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i-darkstar-x answered:
He turned the bottle upside down, and looked at her. “Your wings are quite pretty, you know.”
Let me go!!! ((I think a pinky would fit in her pussy >:3))
(( I think so too. He doesn’t have any fingers though. He does have a pen though. ))
He ignored her, and growled softly. “It would be a shame if they were to suddenly… disappear~”
*holds them* grrrrrrrr
“Clean up your attitude missy, or else you may end up walking for a while.
dont you dare toutch my wings!!
“Or what?” He asked, brining the jar closer. “You’ll scream some more?”
*growns again bearing her razer shark teath that can eazly byte your finger off*
“Now how are you going to do anything with you in there and me out here?” He asked, smirking at her,
*byts the lid againf dameging it more and if she dose it to mutch is wwill break*
He shook the jar in a circle. “Cut it out!” He commanded.
*gets knocked out again* ((dy the way she is as big as a fist))
(( OK. ^^ )) He sighed, and smiled. A few minutes in the fridge before your ‘operation’ will do you good~“ he purred, grinning widely.
* *laying on thje botem of the jar*
He took her back to the fridge, and placed the jar in the back.
*no movemend* ((use her as a lad rat :3))
(( I like how you think. ^^ He’ll need to teach her obedience first. ))
He shut the fridge, and watched a movie about an hour and a half long.
((that will be very hard o and check this http://thefireboundmage.tumblr.com/tagged/labrat)) zzzzzzzzz
(( I love her art so much. XD ))
When he was done, he went back to the fridge, and took the jar out, checking to make sure she would stay asleep.
*the cold jar would keep her asleep for 5 more hours*
He smiled, and quickly opened it, reaching down and lifting her out. He pulled out a pair of scissors from a knife rack, and put the sharp slicing blades around her wings. (Which I can only assume are like breeze wings.
((ccchheck her reff)) she growns as you do so*
(( What’s her name? All the refs are listed by name. ))
He grinned, and close the scissors, snipping through the membrane like butter.
(( goncalo alves)) *has a plainly expression*
(( Ah, OK. ^^ ))
He chuckled, and swept the cut wings into the sink, then carefully placed her back in her jar, sealed the lid, which was a new one, made of solid steel and not tin like the previous one, and placed the jar back in the fridge, just so residual pain would subside.
