[Sans is stuck on the floor unless Papyrus moves him or he decides to risk another shortcut. Aside from a growing urge to stretch his wings, he isn't exactly in a hurry to start jumping around, but he doesn't like not being able to so much as twitch.
A moment later and he's trying to will himself to move, desperate, because his reappearing eyes have caught sight of someone outside. Sans's scramble isn't evident until his extra arms appear, lit up with magic, as he tries to drag himself that way.] No, no, outside, they're-- [Sans hisses as he pulls himself forward just enough to set his broken leg throbbing again.
There's someone outside on the lawn--someone with pink eyes and shadows pooling around their feet.]
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A moment later and he's trying to will himself to move, desperate, because his reappearing eyes have caught sight of someone outside. Sans's scramble isn't evident until his extra arms appear, lit up with magic, as he tries to drag himself that way.] No, no, outside, they're-- [Sans hisses as he pulls himself forward just enough to set his broken leg throbbing again.
There's someone outside on the lawn--someone with pink eyes and shadows pooling around their feet.]