FTEC, Wednesday day shift

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Tommy didn't want to say that having a flat screen TV made having clinic duty better. There was still the problem of having to, whaddyacallit, deal with sick people who expected to make demands on your time.

On the other hand you could not beat the reception.

Currently he was watching Legend Smashers.

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Tex should have gone to get her stitches out on Monday, but she doesn't like clinics and has been putting it off for too long, add to that that she isn't really convinced the leg is healing well. So when Tex enters the clinic, there's a definite limp in her step.

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Tommy perked up at the newcomer. "Yello. What can I do you for?"

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"I was told to come back and get the stitches removed after a week," Tex said and motioned to her leg.

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Tommy supposed that kind of a thing was written on a chart somewhere but... meh. That required looking for it.

"Yeah, sure," he said. He motioned her towards one of the exam rooms. "Lemme grab some gloves. What happened?"

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Tex sighed and hobbled over to the exam room. "Got shot," she said as she took a seat on the empty bed.

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Tommy snapped the gloves on and got the instruments to remove stitches. "Tried to raise taxes?"

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"Think you're funny?" Tex asked as she undid the snap to her pants.

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"Often." Tommy hauled the light over. "Don't tell me it was an ex-boyfriend."

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That got a laugh out of Tex and she worked her pants down to reveal the bandages on her thigh. Seriously, there wasn't much more to say to that.

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Tommy might have given an admiring look at said thigh. "So... any problems? Pain? Signs of infection? Blah blah?"

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"It's been sore," Tex admitted because she might be stubborn, but she's not entirely stupid.

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"Do anything to keep it clean?" Tommy asked.

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"Clean bandage twice a day with a salve against infection," Tex replied and sneered. "I thought it might be better than that mumbo jumbo that old woman was trying to sell me about bad spirits."

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Tommy sighed. "Oh Christ. What'd she tell you?"

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"Some crap about keeping a fucking bandage away from the ground because otherwise the healing will go out of the leg," Tex grumbled and shook her head. "As if I'm oging to walk around with a bandage around my foot."

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"Yeah, she's a bit of a nutcase," Tommy agreed. He started to take the stitches out. "Could be worse though."

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Tex raised an eyebrow and watched what Tommy was doing. "I suppose so, especially on this island."

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"See, I was gonna say she could be Canadian, but that too," Tommy said. "So why the hell do you want to be in charge of this freak-ass place anyway?"

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"I don't," she scowled. "You saw the chaos when Red skipped town. Too many idiots running around with guns, gives me a headache."

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Tommy shrugged. "I'm from Manhattan. I couldn't tell the difference."

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"I can pull the troopers from the streets if you're feeling homesick," Tex challenged.

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"If you want this place to feel like home go find me a Thai joint that'll deliver at 3am," Tommy replied. "Real slice of pizza wouldn't hurt either."

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"Not the sort of deliveries I usually make," Tex said simply.

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"And what kinds of deliveries would those be?"

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"Why don't you ask the guy who gave me that?" She suggested, motioning to her leg.