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< @n-galmurrr approached. >

"Come with me, I'll give you corpses to eat." (No regretti)

" ya will?? " oh, the beast was immediatelly intrigued. not that he ever struggled to hunt, but what sane person said no to free food? as he perked up, he quickly closed the gap between the two, a certain pep to his step. " i'm listenin'. but they gotta be fresh. else i'mma be out fer yer ass next if ya deceived me. "

❛ Why is the rum gone? ❜ || @n-galmurrr​​

“’cause it’s been drunk. By me. Repeatedly.” There’s a very noticeable way in which he’s practically draped himself to hang off the seat of the chair and also holds up the bottle. Yep, large bottle, yep all gone. Either that was going to be a very impressive display or someone was going to have to call about alcohol poisoning.

"I will definitely keep that in mind.” Kharon barely gets out, while fighting off a full on belly laugh that erupts from him. Unable to really control it, it’s not meant to be cruel or mean it was simply not expecting to hear that and the very idea of it literally happening was very amusing to the old man.

And yes: it is rotating as well

Ah. It rotated.

   Politely, he accepted it from the Bruxsa, and decided to eat it. 

   Not in her morgue, no. On her roof actually.

The slabs had tenants, Shadow could smell solvents from his seat.