[ Hella pops up out of the brush once he gives the okay, relieved when she sees the deer isn't a mangled mess of gore. She could've coped with that too — God knows Ninety-Nine's hulked out on plenty of poor victims that would've been better off killed neatly — but she's happy she doesn't have to. She smiles more like her usual self, casually encouraging. ]
Oh, that was pretty fast. Good!
[ Hopping over, she motions for him to set it down in the clearing, crouching down and producing her knife again. ]
Let's see... I guess the easiest thing to do would be to cut off one of the legs. [ She'll let someone more coordinated deal with the guts and stuff... she's sure she can manage hacking off a leg. ] We can just say we got hungry or whatever, fake a little campfire. And the creek should wash off any evidence...
[ Thinking about it, this isn't that different than any of the other scams or frauds she's had to run her life; it's just more lying and covering up, which comes as second nature to her. It's less a skill and more of a way of life, it seems, considering the ease with which she rambles off what they should do to keep Mark's raw meat feast from becoming public knowledge. ]
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Oh, that was pretty fast. Good!
[ Hopping over, she motions for him to set it down in the clearing, crouching down and producing her knife again. ]
Let's see... I guess the easiest thing to do would be to cut off one of the legs. [ She'll let someone more coordinated deal with the guts and stuff... she's sure she can manage hacking off a leg. ] We can just say we got hungry or whatever, fake a little campfire. And the creek should wash off any evidence...
[ Thinking about it, this isn't that different than any of the other scams or frauds she's had to run her life; it's just more lying and covering up, which comes as second nature to her. It's less a skill and more of a way of life, it seems, considering the ease with which she rambles off what they should do to keep Mark's raw meat feast from becoming public knowledge. ]