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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto's borrowed the Hub's autopsy room and is currently doing a rather substandard job of stitching up a small stab wound on his arm. He's slow, and from his winces it's pretty obvious he's missing the area he's applied anaesthetic to more often than not.]

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[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Ianto? What--here. Let me.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...do you even know how?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Glare] I received basic medical training in academy.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[facepalming Martha is facepalming] You want to have a proper doctor take a look at that?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...better you than Owen, I suppose.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[she steps closer and takes over, probably applying more anaesthetic] Everybody around here gets stabbed.

[contract_star]

...the hell?

Here, let me see it. [Exasperated sigh.] If it's not Jack or Ryotarou, it's you. It's amazing your family's survived this long.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Reluctantly holds out his arm.] Well, Jack's immortality does help. And it's not as if we even let Ryotarou out in the field.

[contract_star]

[Starts bandaging his arm quickly and efficiently.] Right, of course you don't. Not like you'd remember the other things right now, anyway.

[Finishes bandaging, and his voice becomes a bit sharper.] Henrietta did this, didn't she?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

T-Tad! [dflsnk Hovers nervously... from a safe distance. He kind of wishes he knew how to do these things himself, but this is definitely not his area of expertise.] What happened?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto kind of wishes he could do them well. :\] Don't worry about it. I'm fine.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

That doesn't look very 'fine' to me... Why are you doing them yourself?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Oh for goodness' sake. What have you gotten yourself into this time, Ianto Jones?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...nothing. I'm fine.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

A stab wound is not what I would consider "nothing."

Hold still, I shall heal it.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Let me guess—Henrietta?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...she told you?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Mm. [a nod]

She didn't hurt you too badly?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Hurries over] Ianto?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Continues to concentrate on stitching up his arm.] I'm fine. Don't worry.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Bites lip] I could heal that for you.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Juuuust watchin']

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't notice her; he's too busy stitching himself up.]

[sifud.livejournal.com]

[Oh lord.] D--Here. [Puts a hand on his wrist] Let me help. You're only making it worse.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I'm not doing that badly. [He says whilst narrowly missing a vein. :|]