what did the skeleton say to the other skeleton

[skelepun]

Who: Sans & YOU
When: From the 16th on.
Where: All around the ship.
What: Catch-all log for May!! Some post-void shenanigans, some general around the ship shenanigans, fun for everybody!
Warnings: Will add if any come up! Probably some talk of mass murder, though.





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OTA (MEDBAY)
Sans tries to sneak out of the medbay after Magic Overload.

OTA (CRYOBAY)
Who wants to tell bad jokes and hang out around a bunch of kinda dead people?

OTA (TRAINING ROOM)
Magic burnout sucks. Let's talk about powers and why they're the worst.

OTA (CLASSROOMS)
Who wants to learn chemistry from the world's most tired man?

Comments

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"I don't move around well on the best of days." Sans looks over his shoulder, then back to Ed, as if silently sizing him up. Luckily, he didn't have to crane his neck to far to do it.

"Hey. Since I got you here, wanna make a deal?"

[forfeits]

"A deal?"

Ed looks at Sans skeptically -- sizing him up, as well. He knows that look, and Ed isn't about to be caught off guard. He folds his arms over his chest, almost expectantly. "What kind of deal are you talking about?

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"You do me a favor now, I do you a favor later." Sans explains, hands outstretched as if weighing two sides of a scale. "Your standard backdoor arrangement."

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"It really depends on the favor."

Ed eyes Sans a little skeptically. He's helped people sneak out of here before, of course, but he's not even sure that is what this skeleton's up to. "Why do we have to make a deal, anyway?"

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It's a good question. He's actually kind of surprised by the salience of that particular point, momentarily cowed into bashful shrugging.

"'Cuz I'm technically supposed to stay in bed. N' in my experience, people hanging around the medbay tend to work in it. Am I wrong?"

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Ah, this suddenly makes sense. Ed grins despite himself and stuffs his hands into his pockets.

"Lucky for you, I work in the labs, not the med bay itself. Besides, you're being accompanied by medical staff, you'll be fine. I'll tell them I was running tests if anyone asks." He shrugs, gesturing to the lab. "Come this way. You can sneak out that way."

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For all Sans' facial expression doesn't change much, his relief is as obvious as it is instantaneous.

"Heh, you're alright, kid." He nods, following Ed's lead. A lifetime of being able to teleport at will made Sans a little unaccustomed to the boring parts of sneaking around. The spooky surprises, sure, those were right up his alley. Everything else fell into the realm of walking, and was thus objectively terrible.

Still. The company could be worse.

"You work in the labs?" He asks, once they're a little further out. "How old are you, again?"

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"I know this place can be a little strict, and we know ourselves better than they do, so."

Ed wasn't too keen on being in the med bay himself upon arrival. Although they can be helpful, there's something about the place that still gives him the creeps. He can't quite place his finger on it.

"Oh. I'm sixteen, but yeah I work in the labs. It's taken me some time figuring this stuff out -- the technology and all of that but it's been pretty fascinating, too. It's pretty different from home. For me, anyway."

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"Dang. An upstart, huh?" It reminds him a little of himself, in an odd way. Though working in a proper lab at sixteen? Sans wasn't about to flatter himself too much with comparisons. "And you're picking this stuff up that fast? Remind me to shake whoever taught you's hand."

He took a turn, pausing a moment before continuing down the hall at a lazier pace. Funny. The ship was a whole lot bigger when you actually took the scenic route.

"Who did teach you, anyway?"

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"I've read a lot of books on this place. It's how I learned most everything back home, really. If you can help yourself, no one can, right?"

Ed laughs a little, though it's nervous or shy in a way. He's used to being praised, but here it feels a little strange. "I have a lot to learn still. I'm not sure what everything in this lab does, but I'm getting there. I had a teacher back home, though."

His face looks grim, almost a little terrified, at the mention of his teacher. "We don't have anything like this back home, but she taught me alchemy. It's not the same but you can use the same methods to learn just about anything, I guess. Probably with less bruising, though. She could really get mad."

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It'd be easy to misinterpret the look on Ed's face, and from what little Sans has been able to glean about humans... well, an unpleasant experience isn't outside the realm of possibility, to say the least.

"Wasn't a jerk, was she?" A testing statement, meant with a certain healthy caution. "You don't have to answer that."

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"No, no teacher was great, she just had... really high expectations from me and my brother, you see. And she was really strong, she'd kick our asses if we stepped out of line."

He laughs a little, rubbing the back of his head uneasily. For all that teacher is terrifying, she was the closest he had to a real parent growing up, once his mother died. He owes her a great deal.

"That's all. So I'm trying to use what she taught me to kind of help me out here. It's working a little bit, anyway."

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That kind of structure made Sans balk a little, but far be it from him to judge. He wasn't exactly a banner of discipline himself. Sloth was a sin he pinned close to his chest, after all.

"And she taught you... what was it, alchemy?" Sans ducks into the next room, rolling the term around in his head. The word was bandied around in old human scientific texts, but it was never viewed with seriousness in his own culture. A parody of magic, more than any real science. Still, Sans couldn't help being curious. "How'd that work for ya?"

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"She taught us alchemy, yeah. And how to fight, how to take care of ourselves. She really did help us out a lot, now that I think about it."

Ed shrugs a little and leans against one of the tables in the lab. They're a little more hidden from the med bay proper, but not quite out of the medical facilities just yet.

"I'm not too sure where I'd be without alchemy, it's kind of a way of life, you know? Wanna see?" Ed grins, always happy to show off a little, but the fact that someone seems genuinely interested in it, too, helps.

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"Sure." Sans nods, physically restraining himself from the obvious answer of of course. Science was one of the few things he could muster enthusiasm for, even if he did a good job of hiding that fact.

"Dazzle me, kid."

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Ed grins, broad and a little cocky. Dazzle him? Oh, he could do that. "Okay, stand back a little."

He puts some distance between him and Sans before he claps his hands together, the sound ringing a little before he touches the ground, and from the metal floor paneling? Well, the metal morphs into a statue of Sans, tiny skulls and banners and stars all around him. He lets the statue settle a minute before clapping his hands again and repeating the gesture, making the statue take a few steps toward Sans before it stops again, Ed setting it in a pose.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

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There's a moment where Sans isn't quite sure what he's seeing -- monster magic had a lot more to do with summoning rather than manipulating what was already there. Unless the 'something' in question was a Soul, of course.

But when the little him grew out of the floor, Sans couldn't quite hold back his laughter. He claps himself, slow and measured, obviously impressed.

"Damn, kid."

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There is a quiet sort of pride on Ed's face as he makes he thing move, but it finally stops and he looks up to Sans, beaming. "Yeah, isn't it? Alchemy's pretty amazing. If you know how to use it the right way, you can do a lot with it. It's just about the science behind it, that's all."

Ed shrugs and stands, looking at the little thing he created. "It can be pretty useful. Is your magic like that?"

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"Not that environmental." He admits, snapping his fingers and... completely failing to summon a bone. He shouldn't have bothered trying, to be honest, not while his body was this drained. If teleporting wasn't an option, shin bones certainly weren't.

He does manage to send off a few unimpressive sparks, though.

"My brother's the real powerhouse, if I'm being honest. I'm more about practical application, y'see."

[forfeits]

Edward leans back a little at the sparks, but smiles all the same. He's fascinated, whether Sans can perform his magic right now or not. The fact that there are similar things to alchemy, at least in appearance, in other worlds is amazing.

"Yeah, I guess it's pretty different where I'm from, but I'd love to see more, when you can. Maybe we should get our brothers and all talk about this stuff. I know Al would love to learn about it just like me. I want to see this magic, too. How does it work?"

Sorry, Sans, Ed can't contain his nerd.

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"Heh, Pap would be pretty stoked to see what you just did too, not gonna lie. Fair warning, he's gonna want you to train him and he does not take no for an answer." Memories of Papyrus camping outside Undyne's house for a full night bring a softness to Sans' perpetual smile, despite his exhaustion.

"N' not gonna lie, I kinda wanna know how you do it, too. You say it's not magic? 'Cuz our magic is..."

Sans stops, thoughtful.

"Well, it's part of us. Our life force, kinda. Without it, I'd look about the same as you'd look with all the water sucked from your body."

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"I can try to train him, but I don't know if it's possible here. Not everyone is cut out to be an alchemist. But I can try."

Ed's been curious, anyway, if teaching alchemy is possible in this place. There's a lot to learn, of course, and he would want to be selective about who he shares it with. He trusts Sans, though, for the most part, and by proxy his brother as well.

"It's kind of complicated. It all depends on your understanding of the world around you, really. The chemistry of the world, you see, so it's science, just a different way of looking at it, that's all." He smiles, but blinks when Sans explains. "Whoa, so you need your magic to survive. Don't overwork yourself, then."

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"Heh, well... Pap tries real hard, no matter if he's cut out for something or not." There's a fondness there, colored by something hard to place. Doubt or perhaps just nostalgia. "Science was always more my bag, but he's pretty smart. He just doesn't see much heroism in it, heh."

Sans points down to the spot Ed just recently affected. "That's a little more exciting than chart read outs, though."

His concern, though, gets little more than a shrug. "N' don't worry about it. I'm about at my limit already. Kinda... overdid it recently."