Galaxian doesn't even need to see the blood; due to overpowered life domain related abilities, he can just hightail it to any place with murder with convenience. So the short, young-looking and, quite frankly, annoyed-looking deity is just gonna...hightail it to the place with murder, how convenient.

Galaxian smiles. "I am the authorities," he says, and while it sounds like a joke, it...isn't, yeah, no it isn't.
"Deity of death?" he goes on to guess. "Hi."

(Okay so me posting is kinda counterintuitive lol but it's probably better to wait a bit for others to respond too, I don't wanna dominate this thread xD)

"Geez, where are you guys coming from!" He exclaimed, jumping back "Ah it's too be expected, I made such a mess... ah well, if you two don't mind, I'll be on my way now- fudge." He cursed under his breath as he realized his footprints left a trail of blood so there's no way he can just walk out of Legoland without arousing more attention to the situation at hand. He considered his options before coming to terms with the fact that the best solution to a situation like this was "...can one of you guys um... wish me out of here? I kinda can't leave on my own with the whole..." He gestured at his footprints "...trail of blood situation."
He hates asking for help but there really wasn't a better way. Curse you bloody scythe for being so hard to handle.

"I think I'd like an explanation, since you said there was a reason for this." He stared up at Marsh's face. "See... it's not really pleasant to find a recently dead person. Okay? Please?"

"Uhhh so this dude... I murdered him because someone.. wanted me.. to? Idk the details but apparently one of the ghosts had some like really big grudge against whoever this guy is and refuses to move on until I killed him so yeah..." He explained "I'm just doing my job y'know. And now that my job is done, I'd like to leave. Once again, as the life god said, I'm also a deity so there's no point not letting me go...oh wait gimme a sec" Marsh seemed to be focused on something invisible hovering right above the victims body, his ghost.
"last wishes? Regrets? anything? c'mon don't just stand there, I'm running on a tight schedule y'know." He hissed at the spirit. "aye dont get mad at me, go fight the dude who asked me to kill you." "Ice cream? Really? You died and your last wish to eat flipping ice cream again??" "Istg, fine. Fine there happy?" "Good now leave, shoo I have like ten other ghosts I still need to take care of."
Marsh sighs, "Why did I even decide to do this in the first place." He mumbled before clearing his throat "Anyways, either one of you wishes me out of here or I walk out of here, blood trail and all, because I really can't afford to stay."

"So... you're an assassin deity at the service of ghosts?"

"Maybe you can clean up the blood mess first. I could help if you want," he offered.

"Yeah. Cleaning that up is probably a good idea."

"yeah under normal circumstances, which can't be depended on. I'd rather not risk it." Marsh replies, "...one of you guys just wish all this blood away, I think that's the easiest way to get rid of it."

"I mean yeah, I'm not just simply a deity of death you know. Wishes are part of my job too."

Marsh sighed "fine." He grabbed the cleaning supplies and started... cleaning I suppose. How hasn't any like security guards figured out what had happened yet??? How weren't the police here yet?????? You know what, I'm not gonna question it. 

(Marsh definitely questions it)

It's 'cause those narrating duties go to your narrator, Marsh...uh, Marsh.
Galaxian, because he knows how to communicate emotions in a mature, sophisticated way, just pokes out his "tongue" at the...nth magic god.

"Who are you??? And where are all of these deities coming from?" Marsh asked, almost done cleaning up the floor. That's when a security guard walks in on them and screams when seeing a decapitated head as one normally would. Instinctually Marsh swung the mop at her knocking the security guard out. He curses under his breath "Today is not my day." he mumbles "I feel like the rest of the security will be here soon and I really don't feel like getting arrested today so um..." Marsh drops the mop and starts backing away "imma just... go"

Time shrugs, "Deities sometimes gather around. It's a weird phenomenon." Time said, "I wouldn't worry too much about getting arrested. You're a deity. Deities are above the law in most places, though, I guess that's on the deity's perspective."

"However, you are a death god, correct?" Time narrowed his eyes at Marsh, then at the decapitated head, then back at Marsh, "I'd like to pick your brain. I don't think I've really talked to any death gods. Time and death are commonly associated with each other, after all." That last comment was to insinuate to Marsh he was a time god, and to also establish a bit of connection.

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Galaxian almost laughs at Time's attempt, but he doesn't seem to really pursue Marsh. Instead he picks up the mop in an upside-down fashion and looks like he's almost sniffing it. He crinkles his "nose" slightly as he sets the mop back into the bucket and then de-summons all the cleaning supplies.
"To be honest, he wasn't even careful enough. Look at that, that can easily be discovered," he mutters to himself, laughing all the while and nudging at something unseen on the ground with his "foot." "Ah well, I didn't say I'd help make sure everything would be all neat and tidy." He looks back up to watch Marsh go.