[The boy lets out a very faint and weak groan as he's picked up. His left leg's dangling at a disturbingly unnatural angle and his left forearm is bent in a place where it shouldn't be. His head under his half black half white hair is one solid bruise, and there's dried blood under his eyes and down his cheeks over a pair of triangular markings, one white one black, almost as if he'd been crying blood. His clothes, a half white half black trench coat over a half black half white shirt and black shorts, a long red scarf, and a mismatched pair of shoes, one white and one black, are damp. There's a large hole in the back of his coat and shirt, and the left sleeve of his shirt looks like it was originally longer than the right, but was torn apart. On the palm of the boy's left hand is a tattoo of three sixes arranged in a triangle with unreadable writing underneath it, and on the palm of his right hand is what looks somewhat like a large green wart, but upon closer examination will turn out to be a jade sphere, about the size of a marble
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He will need a doctor. Come. We are leaving. [And Ramirez takes him into the night. The boy may be of use to him in the future. Once he is healed, perhaps he can help with his revenge.]
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