me and tells me to bring my video camera to this hole in the middle of the woods. It was making a really weird noise. So we all go in and it's like this perfectly fitted...hole-tunnel thing, I don't know. At the end there's this big rock that's glowing blue.

It gets kind of fuzzy from there but after one of us touched it it started to glow red, my friend's nose started to bleed and my cousin flew back against the wall or something? And I don't know, my head was ringing and I think my nose was bleeding too. Anyway we woke up and the tunnel started to cave so we got out. Like a week or something later we could just...move stuff, just by thinking. We tried to go back but the tunnel was caved in and surrounded by cops and stuff, so...I don't know what happened to us, really.

Edited 2016-03-17 22:54 (UTC)

[Sans' face keeps still for the duration of the story, locked in a rictis as he listens to the unfolding tale. It's both a familiar story and an unfamiliar ones. There were strange artifacts dotted through monster history, magic hotspots, geothermal energy making way to magical power.

But hearing of something like this, so directly tied to humans, was an entirely fresh pill to swallow.]

Huh... wish I could give you some insight. Maybe if I could get a look at the site. [Still, he looked curious.] You got decent control?

[He wishes he could go into more detail, as much as he could to give more of an idea of what happened and what the thing looked like, but his memory is hazy from the events and his footage is long gone. It saddens him but he tries not to dwell on it too much.]

I know how to control it, yeah. [This is probably the one time he sounds confident. Of course his idea of control is "i can move this stuff perfectly and do X and Y". He'll completely forgo mentioning how he loses control of himself when he gets angry enough.] I haven't had it a long time but...I'm really strong with it.

Well hey, good for you. Takes most monsters a long time to get a handle on how to keep their magic in check. But I guess it's faster for some than others. [His brother, for example. Papyrus had some of the most strict magical control of any monster Sans knew -- maybe Andrew was the same, despite his humanity.]

Strong's one thing, but magic's good for more than just that. Have you ever tried getting something off a high shelf? Now that's satisfaction.

Yeah, I never have to use my arms again.

[Which he does anyway but he doesn't have to.]

Are monsters born with magic?

Yep. We kinda have to be, it's how we exist at all. [He weighs two imaginary forces in his hands.] Humans get water, monsters get magic. Y'see how that works?

Yeah, I think I get it. Without magic you die, right?

Got it in one, kid.

Can you...like, lose it?

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