Patching Tony Up - August 24

[femmejosephine]

 Honestly, she loved being an EMT.  It let her use some of the skills Section had taught her but in a way that actually helped people instead of hurting them.  And yeah, she didn't mind the adrenaline rush she got from working to stabilize someone who'd fallen off a building or gotten bit by a vampire or hit by a car.  It was a good use of an adrenaline rush, not a bad one.

She also loved being a restaurant owner, though, and she was working hard to balance the two.  It helped that she had a good new waitress in Debora.  That girl knew how to handle customers, good and bad.  It meant Nikita didn't worry too much about what would happen when she was working a shift at the hospital or recovering from it.

Today was the day after a recovery day, and so she was at the restaurant checking on things and hopefully doing a little paperwork.  She glanced up when the front door opened only to see Tony Stark in front of her looking pitiful and injured.

Oh, this was going to be a good story.  She could tell already.  

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[ahollowman]

Tony tried to give Nikita what amounted to an innocent shrug. He grimaced afterward, having stretched the slash of a wound across his bicep, still sluggishly oozing blood onto his thankfully black tee.

It needed stitches, and he knew he needed medical attention to get them. He knew where he could buy antibiotics without a prescription, but not the skill to stitch his own arm.

He cradled one arm in the other. He sucked in a breath.

"Yeah, hi. Don't mean to show up to bother you at work, but I could really use you for you know? Please?"