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WHO: Tony Stark, Starscream, and Edgeworth
WHERE: The hospital, and then somewhere?
WHEN: After spending the evening and night in the hospital after being dumb-punched, during the day!
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Tony sneaks out of the hospital before they figure out that he's healing, and leaves some bad results!
FORMAT: Whichever!
Finally.
It hadn't been long before his cognitive self had returned. It hadn't taken long, but with the plethora of nurses and doctors attending him, Tony had been forced to lay low, pretend that he was still out of it, which at least hadn't slowed his mind down. He'd been able to keep an eye on things, but by morning, that was no longer feasable. He simply couldn't stand still for much longer. He managed to sneak out around noon, wiping himself mentally from the records with the briefest of touches into the computer systems of the hospital. It was as if he had never been there.
Wearing yesterday's clothing, he managed to leave, blinking in the sunlight, before he managed to adjust. All over a goddamn cup of coffee. He'd lost everything for some time. He remembered Pepper coming to the rescue, barely. She had probably left when he "hadn't woken up" sometime during the afternoon. After all, Stark Tech needed to run, and if Tony wasn't there to run it, Pepper had the full authority to do so in his stead. Which she knew very well.
Now though, now he just needed to get back home and get back to work. The problem was, suit or taxi? He opted for the low-key route, but hadn't been able to hail one quite yet, as he stood in front of the building.
WHERE: The hospital, and then somewhere?
WHEN: After spending the evening and night in the hospital after being dumb-punched, during the day!
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Tony sneaks out of the hospital before they figure out that he's healing, and leaves some bad results!
FORMAT: Whichever!
Finally.
It hadn't been long before his cognitive self had returned. It hadn't taken long, but with the plethora of nurses and doctors attending him, Tony had been forced to lay low, pretend that he was still out of it, which at least hadn't slowed his mind down. He'd been able to keep an eye on things, but by morning, that was no longer feasable. He simply couldn't stand still for much longer. He managed to sneak out around noon, wiping himself mentally from the records with the briefest of touches into the computer systems of the hospital. It was as if he had never been there.
Wearing yesterday's clothing, he managed to leave, blinking in the sunlight, before he managed to adjust. All over a goddamn cup of coffee. He'd lost everything for some time. He remembered Pepper coming to the rescue, barely. She had probably left when he "hadn't woken up" sometime during the afternoon. After all, Stark Tech needed to run, and if Tony wasn't there to run it, Pepper had the full authority to do so in his stead. Which she knew very well.
Now though, now he just needed to get back home and get back to work. The problem was, suit or taxi? He opted for the low-key route, but hadn't been able to hail one quite yet, as he stood in front of the building.