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[post_whitewash]

(OOM: Cata takes an assignment that doesn't quite go according to plan.)Cata made it down to an alley before trying any doors; thankfully, this one worked the way she was hoping it would. Just because it doesn't hurt all that much doesn't make it any less serious, and from that perspective, Milliways is closer

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[newgoldenage]

....that does look bad.

Luke comes over, frowning. "Miss?" he asks even as he shifts to get a better look at the wound. "Would you like some help?"

He's seen kids hurt like this before. Some monsters are smart enough to make weapons, and use them to deadly effect.

[post_whitewash]

Cata eyes the boy for a moment - she doesn't know him, and she's not inclined to trust people very easily. But this is something of a crisis, so she can't be very picky.
"If it wouldn't be an inconvenience," she says. It would be best if she could get this patched up before she loses too much blood, after all.

[newgoldenage]

"Don't really have anywhere else to be," he mutters to himself as he examines the dagger. It's wedged in tight, but he thinks he might be able to get it out without causing too much damage.

In a flash, he dashes to the Bar and is back with a first-aid kit. Back home he'd be looking for some nectar and ambrosia, but he doesn't know if this woman could stand them.

As he starts working on the dagger, he asks "So is this a typical day for you, or did something go seriously wrong?"

[post_whitewash]

Probably a good idea. She's an assassin, which does have some perks on her world, but she's no demigod.
"Sort of a combination of the two. Time was I could avoid this sort of thing, and as it was, it could have been much worse."
She winces a bit as he sets to work on the dagger. Having a high pain tolerance hardly means it doesn't hurt at all.

[hands_of_blu]

Oh, that's not looking good.

"Scheisse. Vot happened?" asks the Medic, who'd just crept in for a bit of reading time out of the way of his usual colleagues. He grabs a chair and adds "Sit. Sit und zen you can tell me, ja?"

[post_whitewash]

"An assignment," Cata says, as she sits down. Sitting down is good. "I had no choice but to take my shot while the target had company, and... it seems my reflexes aren't quite what they used to be."

[hands_of_blu]

"Chust a moment." He hasn't got his medigun immediately to hand, but with a coat like his there's always bandages and other appropriate medicaments about somewhere, and he can most assuredly clean up the area and stop the bleeding. "Vell, I suppose zere are worse ways to learn, alzough I can't imagine it's very pleasant now. Your target von't be home in time for supper ever again, I assume?"

[post_whitewash]

"Not any time soon, at least. The person who made the contract wanted the option to revive the man and give him what for, and we're nothing if not accommodating."
She waits while he digs through pockets. Not as though she has anywhere else to be (nor would she want to until this gets patched up).