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femmejosephine) wrote2017-08-25 10:57 pm
femmejosephine) wrote2017-08-25 10:57 pm
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Patching Tony Up - August 24
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.
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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For a second it looked like his banging fist was going to take a stack of tax paperwork over, but it didn't. It probably would have actually improved the organization of the paperwork if it'd gone off the desk.
One more stitch, just to be on the safe side, and she quickly stitched, knotted, and cut.
"Had a friend once who was big into socialism and being a hippie. And he liked gadgets too. It'd be fun to put you two into a room and see if you save the world or destroy it."
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Once she was done, Tony had the urge to scratch at the sutured wound. He sat on his hands to avoid the temptation, lest he ruin Nikita's work.
"Hey. Don't make fun. I've totally saved the world before. At least once. So anything is possible."
He gave Nikita a very serious look.
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"And I didn't even have to warn you to keep your hands to yourself," she noted. If she'd used a different tone, that might have been flirty, but instead it was just slightly amused.
"Have you? Well, good for you."
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Tony gave a snort, because it seemed very patronizing, and it probably was, but also, he deserved it, and he couldn't prove it.
"I guess I should at least do you the -- arguable -- kindness of sticking around and ordering fifty dollars worth of food and mixed drinks to make up for your time."
He could use the drink, actually. And a sandwich.
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Phil had been gone for months, but it was still Phil's table. Maybe it should be called Tony's table now, but it wasn't. It was Phil's.
She taped a gauze bandage securely over the stitches to keep them clean and dry.
"Do I need to give you the wound care lecture or can I assume you've heard and ignored it a few times already?"