Ouchies

-VD: I smell blood. Who's bleeding?-
-VD2: Yeah, I smell it too.-
-VM: Doesn't look like anyone here.-
Hey boys.
-VD: *horrified* FLAMING! Christ, what happened to you?!-
I took a tumble off the bike. I sped up too fast, lost control, fell off, and smacked my chin. The thing's been split open. Don't worry, it's not bleeding bad.
-VJ: Christ, your hands are all scraped up too.-
I'll be fine, don't worry. Not like I haven't cut my fingers before. And I have my healing forces.
-All: Huh?-
BTTF: TAS tomorrow, and the thought of Doc in an X-Man outfit. *drool*
-VD: Flaming, don't do that. You don't want to loosen your bandages.-