You walk into the new cafe in town, with its hardwood floors, orchid bedecked tables, baby grand piano and cozy seating areas with big soft couches. In the middle of it all is a large round bar where the aromas of coffee, cinnamon and chocolate emanate from.
The beautiful barista turns to you and it's none other than Dark_Oracle. Love_Child walks the floor chatting with each table. And from the kitchen you can hear the chef clamoring to come out and socialize.
"Stay in the kitchen, Shodow!" both women yell before going back to their guests.
*walks over to rack and sits down across from him. Props feet up on table. Slowly and carefully unclips his holster and places his hand on his DL-44 ,and with his other hand drinks his cocoa coffee with wip cream and syrup in it.* Yeah rack I'm not to polite on murder either. Especially the U.I.D. So why don't you put the leg down and come with me or you can tell me where the body came from pack rat! *Slides blaster out and aims under table at rack* We don't want to make a mess would we? No pun intended.
Killed the person or not? desecration or obstruction of the body? Hurt ME? LOL what if it's what the personn wanted? hmmmm?
*rips all the flesh off the bone, crushes it and scrapes out the bone marrow. put bone marrow in flesh and rolls up*
ya'll want the bone or not" I just use it to clean out my teeth.