[They're not sure...how to just - well, no. That's a lie. They know how to start an encounter, they just never do. Frisk's mouth tightens at the nickname - really, Chara? Though they can't even really be surprised - but they respond regardless.
And anyway, it's an excuse not to FIGHT just yet. They'll take it.]
All they had was the Stick. They just kind of...swiped the air? And it made marks, kinda like how the Knife does. Like a red kind of...echo of itself. Except it was solid, like a bullet, and when it hit the Mirror it - well, it looked like it hurt them a lot.
[So they've got the potential for a spell, maybe? A potential for magic if they know how to use it. The other Chara seemed to just push through it, and maybe that's why it looked so painful. Just went and forced the magic to be through - through sheer force of determination.
That's probably the most Chara thing they can think of, to be honest.]
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And anyway, it's an excuse not to FIGHT just yet. They'll take it.]
All they had was the Stick. They just kind of...swiped the air? And it made marks, kinda like how the Knife does. Like a red kind of...echo of itself. Except it was solid, like a bullet, and when it hit the Mirror it - well, it looked like it hurt them a lot.
[So they've got the potential for a spell, maybe? A potential for magic if they know how to use it. The other Chara seemed to just push through it, and maybe that's why it looked so painful. Just went and forced the magic to be through - through sheer force of determination.
That's probably the most Chara thing they can think of, to be honest.]