-Blood warning-

      Manibus finished up the last slice and sighed wiping his sweat slicked forehead clean with his butcher jacket. "All done?" Newton asked in a oh-to cheery tone, causing manibus' heart to let out an angry thump, of course Newton wouldn't know that though. He never seemed to take any hints at all in Manibus' mind.
      Manibus grunted standing up, the taller bigger man seemed to stand there staring down at his handy work before finally responding to N's question "almost." The words left his lips before he could finish his thought, "we just got to dispose of this sluts mess and we can move on our way." He mumbled taking hold of the mop Newton was holding.
      "How long do you think it took for this slut to realize she was gonna die?" Newton asked
"No clue."
Manibus responded starting to mop up the clearer liquid spread across the floor.
"Do you think she prayed when you went through the first round on her?"
"No idea."
Manibus continued his labor, surveying the floor and edging away any spare limbs. He 'would' clean up the blood that stained every thing in the small alley way but that would take to much time, and as always, time was a very valuable thing to both of the gentle men. Even though with newtons constant small talk, it didn't seem like it.
"Hm, we going to visit any other whores tonight?" Newton let the small question slip out jumping slightly as Manibus looked up at him from across the alley.
"No." he grunted, obviously showing that he didn't want to partake in the topic anymore. Newton rubbed his hands together trying to show off his discomfort in the coldness, letting a small spike of coldness shiver down his spine. He let out a small awkward laugh his eyes darting to one of the alley walls as he spoke "honestly, the cops will probably have to uncover her from two feet of snow if the weather keeps acting up this way." He joked lightly trying to make light of the situation. 'God when does he stop' Manibus would think about annoyed as I washed off his surgical knives, placing them back in their spots. "Are we picking up Marty or not?" Manibus grumbled standing up with his suit case of tools.
      Newton shiver again in angst coughing into his glove covered hands "yeah man! Of course come on, if you're already done let's go..." he says pulling out his car keys.
"Great." Manibus said his boots crunching into the snow as he passed Newton taking the car keys and headed into the vehicle.
'Something crawled up his ass...' Newton thought to himself annoyed as he climbed into the passenger seat of 'his OWN' vehicle.