🌼

They were short, chin tucked up in a thick sweater, bandages coating their legs. Honestly, if anyone were to look, their first thought would be: child.

The Soul continues to sit, braiding strands of grass absentmindedly, as if waiting for this new world to greet them.

~ 🌼

The cold air bites at their skin as the wind blows through the plains. There's no noise other than the wind whistling through the gray grass. No birds singing. No rodents skittering. No animals stalking. Its... uncanny... like something deep down inside them was saying this was wrong but there was nothing to suggest anything actually was wrong.

“You’re green?”

“Yea. Don’t know where this is.”

The green soul woman clears her throat as she leans forward. "We all arrive here the same way, My name is Emerald, thats Blue."

The blank echoes.

“My name?”

They were short, chin tucked up in a thick sweater, bandages coating their legs. Honestly, if anyone were to look, their first thought would be: child.

The Soul continues to sit, braiding strands of grass absentmindedly, as if waiting for this new world to greet them.

~ 🌼

The cold air bites at their skin as the wind blows through the plains. There's no noise other than the wind whistling through the gray grass. No birds singing. No rodents skittering. No animals stalking. Its... uncanny... like something deep down inside them was saying this was wrong but there was nothing to suggest anything actually was wrong.

“You’re green?”

“Yea. Don’t know where this is.”

They were short, chin tucked up in a thick sweater, bandages coating their legs. Honestly, if anyone were to look, their first thought would be: child.

The Soul continues to sit, braiding strands of grass absentmindedly, as if waiting for this new world to greet them.

~ 🌼

The cold air bites at their skin as the wind blows through the plains. There's no noise other than the wind whistling through the gray grass. No birds singing. No rodents skittering. No animals stalking. Its... uncanny... like something deep down inside them was saying this was wrong but there was nothing to suggest anything actually was wrong.

“You’re green?”

They were short, chin tucked up in a thick sweater, bandages coating their legs. Honestly, if anyone were to look, their first thought would be: child.

The Soul continues to sit, braiding strands of grass absentmindedly, as if waiting for this new world to greet them.

~ 🌼

The cold air bites at their skin as the wind blows through the plains. There's no noise other than the wind whistling through the gray grass. No birds singing. No rodents skittering. No animals stalking. Its... uncanny... like something deep down inside them was saying this was wrong but there was nothing to suggest anything actually was wrong.

“You’re green?”

They were short, chin tucked up in a thick sweater, bandages coating their legs. Honestly, if anyone were to look, their first thought would be: child.

The Soul continues to sit, braiding strands of grass absentmindedly, as if waiting for this new world to greet them.

~ 🌼

The cold air bites at their skin as the wind blows through the plains. There's no noise other than the wind whistling through the gray grass. No birds singing. No rodents skittering. No animals stalking. Its... uncanny... like something deep down inside them was saying this was wrong but there was nothing to suggest anything actually was wrong.

"Would you like to learn how to make a shank?"

@the-gentler-brother-of-sleep

Sharks are wild and ferocious fish, they cannot be made by hands of humankind.

Proceed to the route.

Anyone can interact! Please do!

It's rare that Andromeda actually has a good day, but he must have paid off a bunch of karma recently, because nothing terrible has happened today yet. No street-level villain looking to terrorise New York City specifically for some petty, personal reason. No press or anti-mutant loser to bother him. He even actually managed to get a few hours of sleep in! Hell, maybe he should try for the lottery...

Either way, it's been smooth sailing so far, and Andromeda is definitely going to take advantage of that. So far, he's just been wandering through this huge mall he used to frequent when he still studied at Xavier's. The store he currently finds himself in is brightly lit, with an array of albums, stuffed toys, figurines and other kinds of merchandise lining the shelves and bins – k-pop merchandise. A guilty pleasure for sure, considering he used to hide the fact that he liked to come here and still does. Thank god, he's alone today, though. Well... That's what he thought, anyway.

This.

Always carrying friends.

(The kid points to their heart with a solemn nod)

He smiles at them. Clearly, he'll get nowhere trying to question the kid like this. But he can't just leave them alone, either...

(They tap the plush Andromeda was holding)

"Would you like to learn how to make a shank?"

@the-gentler-brother-of-sleep

Sharks are wild and ferocious fish, they cannot be made by hands of humankind.

Proceed to the route.

"Would you like to learn how to make a shank?"

@the-gentler-brother-of-sleep

Sharks are wild and ferocious fish, they cannot be made by hands of humankind.

"Would you like to learn how to make a shank?"

@the-gentler-brother-of-sleep

Sharks are wild and ferocious fish, they cannot be made by hands of humankind.

Anyone can interact! Please do!

It's rare that Andromeda actually has a good day, but he must have paid off a bunch of karma recently, because nothing terrible has happened today yet. No street-level villain looking to terrorise New York City specifically for some petty, personal reason. No press or anti-mutant loser to bother him. He even actually managed to get a few hours of sleep in! Hell, maybe he should try for the lottery...

Either way, it's been smooth sailing so far, and Andromeda is definitely going to take advantage of that. So far, he's just been wandering through this huge mall he used to frequent when he still studied at Xavier's. The store he currently finds himself in is brightly lit, with an array of albums, stuffed toys, figurines and other kinds of merchandise lining the shelves and bins – k-pop merchandise. A guilty pleasure for sure, considering he used to hide the fact that he liked to come here and still does. Thank god, he's alone today, though. Well... That's what he thought, anyway.

This.

Always carrying friends.

(The kid points to their heart with a solemn nod)

Anyone can interact! Please do!

It's rare that Andromeda actually has a good day, but he must have paid off a bunch of karma recently, because nothing terrible has happened today yet. No street-level villain looking to terrorise New York City specifically for some petty, personal reason. No press or anti-mutant loser to bother him. He even actually managed to get a few hours of sleep in! Hell, maybe he should try for the lottery...

Either way, it's been smooth sailing so far, and Andromeda is definitely going to take advantage of that. So far, he's just been wandering through this huge mall he used to frequent when he still studied at Xavier's. The store he currently finds himself in is brightly lit, with an array of albums, stuffed toys, figurines and other kinds of merchandise lining the shelves and bins – k-pop merchandise. A guilty pleasure for sure, considering he used to hide the fact that he liked to come here and still does. Thank god, he's alone today, though. Well... That's what he thought, anyway.

This.

They wave at Hemlock, opening their mouth in a silent greeting. ~🌼

(They begin to tug their guardian away, unfortunately much too slowly to stop the conversation incoming.)

(“Oh! Hello, Tori!”)

(The woman frowns distinctly, looking up from the cereal that the child always demands… it was very low in nutritional content.)

(“Asgore.”)

(”I didn’t expect to see you in the dried goods aisle!”)

(The human looks between them, before letting go of Toriels hand to inch away.)

(“and I hadn’t expected you to scare my child again! do you not have any shame?”)

Fire is imminent.

He glances back at the adults, furrowing his brow as he thinks.

They wave at Hemlock, opening their mouth in a silent greeting. ~🌼

(They begin to tug their guardian away, unfortunately much too slowly to stop the conversation incoming.)

(“Oh! Hello, Tori!”)

(The woman frowns distinctly, looking up from the cereal that the child always demands… it was very low in nutritional content.)

(“Asgore.”)

(”I didn’t expect to see you in the dried goods aisle!”)

(The human looks between them, before letting go of Toriels hand to inch away.)

(“and I hadn’t expected you to scare my child again! do you not have any shame?”)

Fire is imminent.

He glances back at the adults, furrowing his brow as he thinks.

They wave at Hemlock, opening their mouth in a silent greeting. ~🌼

(They begin to tug their guardian away, unfortunately much too slowly to stop the conversation incoming.)

(“Oh! Hello, Tori!”)

(The woman frowns distinctly, looking up from the cereal that the child always demands… it was very low in nutritional content.)

(“Asgore.”)

(”I didn’t expect to see you in the dried goods aisle!”)

(The human looks between them, before letting go of Toriels hand to inch away.)

(“and I hadn’t expected you to scare my child again! do you not have any shame?”)

Fire is imminent.