<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1rcNMma.png)</div>Vaya glanced over the wound and nodded her head as Joe discussed just what had given him the injury and let out a grunt as she looked it over. Would be easy enough to clean and take care of. Yeah, easy peasy. “You’re fine. I don’t see any rust in the wound. I should just stitch you up and let you heal that way.” She said bluntly as she got a small cloth and poured the alcohol on it before rubbing the wound with the cleaning alcohol. “But that takes time and I got a lot of whiners to take care of so I’ll take care of this fast.” She said with a sigh as she raised her right hand and the medical implant opened up. She waved her hand over the wound, the nanobots quickly getting to work in closing and sealing the wound quick enough that it looked like it might not have been there at all. “There all done. Wear a helmet next time unless you want to lose an ear or a nose. Next time I really might just leave you to be stitched up instead.”  She threatened as she checked her work. Nice and clean, certainly not the worst wound she had patched up that night but better safe than sorry. She’d have shooed him on his way but she was soon distracted by something else.<br/><br/>Varya didn’t get far as suddenly a new visitor arrived. She looked him over and instantly didn’t like him. Too shifty and she didn’t trust the meeting alone either. But fine she could work with that. “Hold on a moment.” She insisted and she nudged a nurse. “Take care of the patient, get some money out of him if you can for supplies for the hospital.” She ordered before she made her way to the front. “Right, is anybody dying at this exact moment!? No? Good, the nurses will take care of whoever is next.” She commanded as she returned to the back and turned to the visitor. “Right, my back office.” She commanded bluntly as she moved to her office, not even bothering to look if she was being followed. Once inside she stood behind her desk where her trusty shotgun lay hidden under the table and her monoedged katana was hanging obviously behind her. If he tried anything he was going to very quickly learned just why the gangs had decided to make her place neutral territory and what happened to anybody who messed with her place.