09-18-2018, 08:52 AM
The hound was rather pleased to witness the presence of Aya. Though technically his boss, he had a sense of respect for her that was comparable to a level of friendship, or a very strong acquaintanceship. Friends don’t hide stuff from each other, so perhaps he could nab some truths from her after the delivery was complete.
"If ya are still doin’ that thing, with tha body parts," he’d begin with a trace of uncertainty, ”I went out and gotcha the usual.” Lowering his noggin so the leather attaché he bore slid off his neck onto the ground, he’d open the case with care to reveal its contents. Along with a razor and his trusty amputation blade, in it lay the items aforementioned listed, with the fluffy leg of Romanempire a holy grail in the situation. If Aya saw it as that, that is.
”Went t’rough a lotta trouble ta get that, he was a fighter,” Leroy muttered, referring to the leg. ”but whaddya think? This enough?”
"If ya are still doin’ that thing, with tha body parts," he’d begin with a trace of uncertainty, ”I went out and gotcha the usual.” Lowering his noggin so the leather attaché he bore slid off his neck onto the ground, he’d open the case with care to reveal its contents. Along with a razor and his trusty amputation blade, in it lay the items aforementioned listed, with the fluffy leg of Romanempire a holy grail in the situation. If Aya saw it as that, that is.
”Went t’rough a lotta trouble ta get that, he was a fighter,” Leroy muttered, referring to the leg. ”but whaddya think? This enough?”