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[osteothropy]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 800.80085
DESCRIPTION: Sans will frequently ignore messages about stuff he doesn't want to deal with, but the second something of importance comes up on the channel he will appear as if he's been listening intently all along.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Novelty Skeleton Statue
DESCRIPTION: There is a skeleton statue next to his trailer door with an extended, bowl-like lower jaw, that looks like it's meant for putting Halloween candy in. He would like it if you did. It's technically his mailbox, though, so mail is probably fine, too.

Comments

[osteothropy]

That's the thing. I don't even know if scaring her would help, cause panicking someone like that is just going to make it worse, isn't it? An' if anything was gunna scare her, it'd be the encounter she just had with the Lady of the Lake.

I'd say what we need is an appeal to reason. When she's analyzing her chances of survival, we gotta look like her best option.

[whattaprick]

Hm. You got any ideas how we can do that?

... And should we be letting the Ringmaster know about this?

[osteothropy]

No idea. I'm more of a generalized concepts person, y'know?

But we probably should, yeah.

[whattaprick]

[ His frown is audible. ]

Considering she's been avoiding me and the last time we saw each other, probably best if you do it.

[ He recognizes it can't keep going this way forever but ... look. ]

[osteothropy]

That bad? Wow. I've talked a lot of shit and she's never given me the cold shoulder before.

Any idea what in particular set her off?

[whattaprick]

[ He’s been thinking about it, in the past few days. ]

Best guess is, I put her in the same position the Winter Maiden did. Made it out like she didn’t have a choice.

[ Even immortal beings could feel trapped. Who’da think. ]

Don’t really know how to make up for that.

... Especially when I’d do it again, if I had to.

[osteothropy]

Did ya really have to, though?

[He wasn't there so he doesn't know, but surely phrasing is at least part of it.]

[whattaprick]

I felt like I had to.

[ That’s probably more honest. ]

Pretty much everyone else thinks it was stupid. Maybe they’re right.

[osteothropy]

I guess the distinction is... why couldn't you pose it to her more gently? Was it necessary to back her into a corner? It's not like she wouldn't deal with it without an order, bud.

[whattaprick]

Wouldn’t she?

[ Lambert genuinely doesn’t sound sure about that. ]

She sounded like she was losing it. [ Which, you know, way to go Lambert, making it even worse. But... ] I was pissed, and there wasn’t anything gentle about what I was asking her to do.

[ Hold on a tic. ] Wait, you think she was mad about how I said it?

[osteothropy]

[Good grief.]

Uh, yeah. That tends to make a difference. Y'know. With people. In social interactions.

[whattaprick]

Hey, you said it yourself! You've talked a lot of shit! She knows I talk a lot of shit!

[osteothropy]

There's some stuff you don't talk shit about unless you're trying to hurt someone. Sounds like this is one of those things for her.

It also probably means she actually likes you and thought you'd know the difference. Or did, anyway.

[whattaprick]

[ In theory, there’s a lot Lambert could say to that. Instead, he settles on: ]

That’s stupid.

[ He won’t bother to elaborate on exactly which part, but his whining is curiously muffled, like he might have buried his face in a hand or something similar. ]

[osteothropy]

No, you're stupid.

[It's said so flippantly and casually it barely holds any weight, but look, if you give him a dumb response he'll do so in kind.]

[whattaprick]

Obviously.

[ The reply is sullen. ]

[osteothropy]

So if you're stupid, what're you gunna do about it?

[whattaprick]

Try to stop being stupid, I guess.