Closed starter for @bestial-bones
Ivan would slowly get up, brushing the snow off of himself for a few moments. He actually made it. He really wasn’t expecting it to work, but at the same time he always seemed to have a knack for figuring out the results of magic. Well, in the very least it got him here, now he just needed to find Sans... and hopefully get a ride back.
The side effects of his first time going through with this would rear their head, hitting him like a truck. To slightly understate it, his lunch was lost at this moment.
He wasn’t shaking this sick feeling off anytime soon. And to boot he had a splitting headache and standing was a little bit of an issue for the moment. The most brutal part of these symptoms would leave him after probably 10 minutes. He was feeling good enough to walk at least.
For various reasons, Ivan would find himself completely avoiding any and all monsters that were not Sans. He really couldn’t risk any monster figuring out he had a soul at this moment in time. It would simply be too dangerous with traveling here having gone this poorly. He might have gotten here, but he probably couldn’t run from anything if it started.
Once the time that had elapsed had reached about an hour, Ivan would finally have found his way to what he thought was San’s place. He had certainly seen it before, but he just wasn’t sure with it having been over a year since last time. He was quite cold at this point, and he had figured out he couldn’t use magic a fair bit ago as well.
He hoped he was remembering right...
*KNOCK KNOCK*