"Easy. Quick. Sad deaths. Deserve attention. Appreciation." And then he giggles, bouncing ahead for a couple steps. Okay maybe the snow is more fun than he thought at first. It flutters around him every time he makes an impact like butterflies and dust.
"Taste like sweetness and slick. Monsters make them taste like trappings of mortality too, but can miss those parts. Easy to see."
If it takes long enough to get to the building he'll even flop down and make a snow angel before then. IT'S LIKE HE HAS WINGS.
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6/12/13 12:54 (UTC)"Taste like sweetness and slick. Monsters make them taste like trappings of mortality too, but can miss those parts. Easy to see."
If it takes long enough to get to the building he'll even flop down and make a snow angel before then. IT'S LIKE HE HAS WINGS.