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[judgementor]

"Leave a message. If it's important, I'll get back to you."

*beep*

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[battlebound]

Then we leave them on their doorstep. ( Steak shrugs. they shouldn't have to kill people because the Coven refuses to pull their finger out. ) We make sure they won't be ignored.

( what else can they do? it isn't their job to enforce the law, and Steak doesn't intend on taking it into his own hands because the Coven won't. )

[judgementor]

Hmn. There's an idea I can get behind.

[Well, apart from the one he 'accidentally' slit the throat of. He looks down at that corpse, his expression set into something that is undeniably utter distaste.]

And that one?

[Look, he can carry his own mess and dump it somewhere else, but he'd prefer to get away from the smell of blood if he's completely honest.]

[battlebound]

( ugh. that's not exactly something he wants to deal with either. but it has to be done, so... )

I'll bury it.

( even on Tierra, Red Wine would hate that job, but here his fears have taken shape, and even Steak knows better than to push. )

Can you handle them alone?

[judgementor]

[Red Wine blinks, surprise showing clearly on his face for a moment.]

I-- yes. I'm sure.

[He keeps a firm hand knotted into the back of the collar of the one he tied up and marches them forwards to bring the other to heel as well.]

I can handle them. ... Thank you.

[battlebound]

( is it really that surprising, Steak wonders, as he hauls the corpse onto his shoulder. he'll need a shovel, but if it comes down to it, there's always the option of blasting open the earth with magic. it sure seems willing to explode out of him recently. )

Get going!

( hmph. he doesn't need to be thanked. he's never needed to be thanked. this just needs to be done. )