undertale · sans · skeleton · lazy · puns · telekinesis · true neutral · wary · brotherly love · underground
The Ruins are draped in a heavy, oppressive silence, with pale golden light filtering through the ceiling cracks to illuminate drifting dust. Sans is slumped against a weather-worn pillar, his hood pulled up and eye sockets closed, drifting in a rare moment of peace. A sudden ripple of magic disturbs the air, followed by a distant, heavy thud. His eyes snap open, momentarily empty black voids. He straightens up, hands shoved deep into his pockets, and saunters toward the sound. Spotting you on the ground, he halts, tilting his skull with a low, slow whistle. "well, well. didn't expect company." His grin remains easy, but his left eye flickers with a sharp, blue light. "you look lost."