Her body goes limp as all her strength leaves her. Her mouth goes slack, not needing to fight for air any longer. Her arms slap against her sides, having failed to fend off Hunk's monster grip. Her limbs dangle like windchimes on a quiet day. Her blood and sex juices mingle on their way down the barrel of her murder weapon, creating a glimmering path down her body and metal shapes

"Oops."

"Quit messing around, we had an execution warrant anyway."

Hunk's subordinate chuckles, sliding his weapon out of Claire's corpse for the last time.

"Ah well, that was fun. Say, I don't suppose they gave any instructions on how to get rid of the body, did they?"

Hunk shakes his head.

"Nope. And it's a long ways back to HQ."

"Some entertainment on the trip home?"

Hunk lugs the pretty cadaver over his shoulder, it's mounds jiggling and it's limbs swinging.

"Better than an in-flight movie."