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It looked like he considered it, and then he grinned. "Sure. A burial right?"
What happened after that happened very quickly. The young man swung the dead body up like a doll and wrenched the head right off from the rest of the body and tossed it to Germaine (not gently either) in a swift motion.
"You're welcome," he piped before continuing on.
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((dskjfsdksdkjsd))
A startled Germaine moved to catch the head in a comfortable way. She stared at the other with disbelief. "You can't do that!"
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Not the corpse, the head. The rest of the corpse is being swung back and forth by him like a pendulum as he sends a string of carefree, almost child-like laughter back.
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((Alright, my bad. Edited.))
"You qualify as candidate for a mental institution," she shot out.
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"No I don't," he said cheerily, still swinging the body around. "Candidates need to be mortal, smartie."
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"I didn't mean it literally," Germaine said and took a deep breath. "There's no point in burial without the body. What do you want for it?"
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"Well, that sounds like my business, doesn't it?" he rebuked. "Yours, friend, seems to be burying the head. Lookie, it takes up less volume and is what's most important by mortal customs too, no?"
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"You're not wrong there, but what do you even need the body for!?"
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"Wants? Needs? Futile. Weird. Mere desires."
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"What do you desire the body for," she rephrased, patience beginning to run low.
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Well, he's not answering. But he's gained quite the distance on her and not looking back.
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((Do you want any specific reaction or anything?))
Maybe she could leave it there and just go do what she said she would. But apparently not.
Germaine once more ran up to the other. "Well?"
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She's really being ignored, huh. Or maybe not, since he's slightly grinning in that unnerving way of his.
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"It's no laughing matter."
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That earned a laugh from him.
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"Really!? Did nobody teach you manners?" Germaine pressed her hands into fists, taking a breath again.
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"That's a rude thing to say, miss," he purred, apparently getting tired of swinging around the body and now holding it like a doll as he kept going.
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"I know very well that's not polite!"
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"Oh, but aren't dumb people the ones who either don't know things or do things even though they know it's not so-and-so?" He stopped briefly to exclaim gleefully, "So you're dumb!"
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"By that logic, it would be so," she replied with a barely audible huff.
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"Aww, don't feel too bad!" he said. "Most mortals I meet are all--hmm, maybe it's all of them? You lot are so hypocritical!--but anyways yeah, most of you are dumb!"
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She hadn't felt bad, or even stupid. Strange, it was more like a weight of annoyance she thought shouldn't be there.
Germaine didn't have an answer for that.
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That's the point.
He has now switched to lugging the body like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder as the neighborhood starts to faintly disappear from view and they seemingly enter into another section of the city.
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Germaine noticed. She almost lagged her pace a little.
"Where are you heading?"
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"Where could I be heading," he echoed vaguely, mockingly.
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((y'know I'm surprised this thread has lasted this long lol))
"The normal thing would be to reply to the question."
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"Wow, replying to the question, huh," came the mocking answer again.
(Normally someone'd try to punch him already lol)
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((Not far from that, tbh...))
"Yes, indeed," she shot back. "I'm waiting."
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"Be my guest, wait however long you'd like," he tossed back.
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"That's not--" Germaine stopped her phrase and actually tried harder to grab his shoulder to stop him now.