<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"I'd better lay out the groundsheet too. The potion will stop me spraying all over the place, at least it did when Ptricia filleted me last time, but I may drip, and the cleaning service gets annoyed at blood in the laminate flooring. Health and safety or something." She suited actions to words, removing her rug, and replacing it with a groundsheet.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu watched as she replaced the flooring. "Good idea. Though usually, I cut quite precisely. Still, blood on the walls could be a problem.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>She came back after a moment with a potion, which she gulped down. Then she shrugged off her cut-offs and t-shirt, tossing them to the corner, followed by slipping out of her bra and panties. She posed, looking right at him with a half lidded expression. <br/><br/>"Is your mouth watering yet? Okay, katana. And yeah, save my head, as long as you eat it up before I reform. Uh... I already did the giving good head joke, haven't I?" She sighed.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The wolfeasel drew the katana from its sheath which appeared from his shadow. "Well, my nose is about to explode blood itself but otherwise I'm fine." He ran his fingers along the edge of the red blade. "Oh, and about the head joke.." With speed that could easily outrace lightning, he targeted his shoulder section with a glint of his red eyes before slicing at it. The instrument cut through the bone, tissue, and other flesh as though it were water. The arm flew off as a stream of red vital fluid gushed out of the clean cut wound. Reizu grabbed the arm in his mouth and chewed. "You did say the joke already. But are you OK, Babs?"<br/><br/>OOC: Hope I didn't go too far. X3