[ Monika's not sure if she wants to flop down with relief or give him an earful for keeping her waiting so long. If the situation were reversed, she'd probably only make him wait for a few minutes! ]

God, can't you be a jerk when it's not a real emergency?!

[ She huffs, but the annoyance fades pretty quickly. Back to frantic terror she goes. ]

L-Look. Can you please come to the lab? The Doctor's hurt really bad and I can't do anything! There's blood everywhere and he's been bitten and-and-and you need to help him! Please!

I'm on my way.

[ in that, at least, the man seems to be reliable. Honestly, Tony may not know what's going on but he's not about to leave anyone injured, either. A quick tap and the Iron Man armor forms around him and it's Iron Man who appears i the lap, one arm stretched before him. ]

You're going to let me in?

Oh gosh, thanks! I'll take back the jerk comment for now!

[ By the time Tony gets to the lab, she's been working herself up into even more of a frenzy than she was already in. All the bouncing around on her monitor outside probably makes that apparent. So, seeing him in the armor? Doing nothing to help her nerves. Monika visibly jumps with a loud squeak at the sight. She wasn't expecting the one-man cavalry! Like, it'll probably be appreciated later on, but he needs to warn a girl!

Ugh. These men were going to be the death of her. ]

Why wouldn't I? C-Come in!

[ The doors open before she's even finished speaking, and she runs off screen and back to the main console so that she can whimper and fret in the proper place. ]

Could you stop it.

[ he lifts a hand again to shush her. Honestly, he can't work like this, who the hell programmed this AI? ]

If he's dying, you're making it into a long, torturous death with all of this noise.

He isn't dying...

[The doctor isn't in the best shape at the moment, a shade too pale for "pasty european" aside from the dark bruising and swelling over his left eye. There's still some blood around a cut on his opposite cheek, but most of it pools around puncture wounds at his neck. Hes currently draped over the console space, desperate for a rest that his screeching companion refuses to let him take. ]

What the hell -

[ yes, okay, they can discuss all of this later. Tony walks across the room, applies pressure to the wound ]

I'm not a doctor.

[ and they might need one ]

Why the hell aren't you at the clinic.

[He squirms at the sudden pressure, grunting at the pressure.]

Came from the clinic. Lucky I got out alive after I was attacked.

Okay, we'll get to the whole 'what the hell' part later. FRIDAY, show these people how a real program operates. What do you have on - this isn't a stabbing -

[ it's a puncture wound, boss, use cloth to apply pressure until the bleeding stops and cooling the area until is a recommendation. ]

Right, calculate the suit's cooling effects while I -

[ metal retreats from one arm, enough for him to tear at his sleeve. ]

Just stand still, I don't want to freeze your ear off.

[He'll hold his head still.]

It's a bite wound. There was a vampire. [And really, that should be self-explanatory, shouldn't it?]

I am not sucking vampire venom out of you, I'm saying this right now. We are not turning into glittering blood suckers. FRIDAY, is there anything to draw it out?

[ I'm not programmed to offer solutions to vampire bites, boss ]

I seriously hope it wasn't a poisonous vampire and that it left nothing in you.

[ because no way, no how. for now, he lifts an arm. ]

FRIDAY, cooling please.

[ he chills the area and presses the torn cloth to the wound ]

If it gave you something and you're giving it to me, I'm going to kill you.

I'm not asking you to take anything out. [Even though he suspects he'll have to flood himself with medication until he's sure there aren't other adverse effects.]

I... It was a vicious thing. Pretended it was going to help me after the attack, [He's trying to choose his words carefully to establish the narrative he wants to carve, but it's close enough to trigger the explanation he's been compelled to provide.] I offered. Because I care so much for their kind.

[He grits his teeth. the monster.]

I'll need a name, a description.

[ god, he knew he should have pitched the security camera idea. he keeps the cloth presses into the wound and tries to think. ]

Might be a Wonderland thing, we don't get vampire attacks here.

[ not that he has heard of, anyway ]

Don't know its name. It looks like a girl... Red hair. I've seen it lurking about before. It's open about what it is. Nobody seems to think it's something to be concerned about.

[Except him. This is exactly the sort of thing he'd been trying to tell Stark about. It was preventable on so many levels.]

She might not be.

[ something to be concerned about, not always, anyway. This might have been the first time. As a person who's friends with a zombie, he tries not to judge too quickly. ]

I never heard of any redhead vampire munching on people. Might be a mirror, might be a Wonderland induced madness ]

FRIDAY will locate her for me, we'll have a chat.

Make sure she tells you about the time she found a murder scene and her response was to take a bite out of a witness. It seems like that might be important.

[If only it wasn't already too late to pin the entire murder on that vampire. It would be more fitting.]

[ UGH THESE TWO. She's been flailing in the background, trying to edge in and graciously grant them the information they need. Eventually, she gives up on being polite and yells it out. ]

Her name is Jessica Hamby!

[ She huffs, crossing her arms with her lower lip poked out a tad. Tony's snide comments earlier had definitely not been missed. ]

I've seen her on the network. You know, because some of us keep an eye on things!

-- The dating sim has its uses.

[ and at least now he has a name to go with. ]

Right, bleeding stopped. Take some pain killers - I'll recommend narcotics and I'll go look for the vampire lady.

She's quite skilled with her databasing. Monika, be sure to leave Mr. Stark some of the poetry you've constructed about the network. I'm sure he'll be interested in your technique there too. [And it might spare him a few hours of listening to her drone on.

But he presses gives Tony a more serious stare after the bleeding stops.]

You're going after her alone? At least make sure you're wearing the armor. She won't be able to bite through it that way. Protect yourself.

[ Monika makes a face. For once in her life, she's not excited at the prospect of writing something for someone. Especially someone that decides to comment on something she can't really help!!! ]

...I'll think about it.

[ It'll probably be very passive-aggressive poetry if she does take the time to do it. Very, very passive-aggressive.

Still, she says begrudgingly: ] Thanks, Mr. Stark.

[ She steps off screen to go to her room. She needs to brood for a while. And breathe. ]