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between the heightened groans an ugly, crackling laugh trickled from his panting jaws. he watched the female, disgusted and rightly so, haughtily stomp off like a child denied of the last chicken nugget. he enjoyed her departure, if only because he got to witness her spectacularly lanky form retreat.

in a few short strides her form was gone, and iliksis was left alone -- unless one counted the skull beneath him. he would toil over the thing until he was spent, and then he'd go do other gross, iliksis-y things.