IT SEEMED LIKE A VIE FOR THE ABSURD AND MACABE ( were one to consider dying any grim / and that he did not! the words simply sounded better in his head. difficult to find the occurrence mortifying when it was as monumental as drinking wine down here ). Slanted eyes lackadaisically study the scrolls in front of him, humored disbelief pouring out at the cause of passing to the point he feels compelled to to try to smudge the wacky little letters.
His thumb comes off clean.
❛ Death by chicken ! How did you manage that ? This one will definitely get them talking down here, and you know how gossipy they are ! ❜ His posture slowly shifts into one fit for for rest, legs leisurely dangling in the air, and voice as sweet as it was ‘pleasantly’ mocking with its laughing undertones. ❛ But, well, don’t get too embarrassed. There’s always a bright side to every life-ruining accident that’ll plague you to the rest of your immortal life ! ( no respite, huh ? ) Take, for example, the fortune you’re making me with those bets on your knack to just die a lot ! ❜
A hand wave. ❛ But have you tried not standing next to anything capable of sentient thought ? I heard it does wonders in keeping people alive ! ❜ But considering his track record, he doubted even that would be the case. Oh well.