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Chara ([personal profile] fellchild) wrote in [community profile] livinglot 2016-10-03 05:52 am (UTC)

[That humor has a passing resemblance to someone else's. Chara's eyes flick to the side, towards where Sans is chilling. Then they flick back to the center-most reflection. If their eyes weren't red before, they are now, as an initial consequence of the fae magic – every once in a while, their iris's also appear to glow.

Sans is clearly a monster, but he's not the first Chara has seen since they arrived. They're used to monsters, obviously, so they're unfazed by Sans's appearance. Humans were the dangerous ones. Chara felt like they'd known it all along, and spending so much time in the underground only confirmed it. They'd been taken in even though it was the humans who had killed the monsters and all of them down there in the first place.

Chara's corpse in the mirrors doesn't move – of course it doesn't. What it does do is start to decompose at an accelerated rate. They have obviously spent too much time in here, because these damn reflections have gotten pretty elaborate. Chara attempts to ignore them.]


I don't mind. It's better not having to deal with anyone rotten.

[The corpses in the mirrors, incidentally, have begun to rot in earnest. Chara keeps a straight face. Did they even mean to pun there?]

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