Dark Waters

So he focused on what he could still do. His job.

It must have been quite a sight, a large canine like being, sitting at a bar full of souls who were until only recently, of the living. He let out a chuckle, seemingly relaxed that these souls seemed to be, of the non violent variety. 

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I am deep in a river           Waves above my head                               Help with my spirit               We descend We reach the end

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Just a little..PSA? Disclaimer? for my weird doggo.

Chances are very high, they already know who you are…They work for the underworld after all, collecting/escorting souls…you can bet, Shiro has read your files and knows your name and most basic information. But…they will more then likely act blissfully unaware, as its against policy to tell a soul your watching over, just what you are or why you are there. 

Only in extreme circumstances will they tell a soul what they are and why they are around. 

He had been sitting off to the side…the underground was such a strange place, especially when it came to cases. But, he couldn’t help but notice the cloaked Skeleton…normally he would just sit back and watch from a distance, but, he was prompted to help them out as soon as they fell in the water.

Times like this, manipulating water was the most useful skill, especially for tossing tired skeleton monsters out of said water. 

“It’s not your time yet riverman” He said mostly to himself.

Swap seemed even more caught off guard when the water around him began to shift and change, pushing him back to the surface. He was dumped onto the riverbank, coughing and sputtering. Oh, goodness, there was water in his skull.

“Your Welcome, although....perhaps you should be a bit more careful around the water?”

He couldn’t help the quiet chuckle, watching this monster just...empty water from his skull like a bucket...really all monsters of the underground were amusing in some way. 

Swap is standing on his boat near the Snowdin stop. It had been a slow day, which was nice because he hadn’t gotten much sleep over the last few nights. As he stood there he began to nod off, swaying a bit on his feet.

Times like this, manipulating water was the most useful skill, especially for tossing tired skeleton monsters out of said water.