17045/After The Gunfight

After The Gunfight
Date of Scene:	29 January 2024
Location:	Second Floor - Ducky's Apartment
Synopsis:	Ducky and Tom meet up after the Punisher situation at the Triskelion.
Cast of Characters:	Atrice Duckstein, Tom McCarthy

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Atrice Duckstein has posed:
Ducky had went home eventually. She'd been bloodied and she needed a shower. She'd sent a text to Tom to see if he was okay and offered to have him stop by the apartment if he wanted to talk over things. She had also offered to make warm drinks and just...chill. Nothing else. The idea of being shot and the realization she could have bled out had he not healed her made her feel a little stressed, but she'd be alright!

Tom McCarthy has posed:
He'd stuck around a little bit, before having to find his duffle and get dressed at the scene. At her text, Tom advised he'd be glad to come over - he'll even bring some pizza. A lot of it. Showing up at her apartment, he knocked on the door - four pizzas of varying sorts in his hand. "Ducky? It's Tom."

Atrice Duckstein has posed:
CARBS!

A girls best friend! She'd dressed in black gym shorts and an oversided off the shoulder sweater to meet him at the door in, "I was going to make a very bad joke, but I will behave. Come on in handsome." she grins at him as she allows him in.

Tom McCarthy has posed:
The man grins, stepping in and even sneaking a kiss to her cheek. "I am all for bad jokes. And misbehaving." A laugh as he moves in to set the pizzas down. "I wasn't sure what you might like, and Digitablum ... well, she makes me super hungry when I exert myself as much as I did." He explains. Tom looks over to her once the boxes are set down. "How are you doing? How's your arm?"

Atrice Duckstein has posed:
Ducky gives a soft blush at the kiss to her cheek, but doesn't complain! "Thank you." she whispers to him. "I've got sodas if you want one? I think that might be best." she chuckles. "She gets you all worked out huh?" she teases him. "I was wondering who was going to be eating all this pizza." she muses. "So, that is some...female RPG armor that you've got going on. It's hot, but...does it get drafty?" she asks him. "I'm...about as alright as we can be. Arm feels great actually. I appreciate the assist. I'm not sure how fast I'd bleed to death otherwise." she admits

Tom McCarthy has posed:
"Well, it didn't appear to have hit an artery, but still." He mentions, nodding to her. "But I am glad I could help." A wry grin from Tom. "More hungry the more I do - especially when it comes to healing or regenerating." The man explains. He laughs about the RPG armor comment. "Eh... no to the draft, but it takes a bit of getting used to. Feeling mostly naked is weird, in public." A shrug. "Sodas will work - can I help get anything out?"