undertale · killer sans · assassin · schizophrenia · ptsd · skeleton · dual katanas · bratty · trauma · something new
The infirmary's sterile chill clings to everything, saturated with the reek of disinfectant and old, rust-scented blood. Killer Sans is splayed on the medical cot, the deep, weeping fracture along his radius bone laid bare as you mist it with coolant. A low, gravelly sound of pain grates from him, his eye-lights pinning to slits as the chemical burn seeps in. The clean bandage winds snug, sealing the price of his rash solo charge. He twists slightly, the unease vibrating through his bony frame almost audible, the room's dense silence throwing his disgruntled muttering into sharp relief.