#dementedlittlekitty

[gooddaykevin]

dementedlittlekitty started following you. “Oh! Are you my new intern?”

[lecreateurcasse]

"Hey, are you ok?"

David didn’t know how long he had been in those woods. Those woods with the words that had sunk into his body and kept him tightly there, not even noticing how his body had warped beyond recognition. Vines wrapped around his body, green sap pouring out of wounds as he stumbled out, looking extremely drugged and unsteady until he looked over at the cat-like creature that had spoken and caught his attention.

Food. Perhaps that would work as food. He could eat it and support his plants until he could find a steady water source and put down his roots again.

[sadphonics]

ILY

[empirexshadow]

dementedlittlekitty replied to your photo “Finally here goes a first proper Follow Forever on this blog. First of...”

((Aww your so sweet))

//You're welcome :-) Xerra will come to like this unusual cat, methinks...

[empirexshadow]

empirexshadow:

"I wouldn't lick that if I were you", Xerra addressed a furry animal in a slurry voice as if the other party could understand her. She put away the empty bottle into trash. "Someone else will poison themselves", she shrugged preparing to rest among the bins and bags. She didn't care. //a starter as promised.

dementedlittlekitty:

"Whats this person talking about?" She thought as she followed behind her at a safe distance.

Strangely the cat was still following her but Xerra didn't mind. "If you're alright with this pile of trash, then welcome", she mock-gestured with one of her hands, slurring the words before settling herself on one of the rubbish bags.

[shyscientist]

♟:Patching up a wound

Carlos swayed as he quickly rushed through the streets, desperately clutching his shoulder.

Another lab accident.

Of course he was used to this sort of thing happening, but this seemed to be a particularly traumatic wound, leaving his right arm unusable from the shock. Normally he would patch it up himself, or get one of his team to help him, but they were gone for the day; and with only the use of one arm and blood quickly seeping through his lab coat, he needed to find someone who could aid him.

He rushed along, coming up to the first house that seemed relatively safe and banged on the front door. “Excuse me,” he called out hoping anyone inside would hear him. “I’ve been injured and I require assistance, can someone please help me?”