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Vivi's Blood Staining
Vivi discreetly prepared a new dressing for her thigh in the front seat of her inconspicuous sedan. Despite the clean cut, flying glass from the look of it and last night's masterful suturing, the wound was bothering her more than she could account for as a woman long and nerd to on the job pain. Maybe it was just the stress hormones coursing through her usually icy veins, but better safe than sorry. She hadn't chosen just any quiet place to do minor self surgery. She was keeping an eye on the hip neighborhood where Dr. Nehouse lived since she was far easier to locate than Sturgis at the moment. Vivi had been expecting this