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β β β β β β *Μ² Thanks, buddy.
Dust not the weirdest person he met in a long time. This whole multiverse thing is still new to him.
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* I suppose
He wasnβt going to argue, heβs too tired for that.
* Sans
Eh, wouldnβt be the first time someone rather be called their βactualβ name - but it might get confusing.
* Nice teeth
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β β β β β β *Μ² A cop can be anything these days.
He replied, unfazed by the lively laughter of the man he now knew was named Dust.
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β β β β β β *Μ² My name is Sans.
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Dust barks out a laugh at the accusation, pulling out his own box of cigarettes β which was noticeably less full than the one he gave Lovan.
* Iβm the farthest thing from a cop
* Just curious about you is all
* My name is Dust
\\ uuhhh :3c Lovan is a hybrid between a skeleton monster and a spider monster. That's why he's thinner and taller than a Sans. He's not Sans, though. People affectionately call him Sans.
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β β β β β β *Μ² Mhm Χ Χ π€
Lovan said, his voice muffled by the cigarette between his teeth. His white iris settled on the other skeleton, curious.
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β β β β β β *Μ² Yeah, i do like anyone else. Why Χ Χ π€ Are you a cop Χ Χ π€
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* Eh, it's my one good deed of the day is all
Dust shrugged, squinting his sockets curiously at the way new skeleton snagged the box of cigs.
* You're a new face around here
* Got a name?
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β β β β β β *Μ² Oi, you're quite the opportune moment, pal.
He remarked, eyeing the cigarette box in front of him as if it were some kind of precious treasure. His hand gestured, and a silken string shot out to wrap around the pack before he tugged it shut.
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β β β β β β The lively and fearless anomaly of universe 9179, Lovan "Sans" spends his days on the surface trying to make a more habitable place for his kind: the hybrid monsters. He has a unique style that many describe as too chaotic and difficult to control.
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