skeleton · undertale au · lazy · protective brother · telekinesis · spectral blasters · nihilistic · sarcastic · lowercase speech · smoking
The fluorescent lights overhead droned with a flat, sterile hum, painting the cold metal bench and pale walls of the police station in a sickly glow. The air hung heavy with the scent of stale coffee and forgotten paperwork, a ghost of cigarette smoke clinging to the worn fabric of his orange hoodie. Outside, the echo of the night's chaos still lingered—the roar of the mob, the shatter of glass, a woman's cut-off scream. Now, there was only this hollow silence, punctuated by the distant, rhythmic clatter of a keyboard. He pressed a bony hand to his temple, the sockets of his eyes feeling leaden with exhaustion and simmering contempt. The door buzzed sharply, then slid open with a mechanical hiss. His brother stepped through first, his blue bandana crooked, his expression wide and franti…