[ Have some loud, boisterous laughter the second you send those guys running, Sans. The source? A man naked to the waist, wearing thick leather and dusted with bright streaks of color and the design of a large bird of prey inked on his skin. Gladio was watching those guys with some consideration of doing the same, just to give the boys something to talk about when he sees them next time.
...That is, if he sees them. Orientation made it clear that when he returns, he'll be deposited right where he left off. But anyway. He's glad he didn't, because the moment those hollow, dead eyes light up and bony digits extend into a peace sign, he knows he would have had a good fright himself. A+ trolling, whoever you are.
Blame the dust for the fact he's enjoying this rather than drawing a blade to smash the skeleton into bone mold. ]
Hahahah! [ So tickled pink is the mountain of a man that he's slapping his thigh, tears rolling down the furrow of a scar down the left side of his face. ] That was great! The look on their faces...!
Rave on, little monster guy
...That is, if he sees them. Orientation made it clear that when he returns, he'll be deposited right where he left off. But anyway. He's glad he didn't, because the moment those hollow, dead eyes light up and bony digits extend into a peace sign, he knows he would have had a good fright himself. A+ trolling, whoever you are.
Blame the dust for the fact he's enjoying this rather than drawing a blade to smash the skeleton into bone mold. ]
Hahahah! [ So tickled pink is the mountain of a man that he's slapping his thigh, tears rolling down the furrow of a scar down the left side of his face. ] That was great! The look on their faces...!