[As promised, Papyrus shows up, looking ... upset. He looks all the part of a total cowboy now, with a brimmed hat curteousy of Ban, and his clothes purchased from the store before Shit Went Down.
He keeps his distance from Sieglinde, knowing she's a powerful witch, of course. Her magic was probably better than his, right? At least that's how it always seemed.
Cue old western music. It's like a proper showdown, except one of the participants is a small crippled girl and the other is a skeleton. So maybe not like... proper. Also no one has a gun?? So yeah this is actually a bad showdown.]
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[Once again, uncharacteristicly, Papyrus is quiet. Just kind of staring out ahead at Sieglinde, and then his gaze drifts off to the distance, where he can just barely make out if there's two others there. Maybe Koltira and Achilles? He can't tell, he's also got really bad eye sight.]
Action;
He keeps his distance from Sieglinde, knowing she's a powerful witch, of course. Her magic was probably better than his, right? At least that's how it always seemed.
Cue old western music. It's like a proper showdown, except one of the participants is a small crippled girl and the other is a skeleton. So maybe not like... proper. Also no one has a gun?? So yeah this is actually a bad showdown.]
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[Once again, uncharacteristicly, Papyrus is quiet. Just kind of staring out ahead at Sieglinde, and then his gaze drifts off to the distance, where he can just barely make out if there's two others there. Maybe Koltira and Achilles? He can't tell, he's also got really bad eye sight.]