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[brushoff]

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[a_titanum]

And were you unaware of this possibility when you chose to have your appendix taken from you? Or did you simply not care?

[monsterjohann]

[Johann groans softly, finishing his drink and leaning forward, placing it on the table without dislodging Florian.]

Of fucking course. You're so vain that even your organs want to be pretty.

[brushoff]

Oh, I was unaware of the possibility. I'd have found a different way to score drugs if I knew that would happen.

[a_titanum]

I suppose you'll be careful of where your organs end up here, considering. I can't imagine this place to have any less suffering about, after all.

[monsterjohann]

[He shakes his head.]

No.

Do it again!

How did you defeat it?

[brushoff]

I threw it in a furnace designed for incinerating medical waste. It burned the creature alive, reducing it to ash.

[a_titanum]

And did it have anything to say for itself? Perhaps a plea for the superiority of gin or somesuch?

[monsterjohann]

[Johanm wrinkles his nose.]

What did it's voice sound like?

[brushoff]

[ Dorian frowns, thinks things over, then pitches his voice very low, adds a disgusting little wet sounding gurgle to his tone, and groans, ] Beautiful.

[ He coughs a little before in his regular voice, ]

Kind of like that.

[a_titanum]

[ Florian's nose scrunches up in distaste at the whole thing. Ugh. DNW. Gross. No, no, no. It reminds him too much of the kind of horrendous abominations he'd see from the shore in Elendhaven. ]

Did it kill very many people before you killed it?