[ hello. he is here. he still has a metal arm, but he looks a little more cleaned up less bloody at least. his wounds are closed, though there are a few bandages slapped on as precautions. but he does nod slowly. ]
[ oh. he just looks like he's stunned for a second. ]
I didn't think about that... [ despite how messy it looked and how many wounds he had he kind of feels like he took more psyche damage than anything, so it didn't occur to him. ] We've got enough, right?
Might have to ask for them, I think? I haven't been in the medbay much. I'm pretty sure you're gonna want that though, especially if it ends up being a while.
[shoma your psychic damage does Not negate physical soreness.]
Well... we were supposed to infiltrate a gang and take their place in a game. Managed to steal some luck from 'em that we were supposed to use to win it...
[but.]
...then Don Quixote immediately got distracted by the slots, Dante touched one with the wishpower sticker on and got a huge jackpot, and we got swarmed by security just about as soon as we walked in, so it could've gone a lot smoother. Think if looks could kill, Saude would've murdered us.
We played the roulette wheel, got our wish stickers, and then Isabel ragequit in the bathroom and exploded in a huge shower of blood. Saude looked like she was losing her mind when the security came, and then Isabel melted one of the guards and we talked them into letting us go upstairs.
Effie was there, too. [ helpfully. ] We all had our E.G.O.s and we were supposed to infiltrate and pretend to be the Tingtang boss and his crew to get up to the top floor to play for the Bough. Saude had a whole bunch of documents and plans and everything.
We...sort of went way off script after a while though.
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w2 thursday
yeah of course gregor is gonna check on him later.]
Shoma-? You get any healing in yet?
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Just enough to close everything. I didn't want to spend more time there since Throné and the Captain will probably need way more.
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[they Will. nobody better MURDER IN THE POD ROOM THIS TIME.]
Got some painkillers, until then?
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I didn't think about that... [ despite how messy it looked and how many wounds he had he kind of feels like he took more psyche damage than anything, so it didn't occur to him. ] We've got enough, right?
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[shoma your psychic damage does Not negate physical soreness.]
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there's a pause... ]
Gregor, District J kind of sucks.
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[possibly the same job so that's... fun.]
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Does that mean you went through the casino, too? For a Bough.
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How did it go for you guys?
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[but.]
...then Don Quixote immediately got distracted by the slots, Dante touched one with the wishpower sticker on and got a huge jackpot, and we got swarmed by security just about as soon as we walked in, so it could've gone a lot smoother. Think if looks could kill, Saude would've murdered us.
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We played the roulette wheel, got our wish stickers, and then Isabel ragequit in the bathroom and exploded in a huge shower of blood. Saude looked like she was losing her mind when the security came, and then Isabel melted one of the guards and we talked them into letting us go upstairs.
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[...]
...then it'd have to be... it was repeating, somehow.
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We...sort of went way off script after a while though.
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[but... mm. well.]
Definitely confirms it... wasn't current, though. Effie and Saude- they died on our next mission.
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Maybe Charles is right about memories.
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