8th || Sharing is Caring!

[achievementhunter]

[There's no such thing as "accidentally" calling everyone on the Far Stones. One must have consciously made the decision to speak to everyone, like a walkie-talkie that can't be turned off on the receiving end. So when Chara speaks to- everyone, it is with full awareness that they are, in fact, speaking to everyone.]

Poisonous flowers are curious things, did you know? [Which is why they start off on such a chipper note!] For many, it is the act of ingesting them which causes illness or fatality. For others, however... the simple act of prolonged contact is enough- toxins are absorbed through the skin.

Death can take anywhere from a few hours to a few weeks. [By golly, they sound happy about this.] So it's a frightfully good idea to invest in some gardening gloves, should you wish to transplant any flora from Ziziphus to another locale. It could be the difference between a new garden and your rather unfortunate demise.



[Anyways everything's totally chill. Chara's totally fine and absolutely nothing is wrong ever, they just like making these kinds of announcements for kicks. It has Absolutely Nothing to do with failing to request gloves of their own.

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[journalname]

Ch - child, is everything alright?

[Asgore has enough context for this to be Very Concerned

but not enough to grasp the full extent of how bad it really is. He never did watch those tapes.]

[achievementhunter]

I am- [Hm. They really are beginning to regret their life choices. Chara laughs.]

Not as well as I could be. Do not worry yourself- many people have already begun to come to my aid.

[journalname]

I -

[That is very much the last thing he wants to do. But Asgore can recognize a dismissal when he hears one. And he has promised both himself and this child that he will not...interfere, where he is not wanted.

So.]

You are sure?

[achievementhunter]

For the time being, yes sir. There are-

Already quite a few people tending to me. [Does he remember their discomfort with crowds? If so, the excuse may hold up to scrutiny.

Better that he stays far away, for now. Until their symptoms are far less nostalgic.]

[journalname]

[Ah, yes. He remembers that quite well. It had been - relevant, for a child of royalty.]

...very well. I hope you feel better soon.

[achievementhunter]

Thank you. [A pause, as if there's nothing else left to say. Then:]

When I have recovered, I-- shall contact you, to arrange a visit.

If you like.

[journalname]

Oh.

[The surprise in his voice is palpable. This is the last thing he expected, and...well, his mind is already racing ahead to what the visit might be like, and he realizes that he's likely still expecting too much. It's no great fault to wish for things, perhaps. Still, he does his best not to sound too excited as he replies; he would not wish for Chara to feel pressure, especially in their current state.

This is Asgore, though. He's not fantastic at hiding his feelings.]

I would like that very much.

[achievementhunter]

[It's still--

Elusive. They don't really know what it is they want from him, not yet. His continued favor? Reconfirmation of his silence? To be told why. Why he did it. Why he pretended to love them.
...Something else?

Now isn't the time to linger on it. They press a cheek against the column they're seated against, the stone almost- unbearably cool against heated skin.]

Consider it arranged, then.