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Post by Punkablood on Sept 30, 2005 21:18:05 GMT -5
Punka's eyes narrow,"Dirk... I will tell 'ee whole flipping fort about 'Mr. Glovelsworth iff'n you don't help me get outta this mess!"
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Post by Dirk Thornclaw on Sept 30, 2005 21:21:34 GMT -5
Dirk stops grinning. "Ye wouldn't dare. If ye did, I'd have to tell them all about...uh...your extreme gayness. Except they already know about that."
(OOC: Oh! Would you like some ice for that burn?)
"Fine, fine, I'll help you get free." He grabs hold of Punka's arm, and raises it above the oven. "This'll melt it off, simple as that."
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Post by Punkablood on Sept 30, 2005 21:28:10 GMT -5
"Oh yes, because homosexuality was SO common in the middle ages."Punka begins screecing wildly,'You idiot!!! it'll melt and get all in my fur and burn my skin!!!!" She jerks her arm backwards and her hand hits against the cabinets, shattering into pieces,"OWWWWWWW" a huge shard of glass is sticking from her paw ,"...maybe THIS is what those gloves were for..."
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Post by Dirk Thornclaw on Sept 30, 2005 21:32:27 GMT -5
Dirk just laughs at Punka's pain, and at the reference to a time long past. "You better get someone to bandage that wound for you. If you did it you'd end up cutting off your circulation and having your paw fall off from lack of blood."
"Fortunately, both Stryke and I are qualified medical experts. Unfortunately for you, we're the only medical experts around here."
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Post by Punkablood on Sept 30, 2005 21:58:41 GMT -5
Punka whimpers, clutching her paw,"Dirk... pleeeeeases...."
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Post by Dirk Thornclaw on Sept 30, 2005 22:06:13 GMT -5
Dirk sighs and moves over to help. "Can't believe I'm actually doing this for you. Ok, first we have to clean the wound. We do this by stabbing the wound with a heated poker..."
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Post by Punkablood on Sept 30, 2005 22:09:40 GMT -5
She slaps his hand,"DIRK, be serious, this REALLY hurts."
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