What did he have in that interestingly-scented bag?
Or was it him who smelled so good?
Or, well. Not good, but like edible.
People didn't usually smell edible until they were dead. It was kind of how she knew for sure when someone had passed and it was safe to take what she needed. She wondered if she'd ever stop apologising to the bodies as she wrenched organs out for later. What did they need them for, anyway?
She didn't snap back to reality and look towards the guy again until he jabbed his finger at her, silent as that one spooky ghost in A Christmas Carol. He even had the ominous point down.
She scoffed, and the pink waves that made up her avatar's hair bounced around her shoulders.
“Hey, we're not talking about me; I asked you first, buddy!” she blustered, juggling her devices into one arm so she could extend a finger of her own, poking it into the stranger's chest. “Kinda weird to skulk around a place with sick people carrying a big old plastic bag, mister.” Deflect, redirect!
Or was it him who smelled so good?
Or, well. Not good, but like edible.
People didn't usually smell edible until they were dead. It was kind of how she knew for sure when someone had passed and it was safe to take what she needed. She wondered if she'd ever stop apologising to the bodies as she wrenched organs out for later. What did they need them for, anyway?
She didn't snap back to reality and look towards the guy again until he jabbed his finger at her, silent as that one spooky ghost in A Christmas Carol. He even had the ominous point down.
She scoffed, and the pink waves that made up her avatar's hair bounced around her shoulders.
“Hey, we're not talking about me; I asked you first, buddy!” she blustered, juggling her devices into one arm so she could extend a finger of her own, poking it into the stranger's chest. “Kinda weird to skulk around a place with sick people carrying a big old plastic bag, mister.” Deflect, redirect!