"Hello hello, dear Alphonse"
Alphonse raised their sight from their book about Personas, not showing any surprise at seeing Lucia in the Velvet Room. Igor, sitting in his usual spot, bowed slightly. "It's not common to see a former guest return to the Velvet Room"
"She's a former guest?" Alphonse inquired to Igor, but all he did as a reply was gesture towards Lucia. The witch touched the blindfold over her eyes, adjusting it.
"It's a long story. Is it okay if I steal your assistant for a while, Mr. Igor?" She sounded strangely deferential when talking to Igor, something Alphonse, although they didn't know her very well, knew was unusual. Igor nodded, so Alphonse stood up and walked to Lucia. The witch led Alphonse to the couch near the entrance of the Velvet Room and sat with a sigh, leaning her head on the soft edge of the back of the couch. "Has Sisyphus or his piece returned here yet?"
"Not yet. My master says our guest is starting to realize the scope of the Wild Card ability, but I don't know yet what that means" There was a short pause while Alphonse sat too, closing and opening their fists while thinking what to say "How's the game going?"
"Not good. Sisyphus isn't very good at playing this kind of games. I thought I had prepared him well, but..." Lucia shook her hands, exasperated "He's so frustrating to work with!"
"What about the Social Links?"
"Oh, that? Syphus listens to them, I'll give him credit for that. I don't know yet if he will do the right thing and point them in the right direction without meddling too much" she scratched the bridge of her nose "They're interested on Frisk. It's no surprise...I think he still feels guilty about that"
"Is he treating them well?" Alphonse's tone changed, gaining an undertone of anxiety that didn't go unnoticed to Lucia. She grinned deviously, for some reason.
"He's a bit overzealous about protecting them, but other than that he's doing fine. The child has just started trusting him" Alphonse seemed like a weight had been raised off their shoulders, so Lucia continued "He decided to let Frisk do their thing. I thought that'd make you happy" Lucia sat straighter "Okay, enough small talk. Want to play a game?"
"A game?" Alphonse tilted their head "You should go back to your house before the game continues"
"Oh, don't worry about that. We're on another break right now. Look, I even brought a diagram" The space between Lucia's hands shone for a moment before a large sheet of paper appeared "How about you try to solve the conundrum of the first Victim?" Refusing to play along Lucia's game was only going to make her stay around for longer, so Alphonse nodded, hesitant. Smiling, Lucia showed Alphonse the diagram.
It was a rather simple and childish diagram, showing no more than a deformed circle and a short rectangle on the south area that seemed to represent a corridor, while a white blob on a small plateau seemed to show the white bedsheet and the rocks underneath it. Small stickers showed things like the second Echo Flower found, Sans, and the dummy. Alphonse refrained on commenting on how it looked. "This is the room Frisk was found in. The person who found them was Sans. Allow me to tell you the basic details:
There's only one entry and exit
Only up to three people ever entered this alcove. It doesn't mean three people entered, of course I won't say anything about that.
There's no place in this alcove anyone could hide in.
Alphonse stared at the diagram. "Really? No place at all?"
"Nope! It's all in the open. Sans could have looked around and he'd have seen no one. In fact:Sans saw no one except Frisk, and Sans only saw Frisk once they were unconscious and in middle of the alcove" That made things a bit more complicated. When Alphonse asked for more details of what happened, Lucia told everything Sans had seen.
"There was a blue blanket, a white bedsheet, and a dummy with branches stuck in it...where did the branches come from?"
"That's irrelevant"
"Are you sure there was nothing else in the alcove?"
"Not exactly. Besides those objects, there was also a pile of rocks. Now that's all. How about it? Got an answer yet?" Lucia leaned her chin on her closed fist. Alphonse could sense the amusement in her eyes despite the blindfold, so they tried to ignore it and observed the diagram, tracing Sans' movements with a finger.
"...Sans saw nothing strange, right?"
"That's right!"
Alphonse thought for a moment before they suddenly gasped, grinning. "How dark was it in that place?" She didn't seem very amused by the smirk, though.
"Sans would have seen anyone no matter how dark it was"
"But was it dark?"
"It was...there was little light" it was moments like these Lucia was glad she always had a blindfold. Alphonse wouldn't be able to see her eyes nervously looking away.
"I got it!" Alphonse started telling the solution they had thought, weaving together every element Lucia had mentioned and moving their finger on the diagram. The more they talked, the surer they felt about their reasoning, while Lucia said nothing and looked at them inexpressively. Once Alphonse was done, the witch stayed silent until she took the diagram, meticulously folding it seven, eight, nine times before making it disappear in the air with magic.
"I honestly thought you'd have more trouble than this. Way too easy, right? That's what I thought"
"You made this puzzle?"
"Me? No! If it had been me it'd be much more complicated. No, Cornio made it. It reeks of inexperience, doesn't it? If anyone else had made it, I'd have sneered at them until they apologized for wasting my time with such trivialities" Lucia said "But that's okay. We don't intend to stump each other this time.
In this game, the reason why these puzzles are necessary is to stump everyone inside the game board. It may be simple for us, watching from above, but for those who see it happen or hear about it, it's supposed to be unsolvable. Do you understand?"
"I think I do" They didn't understand at all.
"Hell, who is the attacker isn't even an important matter. If Sisyphus or anyone focuses on the who, they'll be mightily disappointed" Lucia stood up, smoothing over her dress. "I don't want to continue sitting around playing the role of assistant, so I'll meddle a bit, make things jolly!" she tilted her head "You don't mind hosting W.D. Gaster in this room for a while, do you?"
-ooooo-
I should have checked the couch for gold before sleeping. His back ached a lot. Syphus rubbed his sides, grimacing, and leaned against the wall, facing the skeleton brothers.
He had just finished explaining some details regarding the expedition into Frisk's SOUL, avoiding everything that was related to Syphus' true role as a piece for witches to control. Papyrus had taken it rather well, nodding and saying 'I SEE!', while Sans listened in silence. Once Syphus was finished, Papyrus made an expression of enlightenment, looking almost comical.
"I'M NOT SURE I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING YOU SAID, BUT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL HELP YOU IN ANY WAY I CAN!"
"there's a flaw in your tale, 'phus" Sans languidly said "if we were inside that kid's SOUL how did i turn it blue?"
"Uh..." That was a good question, and something Syphus hadn't thought about. How was that place supposed to work? "I don't know"
"figures" Sans closed his eye sockets, resting on the armrest of the couch "so will that whole mess with the Shadows happen again or what?"
"It will. I don't know who could be the next one to fall down like Frisk did, but it'll happen again"
"I'LL PREPARE MYSELF FOR THE NEXT TIME!"
"good luck, bro. i ain't the hero type so i'm not going" Sans barely opened an eye socket "i have a lot of work to do. those hot dogs aren't going to sell themselves"
"NYEH HEH HEH! I'LL PRACTICE MY SPECIAL ATTACKS!"
"Papyrus, I'm grateful for your offer and you're cool, but I don't think it'd be a good idea for you to come with me again" Syphus said firmly. Papyrus immediately asked why, and Sans seemed more awake once Syphus said that. "I don't think you should go without a Persona"
"DO YOU MEAN ONE OF THE MAGIC ATTACKS YOU USED?"
"what are those personas, tho?"
"I can't explain what it is. They're like..." Syphus gestured vaguely with his hands "...like manifestations of a person's SOUL, using it to attack and defend. It's something like that"
"I COULD TRY TO OBTAIN ONE!"
"The problem here is that I don't know how you could get one. I could try to find out, but—"
"THEN IT'S SETTLED! THANKS, SYPHUS!" ...tell me I didn't accidentally make Papyrus join my team. It wasn't that Syphus wouldn't be happy about Papyrus being a pal and going with him next time this mess happened again, it was more like Syphus didn't want to promise something he may not even be able to fulfill. Who knew what Papyrus would have to do to obtain a Persona? It could be dangerous, or traumatic, or anything else. Papyrus had more than enough enthusiasm and fortitude to endure anything, but that didn't mean Syphus was willing to let it happen without protesting.
Papyrus has declared his intention to join you on your task.
The Papyrus Social Link has reached Rank 2!
Your power to create Personas of the Sun Arcana has grown!
While Papyrus excitedly talked about being of help and Syphus tried to get him to listen for a second, Sans took out a large bag, filled to the brim with objects. "'phus, take this" he said, passing the bag without effort
"What's this?" Syphus took the bag and immediately fell to the floor with it. Damn it, what's this filled with?! Syphus looked inside, finding stones and other materials. "Did you give me a bag of leather, Sans?"
"kinda" Sans shrugged "this stuff came from the Shadows when they died. see if it's of use to you"
"Why would any of this be of use to me?" Syphus stuck his hand inside the bag, his hand covered with powder that felt like talc "I guess I could try throwing this at a Shadow's eyes but—"
"do whatever you want, bud" Syphus opened the bag further, taking out everything. A large board of armor he recognized from the Musha, glass and iron from Shadow Frisk, pieces of hide and long strings, and more of that talc covering everything.
"Thanks, Sans...I guess" He didn't really see any use to these objects, but he wasn't going to protest. There was a smaller bag inside, filled with other items. "What's this?"
"eh, i experimented on some of the stuff i picked up and made all that. enjoy." A bit curious as to what things Sans could have made with those materials, Syphus looked inside the smaller bag. A coin, a mask that looked like the Shadows' masks, a piece of paper, a sphere of glass with something weird inside, even a small statue of Sans – depressingly represented as a lump with the word 'sans' engraved on it. Syphus turned the statue around in his hands, unimpressed.
"How did you even make all this stuff?"
"MY BROTHER HAS MANY MACHINES AND SCIENCE THINGAMAJIGS IN THE BASEMENT! HE MUST HAVE USED EVERYTHING HE HAD" Papyrus took the coin "HOW DID YOU MAKE THIS STUFF, SANS?"
"the usual, bro. it's science"
"THAT EXPLAINED ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!"
"it's no big deal, paps" Sans said without enthusiasm, not even looking at Papyrus. The taller skeleton put the coin back in the bag, a bit subdued.
"...FINE..."
Syphus frowned. "Are you okay, Papyrus?"
"OF COURSE I'M OKAY! DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME!" he quickly started sounding like usual, as if nothing had happened, while Sans seemingly didn't notice Papyrus' momentary dispirited reply. If he did notice he did absolutely nothing about it.
"Alright..." Syphus put everything back in the large bag and put it over his shoulder like a sack, accidentally hitting his back. Agh! That's going to leave a mark "I'll get going. Papyrus, you should think very, very carefully if you want to join me. It's not going to be fun times or anything as heroic as you think it'll be.
You'd be in mortal danger. You wouldn't be able to say anything to anyone. Other than those we help; no one would ever find out about what we do. Are you sure you want to be part of this?"
Papyrus didn't even hesitate. "I'M POSITIVELY SURE I WANT TO HELP! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL BE A VALUABLE TEAMMATE!" Syphus sighed at that response, managing to clip the firefly brooch to his clothes with his free hand, activating it. It had been nice to show himself as a human for a while, but the disguise was needed once again.
"Okay, but...please think about it"
"WAIT! SYPHUS, WAIT!" Papyrus crossed the place in two, three steps when Syphus opened the door to leave "DO YOU HAVE A PLACE TO LIVE?"
"what?" Sans straightened up a bit, his grin tensing a tad "paps, what're you thinking?"
"HE'S A—" Papyrus lowered his voice since the door was open "—HUMAN—" he raised his voice again "SO PERHAPS HE DOESN'T HAVE A PLACE TO STAY? HE COULD SLEEP ON OUR COUCH, SANS"
"bro, i'm not sure this is a good idea"
Syphus smiled, touched "Thanks, but I have a place already" The less said about the village, the better. It wasn't that Syphus didn't trust Papyrus – he trusted him implicitly to not to reveal things like that Syphus was human – it was more that Papyrus didn't need to know, in Syphus' opinion. After saying farewell again to the skeletons Syphus left in direction to Waterfall. Now that Syphus was gone, Papyrus focused his attention on Sans, who had 'conveniently' fallen asleep.
"SANS" There was no response "SANS!" Sans opened his eye sockets sleepily.
"hm?"
"...YOU DON'T LIKE HIM" Papyrus had already suspected that since the day they met Syphus for the first time, but now he thought it'd be good to confront Sans about the topic. Sans shrugged, looking aside.
"we know nothing about that guy. you know me, paps, i don't want to trust him before knowing him first"
"I SEE. THAT'S FINE, BUT I HAVE A GOOD FEELING ABOUT HIM, SANS! HE'S A GOOD PERSON" Sans winced for a moment. Papyrus' beliefs about everyone's inherent goodness could bring trouble, in his opinion.
"you're misinterpreting me, bro. if he stayed on the couch where'd you sleep?" Since Syphus was meddling with the timeline and it was likely the events wouldn't be the same than in any other timeline, Sans was considering asking Frisk to not to continue yet. The child would need a place to stay, wouldn't they? Papyrus was about to answer to that, but he realized what Sans was insinuating.
"OH! FRISK IS GOING TO STAY! YOU'RE RIGHT, I'LL NEED THE COUCH"
"see? told ya" Sans stuck his hands in his pockets "it's time for work. see you later, paps"
"YES! CONTINUE CULTIVATING A GOOD WORK ETHIC! WELL DONE, BROTHER" Sans nodded in acknowledgement and warped away, although he didn't go to one of the many sentry stations/hot dog stands he manned. Before that he wanted to check on the machine again, see if anything had changed. Sans expertly appeared right in front of the screen, not having to move not even an inch to be able to see the screen clearly.
There were no changes – changes he could distinguish, that is. The timeline itself was as erratic and unstable as before. Now that he knew a bit more what may be causing such distortions he supposed the whole thing with the brooch, the Shadows and the Personas was what made everything so fragile, but he had no way to prove it. Scientists couldn't rely on hypothesis just like that, they needed a way to prove a hypothesis, and although Sans wasn't seriously dedicated to science anymore, he still liked to think he still had a bit of a scientist's mind. "what's your goal, syphus..." Sans murmured, approaching his work table.
On it there were still some of the crystals and stones he had gathered during the expedition to the mountain Syphus had said was Frisk's SOUL, - something he didn't believe yet – having spent most of the night analyzing the materials out of curiosity. All the materials looked normal, but Sans had found out everything had strange properties he wasn't sure how to interpret yet. In an attempt to find out more, Sans had used the materials to create simple objects, the same ones Syphus had taken with him. If there was anyone who could discover if those materials had some sort of strange effect it'd be Syphus, Sans supposed, and he believed that person would tell him any remarkable effects as soon as they happened.
There was something a tad concerning, though: the glass he had picked up from the remains of Shadow Frisk had showed a lot of magical potential, waiting to be tapped into. He hadn't dared to try to do anything with that glass, just in case he screwed up and caused something bad to happen. His "laboratory" didn't have any sophisticated machines or utensils beyond the one in the corner, he had no way to analyze the glass any further.
"i'll think of something" Sans decided, taking most of the stones and crystals on his work table to take it all with him to one of the sentry stations and keep fiddling with it. He felt there was something to find out about the materials, and he kind of wanted to see what he could do with all that. The scope of what was going on with the timeline – coupled with Syphus' sudden appearance and the strange blurb that had appeared when he CHECKed Syphus – seemed to be very large, and Sans, despite his general lack of enthusiasm, was starting to feel a small spark of curiosity, if only to know how screwed everyone was this time.
He just hoped Papyrus wouldn't suffer much when things almost inevitably take a turn for the worse.
-ooooo-
It'd be a lie to say he wasn't feeling nervous about going back to the Hidden Village after being away for more than 24 hours, but it wasn't like he couldn't not return there. Syphus exhaled, looking from side to side of the tunnel, and having checked there was no one nearby he deactivated the brooch and descended into the crevice and the path that'd lead to the village, still carrying the bag with the materials Sans had given him.
There was no way the humans didn't notice he hadn't been in the village for a while. He was actually expecting Cohen or someone else to be waiting for him to demand for an explanation, but what could Syphus say? I should have started thinking about this on the way here. Much to his relief, no one received him when he arrived to the outskirts of the village, so he started ascending towards the cabins. He could see a few wooden beams halfway buried into the ground in a spacious area to the side of the village, but other than that there hadn't been any changes during his absence.
"Alright, where the hell have you been?"
Syphus put the bag on the ground and slowly turned around, trying to look apologetic. "Uh, I can explain, Cohen, I—"
"Shut up with your excuses" Cohen scowled "Some of us were already thinking you had been killed and your SOUL taken. Do you have any idea how worried some of us were?"
"I'm sorry—"
"You better be" Cohen crossed his arms, having finished his tirade "Look, I'm not some kind of tyrant, but I'm the guardian of this village. It's my responsibility to watch over everyone. That includes you. I'm not going to lock you down somewhere nor treat you like a kid, so I want to know: do you think you can go outside without being caught by any monster?"
Syphus' hand unconsciously went to the firefly brooch without activating it. "Yeah, I think I can"
"Then fine, you can go outside the village, but I have one condition for you" Cohen stood up a bit straighter, his spine loudly creaking at the effort "I want you to return here during the nights. You must return and sleep here. All we want is to make sure you're okay, that we haven't lost one of our own. Understood?"
...I hope that won't be a problem. Promising that would be easy, but he didn't know if he could guarantee it, but Syphus had the feeling saying 'no' wasn't an option. "Understood?" Cohen repeated, Syphus was taking too long to answer.
"Y-Yeah, I understand" Syphus turned his head to the beams "Will I sleep in your cabin all the time?"
"Only until your cottage is ready. Graham is working hard on that" Cohen extended his hand towards Syphus' bag of items "Gimme that, I'll carry it"
Syphus glanced at the bag for a moment, then looking at Cohen with doubt. "It's pretty heavy, I don't know if you—"
"I may be old, but I'm as strong as a Boss Monster" Cohen boasted, taking the bag without giving Syphus time to protest. He lifted it with ease! Wow... "See? Now let's go. By the way, that was a lie. I'd have said 'as an ox', but what I said sounded more impressive" he admitted with a smirk. Consider me impressed.
You sense genuine concern behind Cohen's assertion of authority.
The Cohen Social Link has reached Rank 2!
Your power to create Personas of the Emperor Arcana has grown!
Syphus followed Cohen with his hands in his pocket, a bit cowed by Cohen's forceful attitude. It was nice to have a guardian who was willing to be tough yet reasonable, but Cohen wasn't exactly a young person, nor looked healthy beyond his strength. How much life left did he have?
Along the way they encountered Ananas, who was now wearing the same type of white robe and the shawl every human in the village except Syphus were wearing. Without the cowboy hat and clothes she liked so much, she looked older than she actually was. Ananas glared at Syphus when he passed by and didn't say a word. "She told me you promised to play with her but didn't come. Did you forget or what?"
"I...I was busy" It was true he had been busy, but in hindsight he should have taken the time to tell Ananas he'd be busy. He even stumbled upon her, it'd have taken only a few minutes!
"You should apologize to her. I haven't ever heard about she asking anyone to play with her. Having that promise broken from the one person she asked to must hurt"
"...if you're trying to guilt-trip me...then it's working" Syphus had a knot in his throat at thinking how much he disappointed Ananas, and promised himself he'd compensate her. Cohen shook his head sternly.
"I wasn't trying to guilt-trip you, but if you feel guilty then that's good! You know you did something wrong. Solve it when you can" he gritted his teeth "At least someone here has the balls to apologize for something"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that ungrateful four-eyes is being an asshole again! Blaming me for anything that happens to him!" Cohen shook his free hand in exasperation "It's true I don't like him leaving the village almost every day, but that doesn't mean I'd go as far as to sabotage him!"
"Sabotage?"
"Someone stole his antlers" the old man said "He can't leave until he makes new ones, but it isn't like there are many branches in here. It'll be a while before he leaves again. I'm sorry for him, but he can't go blaming anyone he doesn't get along! What kind of person does that?"
"You and him don't get along?"
Cohen looked at him with a face that spelled he had no patience for stupidity right now. "Stop parroting everything I say. But yeah, we don't get along. We have been like that since he was a kid. If he has trouble with me watching over everyone then he should say it already!"
Syphus tried to be diplomatic. "You're doing a good job, there's no need to stir up trouble. I'm sure he knows that"
"I don't doubt I have been doing a good job, because if I don't do it who will? Celia is too old. Byssa is selfish and doesn't care about any of us. Graham is a nice kid, but he has no spine, he wouldn't be able to fight anyone, and you..." Cohen looked Syphus from head to toe twice "...I don't know you"
"What about Ananas? She's young, determined and cares a lot about everyone"
Cohen gravely looked at the ground. He didn't say anything for a moment, but then he shook his head emphatically. "No. Too young"
"Just because she's, what, eight years old doesn't mean she can't do a good job. She just needs training"
"You say that because it's not you who'd have to train her" Cohen grumbled "Look, I don't think she'd do a good job. It's up to me to be the guardian, end of story"
"Why? You must have a reason to reject her help, right?"
"Because I say so! Syphus, if I say I'm the only person in this village who is both qualified and willing to guard everyone, then I'm the only person who can do it" Cohen glared at Syphus, but the piece refused to back down, stopping as well to try to look much more assertive than he actually was.
"And I say Ananas has what's needed. Are you not going to give her a chance to prove herself?"
"Not if I get a say!"
"Why? What does she not have that you do?!"
"I...I..." Cohen threw his hands up in exasperation "Stop it. I don't want to talk about it"
"Come on, Cohen, there must be something—"
"I told you I don't want to talk about this. Stop it or so help me you're going to carry this bag of yours the rest of the way" he said as if his cottage wasn't ten meters away, but the message was clear enough. Syphus closed his mouth tightly. Cohen, you're as stubborn as always. In his home timeline, Cohen had been a rather stubborn young man too, having pursued Asriel for quite a while and having been the last human obstacle in the way. His motivations and reasons to be stubborn were different now, but he was as headstrong as back then, if not more.
It was comforting to see that some people didn't change that much, despite growing in a tiny portion of the Underground.
Cohen left the bag to the side of the door and muttered something about going to his sentry spot, leaving Syphus alone without even saying goodbye. Syphus had been about to enter the door when he felt observed. Slowly, he turned around and found Ananas a few feet away.
"...you heard all that, didn't you?" Syphus inquired softly. Ananas' hands moved as if she was going to pull down a hat to cover her face, but when she realized she had none, instead she ran away. "Hey, wait! Annie!" she didn't come back. Syphus frowned but entered the cottage, deciding to talk to her later. He still had to go to the Velvet Room, after all.
-ooooo-
Alphys looked again at the recording of the cameras, unsure of how to feel. That was a human! A real, true human! Here in the Underground! And...they looked nothing like the humans from her animes. She knew there was no way they'd look like the anime characters, but that didn't stop her from harboring a faint hope they would. Said hope got dashed once she saw them for the first time.
There were no big eyes, nor hairstyles that were both striking and stylish. The human she was seeing was just a child, homely and with a blue and pink sweater. Still, what mattered wasn't the human's appearance, what mattered is that there was a human in the Underground! So now what? What should she do?
The recording of the cameras showed the human had gone to Waterfall but later they had appeared in Snowdin. Sans had been interacting with the human, that explained how they got all the way to that town. "I still have t-time!" She had no idea what the human wanted to do, but surely they'd want to leave the Underground, and for that they'd need to go to New Home...and also kill Asgore. That was something she definitely wanted to stop. How to discourage them, though? How to convince them to stop trying to leave a place that'd surely want them dead?
The only thing Alphys had clear right now was that telling Undyne may...it may not be the best idea. Her claws shook, the thought of having to hide something from Undyne made her feel horrible. "I-I can't...I shouldn't hide anything from her...she'd find out sooner or later..." but she knew very well that if Undyne found out about the human she'd immediately try to find them and take their SOUL. The human hadn't even done anything wrong! The video feed was proof. All the interactions, the FIGHTs ending without anyone dying, all that was proof.
No, Alphys was sure she had to keep it hidden from Undyne no matter how much she hated to do that. She also couldn't just sit back and do nothing. So instead... "Wait! I got it!" Alphys started pacing around frantically, many ideas forming in her head. Yeah, that may work! It was all matter of convincing the human to stay in the Underground, and for that, the human would need a friend, someone they could trust. How to get the human to trust her? Wait, wait, what if-? Yeah! Maybe that'd work!
She'd need to prepare a few things, polish up all the plans...it shouldn't be too difficult. Quickly thinking of scenarios and dramatic things to say, she went to her work table on this part of her laboratory over the surface of Hotland, looking for what she'd need. Alphys had been about to take a cellphone and start working on it when she remembered something she had to do: put back the camera she repaired. It was right there to the side, cleaned and prepared to be connected back to the network. "I'll have to ask Undyne to help me with that..." she mumbled, taking her phone. After a few minutes of fretting and putting away the phone – several times, in fact – she finally was ready to make a few calls.
SOCIAL LINKS:
Fool - Frisk - RANK 4
Magician - ? - RANK 0
Priestess - ? - RANK 0
Empress - Toriel - RANK 2
Emperor - Cohen - RANK 2
Hierophant - ? - RANK 0
Lovers - ? - RANK 0
Chariot - Ananas - RANK 2
Justice - ? - RANK 0
Hermit - ? - RANK 0
Fortune - ? - RANK 0
Strength - ? - RANK 0
Hanged Man - ? - RANK 0
Death - Cornio - RANK 1
Temperance - ? - RANK 0
Devil - ? - RANK 0
Tower - ? - RANK 0
Star - Lucia - RANK 1
Moon - ? - RANK 0
Sun - Papyrus - RANK 2
Judgment - ? - RANK 0
Aeon - Syphus - RANK 1
Jester - Alphonse - RANK 1