6 counts of forced confinement

[massenmord]

[To Jan Valentine. 90% unhackable. The syllables are slurred due to damaged anatomy.]

Celebration's canceled; I won't be at the Northern Lights for 'bout a week... A 'lil skirmish got me weathering unpleasant injuries... The flesh is fucking weak.

I gotta proposition for you. I'll tell ya when I got my health.

[To Teddie. 90% unhackable.]There's

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[unbearable_puns]

B-blood?

Toshi, are you okay? What happened?

[massenmord]

No, I'm not okay. Facial bruises like highways, but that's nothin'; I ain't complaining.

Some things are better you do not know, Teddie.

I need material to cover the gash on my cheek.

[unbearable_puns]

I'll find something!

[And Teddie runs off from his comm with a panicked 'Sensei! Senseeeeiiii! Do we have any bandages?']

[massenmord]

...Good kid--- bear, whatever ya are.