pawnshopsouls:
Giving a nod, Bonely took the gal by the arm and gently led her into a room near the shop’s counter. Clicking on the light, he left her side and trotted past a counter lined with quick food items, and a small cafe table with with a few stools. Once across the room, he reached to what might’ve been a wierd closet or bizarrely tall drawer with a knob at its top. Grabbing the knob, the skeleton pulled and slowly lowered a hide-a-bed cot, complete with tucked in sheets.
“Here we go,” he said with a nod, and hurried back over to the young skeleton’s side. “Just a few more steps ‘n’ yeh can sit down.”
Carefully, he escorted her to the bed, letting go of her elbow once more to shuffle through a closet next to the hide-a-bed. Out comes a large white box with a red in a circle on it, and from it, various bandages, ointments, and other things were set on the bed.
“So, uh, who did this teh yeh?” Bonely ventured, examining the injured legs. “If I may ask that is.”
Frisk blinked, when he grasped her arm, although it was a gentle hold, and followed him to a room that seemed to be by the shop’s counter. She blinked her sockets rapidly, when he turned on the light, leaving her to stand by the door idly while he went past a counter that had food items, a table and some stools.
She tilted her head curiously, as he stopped at what looked like a large cupboard? Closet? She wasn’t too sure, but she let out a breathy gasp, when he pulled down a bed, of all things, by using the knob!
She started signing rapidly, as he approached her, eye lights shaped like stars and dancing into her sockets. How had he done that? How had he put a bed there? Did he summon the bed? Could she summon a bed?
Escorted to the bed, she sighed quietly, happy at being off of her feet. She pulled her leg up lightly, removing her ankle boot first. Once freed from the boot, she let the heel rest on the edge of the bed, looking over the damage. She repeated the process with her other leg, frowning lightly.
She looked back up and blinked, thinking, before she moved her hands about before her.
It was an ice elemental? I thought he might have been nice, like Grillby but...
She stopped signing and shrugged.
