#slyfont

Today was going to be that day to finally timeline jump. The tediousness in her own universe was to unbearable at this point, she knew it was time to do this again. Yet everytime she wanted to jump, a bit of unease would loom over her. Most likely because she didn't know what to expect and even her previous encounters weren't always so pleasant either. Some of the monsters within the other realms dove at her, thinking she was a tasty morsel for them to feast upon. To their dismay they were horribly mistaken, suffering a great fate.

'Screw it!' The short fire monster thought. It was now or never!

He folded his arms as he listened. Not so much as conveying anything negative it’s just an old mannerism of his that he does when he thinks about thing.  

He rubbed his chin in thought. He looks like he took quite a beating... I can’t tell how much damage was done to him...but he does need to get looked at and healed at least somewhat... But how do I get him to accept some assistance?

Flowey texting...

⋆ eye socket thing sounds. promisin’ at least

⋆ the rest? heh.. 

⋆ not so much

Glitchy greeted whoever it was at his door by cracking it just the slightest bit, peering out with a wary, borderline paranoid gaze. However, once he realized just who it was, he visibly relaxed and opened up the door further, both welcoming Sly inside and revealing that... he indeed wasn’t wearing a shirt, just like he warned him about.

Well, at least he wasn’t lying about that little detail.

A nasty scorch mark ran across the right side of his ribs and his sternum was badly cracked, exposing rusty red marrow in a cross formation. Even so, he seemed rather nonchalant about the whole thing, casually heading off to go retrieve and put on his abandoned tank top.

[txt]: ⋆ ...hey just. checkin’ you’re still doin’ alright there, bud

[txt]: ⋆ been sorta. distracted lately. but uh

[txt]: ⋆ got this whole base mostly to myself, ‘s a good spot to relax. if ya wanted to hang out, sometime

*How about YES.