Partners in Grime [Day 3, Midnight, Expecting]

[Ikkit the Bastard]

She nods. "Yeah... I'm mainly worried... if it's a body..."

He clucked his tongue.

"We ain't Dusties. But go and find the longest bit o'drift y'can and we can have a peek. Just be mindful that we live with what we find."

[Illiam'iira]

"We ain't Dusties. But go and find the longest bit o'drift y'can and we can have a peek. Just be mindful that we live with what we find."

"...I can do that." Ain't like she hasn't seen dead bodies before... she shakes herself out of the memory to go find a piece of driftwood that'd give him a safe reach.

It takes her a bit, but Illiam does eventually find something, and she scampers back to present it for Ikkit's inspection.

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"...I can do that." Ain't like she hasn't seen dead bodies before... she shakes herself out of the memory to go find a piece of driftwood that'd give him a safe reach.

It takes her a bit, but Illiam does eventually find something, and she scampers back to present it for Ikkit's inspection.

He gave the stick a once-over, then nodded.

"Your call."

Fekt croaked from inside of his pocket.

[Illiam'iira]

"Your call."

Her eyes grow wide at the little croak in his pocket. Illi raises the stick up as she softly asks, "Do you have a frog?" She wants to see the frog. She super duper wants to see the frog.

...but... the pile... "Uhm... hmm."

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"Yep. I have a frog. Or toad. Not sure which."

[Illiam'iira]

"Yep. I have a frog. Or toad. Not sure which."

"Oh... that's very nice!"

It's taking every ounce of Illiam'iira's very miniscule willpower not to ask if she can see them. They're professionals! She can meet Ikkit's friend later!! By the Dark Maiden why must she be so enamored with critters!!!

...shift gears, Illiam. Back to the task at hand, you impulsive little beastie. Illi takes a few steps forward, hesitating a moment to give Ikkit time to move away if he wants before poking the pile. She's ready to jump back the second she needs to.

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Ikkit did indeed grab some distance- and unlimbered his bow.

Just in case.

[Illiam'iira]

After poking the pile and finding it doesn't explode... Illi begins using the long ass branch to disturb the pile, gently pushing things aside to try and see what, if anything, has been buried here.

[Flession]

You begin to slowly sift thru the refuse in front of you with your stick. It's...not a quick process, but you do eventually get in closer and hit something solid in the center of it. Sure enough, as you clear the rest of it, it does appear to what you probably expected it to be. A dead body of a man with his jaw removed, As you continue to pass thru it, it becomes more and more clear. The clothes he was wearing, the scar, and the handiwork of the person.

The body should look familiar to Ikkit and obvious who left it. He'd also knew your patterns as well...

It was thoughtfully wrapped up a large red cloth, tied up around it with a bow in the center with a note attached to it.

[Illiam'iira]

Oh... her shoulders sag a bit. This is horrible. It's not the worst thing she's ever seen, but it still weighs heavy on the heart. Being left like trash.