JUDGEMENT (not really)

[dorkypantsuit]

Who: The Psiioniic and Sans
When: Day 90
Where: The Lake
What: Fight fight fight fight.

Considering Psi can fly and Sans... Well, Sans, it doesn't take either of them long to get there. It's a little weird meeting someone you didn't have caliginous feelings for in order to fight, but Psi had to do something with this energy and Sans was one of the only people he knew at the carnival that could actually put up a fight. He tries to smile, be his normal cheerful self, but the attempt falls flat in many ways. He looks tired, blank even. He's left Grubbin at home for this particular match, with a promise to be back soon with lots of treats. He raises a hand in greeting to Sans when he sees him, a little unsure of how exactly to start this fight. The clearing they're in has the forest on one side and the lake on the other. More importantly, there's no one around so they didn't have to worry about anyone getting hurt by a stray blast or wayward bone.

"So how do we want to do this?"

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[osteothropy]

Sans teleports neatly out of the way of the earth as the spikes, and then appears on top of it, just long enough to plow down on Psi with some gravity based blue magic, intending to pull him out of the air - just in time for a bunch of bones to erupt out of the ground.

The only physical action that marks this is his slamming his outstretched hand downward, a ring of extra bones summoning and floating around him in a circle, ready to throw.

I FORGOT

[dorkypantsuit]

Of course he'd move out of the way. Psi struggles to maintain an even height despite the magic pushing him down. He's wary of getting hit with those bones, and struggling in the air makes him a pretty easy target, so even though it's a bit hardcore he's definitely going to shoot an optic blast Sans way.