Tainted Love

[Murduck]

Oh Christ, what have I gotten myself into..

Wait hang on, what the hell do you mean catch me? What's there to catch? I told you before that this had to happen

[Lissachoa]

Not towards you, I mean to the babe you'll be with, I hate girls. I may be vengful but I can be forgiving.

[Murduck]

Phew. Thank Satan for that.

Yer, ok then. Go ahead and twat them as hard as you can. Uhrm.. yer I remember you mentioning heaps of things that happened during the last two weeks, yer. What was it?

[Lissachoa]

*goes quiet for a moment as I take the phone away from my ear then back on*

I'll tell you later, I got an ass bag trying to rob the pla-

*just then a gun shot goes off int he back*

GAH!.... Hey! That was my leg you...that it!

*phone goes dead*




(( keh keh, going to bed, see you in a few hours ))

[Murduck]

((.. what just happened? ))

..................................

[Lissachoa]

(( stuff ^_^ ))

~* It was about over an hour since he last talked to her, the news reported that a gas station not far from Kong had been robbed, witneses claimed one was injured but after taking down the robber she payed for her things then left without waiting for the parametices*~

*knocks at his door*

hey, Muds, you in there by any chance ?

[Murduck]

*Perks my head up and rushes to the door, opening it quickly, and pulling her in*

You alright? You're hurt aren't you?? What in the fucking hell is wrong with you??! You could have waited for the cops, for the love of Satan, you could have been killed!!

~ He had been in tune with the news for the last hour, in a completely panicked state. He wanted to get to the scene but if he did, it would attract too much attention and wouldn't it be a bit suspicious, seeing a famous playboy fuss over one woman? ~

[Lissachoa]

*limps inside*

oi, chill. I dont have anymore money to afford a hospital visit, besides, I didnt want the milk to go bad.

*sits down and looks over at my leg*

you got a knife or somthing? I'm gonna pull this sucker out.

[Murduck]

*Hands her flick knife* Go nuts. I'll get you some bandages. *walks off to the other room*

[Lissachoa]

thanks...

*pulls one of my arms out of my jacket and bites down on the sleave as I peirce the blade into the wound and starts to dig about for the bullet*

[Murduck]

*Comes back with a roll of bandages, and an ice pack. Sitting down next to her, I snatch the flick knife from her, and lays her down on her back, wrapping the bandages around her leg, applying pressure, and placing the ice pack on her leg*

Ok, new plan. We're going back to the hospital to get this treated, and I'll cover the medical expenses. Keep pressing this up to your wound. *Pulls her hand and places it on the ice pack, holding it on her leg*


(( Pulling out the bullet wound yourself increases damage to the muscles. Forgot about that ))

[Lissachoa]

(( haha, smart ))

*grumbles*

I dont need your money...I've done this before...

*laying my head back I knew he was not gonna let up on the desicion he already has made, no use in arguing with him*

[Murduck]

So have I, so shut your cake hole.

*Lifts her leg up a little to elevate the bleeding area above the level of her heart, holding it up for about a minute before letting it back down, removing the ice pack from her wound, checking it*

Good, I think the bleeding has slowed down *Presses the ice pack on her wound*

[Lissachoa]

*rubs my face, trying to ignore the pain*

look, it's right there, I can probebly get it out with my bare fingers...

[Murduck]

Obviously, you've no bleeding clue what you're doing. You pull it out and you'll make it worse, now just shut it.

*grabs her hand and places it on the ice pack once again, making her hold it. Getting off the couch, I lift her up from the couch, and carry her out of the winne to the Geep. I lay her down at the back seat and hop into the front seat, peering over at her*

You ok back there?