Your World

Escape Pt 2

Coppers POV

Copper sat with his back against the cage door, the bars uncomfortable against his bones. Despite the harsh situation he was in he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Cobalt was still with him.

Apparently slamming a man's head against a concrete floor can be very very bad for a person, even when they are made of magic as he is. He was apparently in a small coma. Speaking of his little brother, Copper's eyelights bounced up to Cobalt.

He was sitting across from Copper, curled up into a small ball. He honestly thanked the stars that he hadn't gone into any fights yet, but Copper knew it was going to happen soon. His face screwed up slightly, determination flowing through his marrow.

"Cobalt?"

"Y-yeah Copper?"

"Don-" Whatever he was about to say was interrupted by a rush of air. Coppers and Cobalts heads snapped to the left, wondering what had put a stop to their conversation. Not that it was much of one, he thought grimly.

Copper's eyelights widened.

"Gold!" Cobalt shouted from across the cage, stumbling as he shot up and ran towards his surrogate brother. Copper got up a tad more calmly, though excitement made his movements snap.

As soon as he made it out of the cold prison he was quick to take in his surroundings. Gold was getting accosted by Cobalt, while Rust was standing off to the right of the cage, keeping an eye out for their torturers. However, this isn't what interest Copper, no he was more surprised by the extra bitty in their group.

Extending a hand, Copper shifted his weight onto his other foot.

"Don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting...?" He left it open ended, hoping the Brass bitty stranger would fill in the blank. While he was waiting for a response he looked the newcomer up and down. He was tall, even by Brass standards, easily reach Copper's own height. He was thicker than both of the Sans bitties in their party too. Skull was surprisingly clean, not that well taken care of, but the best you can expect from around here. At least it didn't look agitated.

Now that he was done with his assessment Copper finally noticed his lack of an answer. The Brass' smile lay lazily across his face, before a deep voice spoke up.

"He's mute Copper." Copper nodded to acknowledge Gold's statement, but kept his eyes trained on the stranger. The large bitty grabbed Copper's hands, engulfing his phalanges completely.

"Got it. Are we ready to head out?" The question was aimed towards Rust, Copper's voice lowering with the subject. Rust nodded harshly in response, before turning to their motley group.

"Alright, shapen up you bags of laziness!"

"But I'm no-"

"Don't care right now Cobalt." Rust said, making Cobalt huff in anger. "The plan is to follow Brass through the area until we hit the door. Then we make a break for it until Dawn. Once it's Dawn we can properly take in our surroundings and find our way back home, 'til then our main objective is to make it out as far away as possible. Clear?"

Everyone nodded.

"Good. Brass?"

Brass nodded at the semi-command, striding forward, before leaping off the edge of the counter. Rust followed quickly, soon joined by Cobalt. Gold gave a small look to Copper, before jumping off the edge himself.

Satisfied everyone was together Copper brought up the rear, his face set in some sort of grim emotion. By the time Copper caught up to Gold Brass was off again, hiding behind the next object, a table leg.