We'll assume someone let him in: whenever Roy gets back to the apartment, there is a bundle of fancy soaps (think old-fashioned, clean-scented) wrapped in a thick fleece blanket on the kitchen counter, addressed to "Roy Mustang", with a note attached:]
This isn't the most personal of gifts, I'm aware, but I hope it will be of use when we leave Shehui.
My name is Jay. I've been with the coven for several months now, so please do feel free to call on me if you have need of anything, or if you have any questions about this endeavor we've found ourselves on..
[ he hasn't been the most social with the people living in his room, due to the mun being on hiatus investigating the town with hawkeye and collecting information on their new surrounding. but the gift takes him by surprise, and it takes a few hours to track down the gifter, but he does!!
by leaving a note on jay's bedroom door. ]
Jay,
Thank you for the offer of information, and for the gift. It's extraordinarily kind, especially for not knowing someone very well. It's appreciated.
Don't hesitate to reach out to me in turn, should you need anything.
[ at the sound of alphonse's voice, riza is already moving. she's not having this conversation with him over...whatever this telepathetic communication was supposed to be. of course she knows exactly where the brigadier general is- 90% of the time she has a very active awareness of his location. just for habit, if nothing else. so it doesn't take her long before she's pulling on her coat and heading off towards his apartment of whatever sorts.
not long before she's standing at the door, knocking once. ]
Sir. [ it's habit more than anything that keeps her standing outside the door, but after a breath she reaches to open it. they're not at home, the rigid system of the military isn't really necessary, but old habits are hard to break.
and they both know he is already aware of why she's here. ] Pardon the intrusion.
[ roy knows, that edward is missing. he, too, has been checking -- quietly, discreetly, to not hover, because hovering has proven to be . . . disastrous, at times, with the elric brothers. but he knows, when he hears riza's footsteps in the hallway, what she's here to talk about.
it's also not a surprise, when she opens the door, and roy is already shrugging into a jacket. out of military uniform, for the time being. it's a bit pointless, to wear it here, and paint a giant target on your back as someone relatively important. ]
Where's Alphonse?
[ as riza suspected, he already knows why she's here. ]
[ riza opens the door and sees roy shrugging on his jacket, a response she's not at all surprised to be, and she lets out a breath of air - stepping inside just until he's finished getting ready. ]
The apartments, in his room. He's waiting for us there.
[ it hurts, deep in her chest, knowing that the boys have been separated. but there's little else they can do about it now. ]
there's a slight pursing of his lips, at the news, but -- like riza -- there is little they can do about it now. edward is not here, and roy isn't entirely sure what that means. he's returned home, in the best case scenario, but not at the point where he should be.
life hasn't ever been fair, for these two. it likely never will be.
roy lets that thought hang in his chest for a moment before he exhales, sliding his hands into his pockets before he takes half a step toward the door, but he hesitates, only for a moment: ]
-- there's no sign of him, anywhere, within the city?
[ roy is, and always will be, an eternal optimist. ]
He wouldn't be Edward if he didn't make life irritatingly difficult.
[ but there's no bite in his tone, just a simple acceptance, and maybe a hint of frustration underlying it all. because whoever this qri person is, who sent edward wherever he went, had better help that edward elric went home to amestris, and nowhere else.
he lets that hang in the air for a moment before he steps past riza, toward the door. ]
[ exactly on the hour, and certainly not the first telepathic report she's been checking in to give. the last few hadn't had a lot of information, but for riza the last hour or so had been very informative. ]
[ it is infuriating, to roy, to be stuck on the outside and not being able to help. riza told him to go to sleep hours ago, but he can't really convince himself to do so. so he's been planning, trying to figure out the next move, lying in bed and staring at the ceiling for ten minutes or so until he hears her voice in his head.
useless, useless, useless, useless, useless -- ]
I know Geir. Shirley sounds familiar. I don't think I've had a conversation with her. What have they shared?
[ pitying himself is pointless. focusing on the next move is what needs to be done. ]
[ she can feel his frustration, whether or not it's the her familiarity with roy and knowing how he'd be feeling or actually hearing it through the telepathic link, they'll never know. ]
Shirley informed me that she apparently spoke to the monitors about magic from her home world. The monitors and other natives here have been suspicious of us since we arrived, and more suspicious still of anything they think is 'magic'.
[ she hates that word, really. wishes she could have something else to use. ]
Additionally, Geir believes that we've been taken in because he and another 'coven' member Vern blew up a set of bones, which incited an investigation by the monitors.
[ she takes a breath, lets it set in, before she continues. ] Geir mentioned they believed it was just a matter of time before something like this happened.
[ . . . roy is silent for a long moment, letting all of that sink in, as he digests it. analyzes it. really combs it over with what he's absorbed. ]
Jusis, Jade, and Julius all volunteered their services to me when I inquired to the general public about forming a crisis response team, which could have been seen as an act of defiance . Ruby accidentally activated her powers in front of the monitors. Geir blew up a set of bones. Shirley informed the monitors of magic on her homeworld.
That leaves Haru, Madoka, Orga, Noctis, and Akechi.
[ he pauses. ]
And you. Though, by now, I'm certain they know of our relationship, if they were truly watching as close as we think, and if my announcement was the reason for Jusis, Jade, and Julius' capture. They might have thought you were an easier target. Idiots.
[ he's SO FRUSTRATED ]
Did Geir state that because the monitors informed him of such, or is that just what Geir believes?
They've started taking some of us in for questioning. From what I've gathered, it's all related to our powers from Qri. Some have simply been asked questions, others asking for simple tests of magical ability.
[ the check-ins went silent, for a bit, but that was expected, and agreed upon. he's been compiling everything she has given him, keeping track of everything, and so far, so good. no one harmed. no one injured.
but this message causes a heavy weight into his stomach, because it's what she doesn't say that rings in his head. the confirmation, the research. the shift in her tone, the abrupt note, the lack of detail . . . the weight in his stomach curls, turns to ice, weighs heavy, until: ]
Riza.
[ he never uses her first name. his tone is quiet, too, but insistent. the need for information is always present, and it's needed, but for the moment, he can't speak to her as a subordinate, or as a soldier, because that's irrelevant. now, what is at the forefront: ]
[ she was okay, when she first returned. jade and ruby had been in the room when she returned, and it had been enough for her to be able to pull it in. to stand up straight. to smile at them both and tell them everything was fine, it'd just been questions.
they were in front of the tv, now, and riza was sitting on the bed, slowly working the blood flow back through her arms, her hands. she was together enough for the update, itself, but in the silence that follows she feels her stomach start to drop.
riza.
her next exhale is shakey, whether or not he hears it. she looks over just to make sure jade and ruby aren't watching, before her eyes fall closed again. ]
I'll be okay. [ the closest to 'not really' that roy is going to get. ] But I'm worried about the others. The extents they're going to...
[ riza doesn't get to finish her sentence before roy speaks again, his tone controlled and clipped, now that he has confirmation. ]
What did they do.
[ he is already pushing himself up off of his bed, to pull on his coat, and to collect his things. en route, moving quickly, to mobilize what they can, to strike. ]
[ she knows what that tone means. knows what roy is probably thinking and what he wants to do. she also knows nothing she'll say will stop him, but her tone - while a little more tired and not quite as clipped - is the same as whenever she is trying to protest, in not so many words.
but then she sighs, a slow and painful exhale. ]
They don't know what my abilities are, so at this point they're just trying to see if I react. [ her power isn't exactly showable when she's the only one in the room. that, on top of the fact she's trained in resisting interrogation...
she was a frustrating experiment for them, to say the least.
but then she stops. an extended pause, where she is trying to not explain but knowing she'll need to. that he'll expect it of her. so after five, then ten seconds, her voice comes through again. ]
[ it takes a little bit once they've settled - riza needs to check on the other captives who have made it out, has to check on the members of the search party, check on the others who risked themselves to save the rest. she thanks them, does her due diligence, makes her way through the camp, and then finds herself gravitating towards roy.
she doesn't remember what happens after that - just that the next thing she sees is blinking awake inside the tent, wrapped up and curled up in the corner of the space. she doesn't remember getting there, and she definitely doesn't remember wrapping herself up in this jacket, or these blankets. she blinks again, feeling the heavy weight of exhaustion still clinging around her, but she's still not...sure what happened.
that uncertainty breeds anxiety, the low curl in her gut she's had every waking moment of the last fifteen days, and god does her body her. still, though, she pushes through it to try and sit up - needing to find roy, needing to know where she is, needing to know at all before she does anything, that she finds herself moving to quickly and hissing at the sharp pain that courses through her, reaching for her ribs. ]
luckily for riza, roy has quick reflexes, and he immediately caught her. promptly settled her into a corner to recover. checked that she was breathing and her vitals were fine, and once he was satisfied that she just needed to sleep, roy continued to set up their surroundings before settling himself right next to riza's head, so she was almost resting her head against his thigh, to keep watch.
it's hard to do so. he hasn't slept in two weeks, really. and so roy's eyes are closed, his breathing even, on the cusp of rest, when riza wakes up. but years of active service and warfare and everything in between has created a less-than-heavy sleeper, and he immediately stirs to consciousness at the sound of riza's movement, blinking his eyes wake, shedding the sleep as quickly as possible. ]
What's wrong -- [ it's soft, moving to shift before he realizes riza is still lying on the ground, and he relaxes back against the crate he was leaning against, exhaling abruptly] You're with me. It's -- [ but then he realizes that riza is reaching for her ribs, and he shifts his weight to look a little closer, his tone immediately apologetic ] I didn't ask for healers when I was sure you were just unconscious. Most of their healing requires touch.
[ roy assumed riza wouldn't want anyone to see her back. ]
[ it's almost immediate, really - the second the feels another body stirring next to her and seeing that said body is roy, the way she relaxes. it's also apparent to her, too, as soon as she starts to move, how her hand is tangled up in the fabric of his pant leg, wound tight and firm. she tries to pull away from it without him noticing, though she knows it's futile, and turns her attention. ]
General... [ she'd slept on her side, which - for better or worse - made it both easier and more painful to push up. but then almost immediately he's explaining, he's at her side trying to help, and riza just shakes her head. ]
No, no, I'm- I'll be fine. [ a slight correction, maybe, but an honest one. part of her wants to add that it's just a couple of broken ribs, but she realizes that starting in on a list of injuries would most likely prompt him to ask her to continue, so she holds back, pulling her legs under her to more firmly sit.
her breathing is a bit labored, but she can't tell if that's from the pain, or the sheer exhaustion from the last two weeks, as she settles to sit, her shoulder mere inches from his. ]
[ he notices the hand curled into his clothes, but he doesn't comment on it, instead focused on watching riza sit herself up. and he immediately shifts to help her to do so, his lips tugging into a slight frown at the sound of her breathing before he settles himself to sit shoulder to shoulder with her, to offer her a support if she needs it. ]
Dusk.
[ his tone is still quiet, and roy hands her a bottle of water. once he does that, roy tugs the gloves off of his hands, to rub his thumb into his right palm. the night is quiet, and there are other people nearby keeping watch. he can be off alert for ten minutes. but as he does that, he pauses before looking over at her, with a slight frown. ]
[ it's hard, moving around at all at this point. when they'd been broken out, the adrenaline had done enough to keep her going, to stave off the worst of it. but now, she assumes, that her body has had time to actually rest, it's come back in full force. she feels like her body is shuddering with each breath, shaking all the way through her, which is a good portion of why she lets roy help her up like he does.
the shoulder at her side is present - not pushy, not demanding, simply there is she needs it.
riza nods. she got a few hours then, not bad, but apparently necessary. ] And we're in....a tent?
[ her mind is fuzzy, but she accepts the water, gulping down a bit of out without realizing how thirsty she had been. at least until roy's eyes turn back to her and riza's eyes fall to the bed under her. ] I'm fine. [ she gives him quietly, before realizing that most likely won't be good enough, not for what he's asking.
a moment or two later she exhales. ]
Broken ribs, at least three. [ she sets her fingers against her side, feeling the pain shoot through again, and she takes another deep breath. ] Dislocated shoulder, which I reset, but will need time to heal. Possibly minor concussion. Strained back and shoulders muscles, but no tears, possible bruised hip. No major fractures. [ another pause, still not looking over to him. ] Some residual tension from the electric instigation but nothing too major.
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Day 174
Date: 2017-12-22 09:08 pm (UTC)We'll assume someone let him in: whenever Roy gets back to the apartment, there is a bundle of fancy soaps (think old-fashioned, clean-scented) wrapped in a thick fleece blanket on the kitchen counter, addressed to "Roy Mustang", with a note attached:]
This isn't the most personal of gifts, I'm aware, but I hope it will be of use when we leave Shehui.
My name is Jay. I've been with the coven for several months now, so please do feel free to call on me if you have need of anything, or if you have any questions about this endeavor we've found ourselves on..
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Date: 2017-12-23 12:59 am (UTC)the mun being on hiatusinvestigating the town with hawkeye and collecting information on their new surrounding. but the gift takes him by surprise, and it takes a few hours to track down the gifter, but he does!!by leaving a note on jay's bedroom door. ]
Jay,
Thank you for the offer of information, and for the gift. It's extraordinarily kind, especially for not knowing someone very well. It's appreciated.
Don't hesitate to reach out to me in turn, should you need anything.
- R.M.
action.
Date: 2018-01-03 04:16 pm (UTC)not long before she's standing at the door, knocking once. ]
Sir. [ it's habit more than anything that keeps her standing outside the door, but after a breath she reaches to open it. they're not at home, the rigid system of the military isn't really necessary, but old habits are hard to break.
and they both know he is already aware of why she's here. ] Pardon the intrusion.
action.
Date: 2018-01-04 05:52 pm (UTC)it's also not a surprise, when she opens the door, and roy is already shrugging into a jacket. out of military uniform, for the time being. it's a bit pointless, to wear it here, and paint a giant target on your back as someone relatively important. ]
Where's Alphonse?
[ as riza suspected, he already knows why she's here. ]
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Date: 2018-01-09 01:16 am (UTC)The apartments, in his room. He's waiting for us there.
[ it hurts, deep in her chest, knowing that the boys have been separated. but there's little else they can do about it now. ]
When you're ready.
action.
Date: 2018-01-09 01:32 am (UTC)there's a slight pursing of his lips, at the news, but -- like riza -- there is little they can do about it now. edward is not here, and roy isn't entirely sure what that means. he's returned home, in the best case scenario, but not at the point where he should be.
life hasn't ever been fair, for these two. it likely never will be.
roy lets that thought hang in his chest for a moment before he exhales, sliding his hands into his pockets before he takes half a step toward the door, but he hesitates, only for a moment: ]
-- there's no sign of him, anywhere, within the city?
[ roy is, and always will be, an eternal optimist. ]
action.
Date: 2018-01-09 02:53 am (UTC)I did a preliminary check, but Alphonse- [ riza pauses, then sighs again. ] Alphonse's voice made it pretty clear.
action.
Date: 2018-01-10 08:38 pm (UTC)He wouldn't be Edward if he didn't make life irritatingly difficult.
[ but there's no bite in his tone, just a simple acceptance, and maybe a hint of frustration underlying it all. because whoever this qri person is, who sent edward wherever he went, had better help that edward elric went home to amestris, and nowhere else.
he lets that hang in the air for a moment before he steps past riza, toward the door. ]
Come on. The sooner the better.
report #who even knows
Date: 2018-01-27 06:09 pm (UTC)[ exactly on the hour, and certainly not the first telepathic report she's been checking in to give. the last few hadn't had a lot of information, but for riza the last hour or so had been very informative. ]
I have an update.
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Date: 2018-01-27 07:05 pm (UTC)I'm here.
[ what happened? ]
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Date: 2018-01-28 07:52 pm (UTC)[ because that's important to start off with. ]
I've spoken to a few of the other of the kidnapped. Geir and Shirley- do you know them?
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Date: 2018-01-28 08:52 pm (UTC)useless, useless, useless, useless, useless -- ]
I know Geir. Shirley sounds familiar. I don't think I've had a conversation with her. What have they shared?
[ pitying himself is pointless. focusing on the next move is what needs to be done. ]
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Date: 2018-01-28 10:52 pm (UTC)Shirley informed me that she apparently spoke to the monitors about magic from her home world. The monitors and other natives here have been suspicious of us since we arrived, and more suspicious still of anything they think is 'magic'.
[ she hates that word, really. wishes she could have something else to use. ]
Additionally, Geir believes that we've been taken in because he and another 'coven' member Vern blew up a set of bones, which incited an investigation by the monitors.
[ she takes a breath, lets it set in, before she continues. ] Geir mentioned they believed it was just a matter of time before something like this happened.
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Date: 2018-01-28 11:05 pm (UTC)Jusis, Jade, and Julius all volunteered their services to me when I inquired to the general public about forming a crisis response team, which could have been seen as an act of defiance . Ruby accidentally activated her powers in front of the monitors. Geir blew up a set of bones. Shirley informed the monitors of magic on her homeworld.
That leaves Haru, Madoka, Orga, Noctis, and Akechi.
[ he pauses. ]
And you. Though, by now, I'm certain they know of our relationship, if they were truly watching as close as we think, and if my announcement was the reason for Jusis, Jade, and Julius' capture. They might have thought you were an easier target. Idiots.
[ he's SO FRUSTRATED ]
Did Geir state that because the monitors informed him of such, or is that just what Geir believes?
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Date: 2018-01-30 09:22 pm (UTC)[ just to make sure he's listening. ]
They've started taking some of us in for questioning.
From what I've gathered, it's all related to our powers from Qri.
Some have simply been asked questions, others asking for simple tests of magical ability.
[ and that's where she starts. ]
DAY 3 cont.
Date: 2018-01-30 09:34 pm (UTC)the message will be short, and a little more quiet than before. ]
Sir.
I can confirm it's related to our powers.
They are attempting research on the extent and the source.
[ and that's all she'll say. ]
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Date: 2018-01-30 10:25 pm (UTC)but this message causes a heavy weight into his stomach, because it's what she doesn't say that rings in his head. the confirmation, the research. the shift in her tone, the abrupt note, the lack of detail . . . the weight in his stomach curls, turns to ice, weighs heavy, until: ]
Riza.
[ he never uses her first name. his tone is quiet, too, but insistent. the need for information is always present, and it's needed, but for the moment, he can't speak to her as a subordinate, or as a soldier, because that's irrelevant. now, what is at the forefront: ]
Are you alright?
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Date: 2018-01-30 11:05 pm (UTC)they were in front of the tv, now, and riza was sitting on the bed, slowly working the blood flow back through her arms, her hands. she was together enough for the update, itself, but in the silence that follows she feels her stomach start to drop.
riza.
her next exhale is shakey, whether or not he hears it. she looks over just to make sure jade and ruby aren't watching, before her eyes fall closed again. ]
I'll be okay. [ the closest to 'not really' that roy is going to get. ] But I'm worried about the others. The extents they're going to...
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Date: 2018-01-30 11:19 pm (UTC)What did they do.
[ he is already pushing himself up off of his bed, to pull on his coat, and to collect his things. en route, moving quickly, to mobilize what they can, to strike. ]
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Date: 2018-01-30 11:32 pm (UTC)[ she knows what that tone means. knows what roy is probably thinking and what he wants to do. she also knows nothing she'll say will stop him, but her tone - while a little more tired and not quite as clipped - is the same as whenever she is trying to protest, in not so many words.
but then she sighs, a slow and painful exhale. ]
They don't know what my abilities are, so at this point they're just trying to see if I react. [ her power isn't exactly showable when she's the only one in the room. that, on top of the fact she's trained in resisting interrogation...
she was a frustrating experiment for them, to say the least.
but then she stops. an extended pause, where she is trying to not explain but knowing she'll need to. that he'll expect it of her. so after five, then ten seconds, her voice comes through again. ]
Electricity, today.
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Date: 2018-02-10 04:26 am (UTC)she doesn't remember what happens after that - just that the next thing she sees is blinking awake inside the tent, wrapped up and curled up in the corner of the space. she doesn't remember getting there, and she definitely doesn't remember wrapping herself up in this jacket, or these blankets. she blinks again, feeling the heavy weight of exhaustion still clinging around her, but she's still not...sure what happened.
that uncertainty breeds anxiety, the low curl in her gut she's had every waking moment of the last fifteen days, and god does her body her. still, though, she pushes through it to try and sit up - needing to find roy, needing to know where she is, needing to know at all before she does anything, that she finds herself moving to quickly and hissing at the sharp pain that courses through her, reaching for her ribs. ]
listen.
Date: 2018-02-10 04:47 am (UTC)luckily for riza, roy has quick reflexes, and he immediately caught her. promptly settled her into a corner to recover. checked that she was breathing and her vitals were fine, and once he was satisfied that she just needed to sleep, roy continued to set up their surroundings before settling himself right next to riza's head, so she was almost resting her head against his thigh, to keep watch.
it's hard to do so. he hasn't slept in two weeks, really. and so roy's eyes are closed, his breathing even, on the cusp of rest, when riza wakes up. but years of active service and warfare and everything in between has created a less-than-heavy sleeper, and he immediately stirs to consciousness at the sound of riza's movement, blinking his eyes wake, shedding the sleep as quickly as possible. ]
What's wrong -- [ it's soft, moving to shift before he realizes riza is still lying on the ground, and he relaxes back against the crate he was leaning against, exhaling abruptly] You're with me. It's -- [ but then he realizes that riza is reaching for her ribs, and he shifts his weight to look a little closer, his tone immediately apologetic ] I didn't ask for healers when I was sure you were just unconscious. Most of their healing requires touch.
[ roy assumed riza wouldn't want anyone to see her back. ]
I can stabilize it if you want me to.
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Date: 2018-02-10 05:12 am (UTC)General... [ she'd slept on her side, which - for better or worse - made it both easier and more painful to push up. but then almost immediately he's explaining, he's at her side trying to help, and riza just shakes her head. ]
No, no, I'm- I'll be fine. [ a slight correction, maybe, but an honest one. part of her wants to add that it's just a couple of broken ribs, but she realizes that starting in on a list of injuries would most likely prompt him to ask her to continue, so she holds back, pulling her legs under her to more firmly sit.
her breathing is a bit labored, but she can't tell if that's from the pain, or the sheer exhaustion from the last two weeks, as she settles to sit, her shoulder mere inches from his. ]
What...what time is it?
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Date: 2018-02-10 05:29 am (UTC)Dusk.
[ his tone is still quiet, and roy hands her a bottle of water. once he does that, roy tugs the gloves off of his hands, to rub his thumb into his right palm. the night is quiet, and there are other people nearby keeping watch. he can be off alert for ten minutes. but as he does that, he pauses before looking over at her, with a slight frown. ]
Where does it hurt?
[ what needs to be done? ]
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Date: 2018-02-10 03:17 pm (UTC)the shoulder at her side is present - not pushy, not demanding, simply there is she needs it.
riza nods. she got a few hours then, not bad, but apparently necessary. ] And we're in....a tent?
[ her mind is fuzzy, but she accepts the water, gulping down a bit of out without realizing how thirsty she had been. at least until roy's eyes turn back to her and riza's eyes fall to the bed under her. ] I'm fine. [ she gives him quietly, before realizing that most likely won't be good enough, not for what he's asking.
a moment or two later she exhales. ]
Broken ribs, at least three. [ she sets her fingers against her side, feeling the pain shoot through again, and she takes another deep breath. ] Dislocated shoulder, which I reset, but will need time to heal. Possibly minor concussion. Strained back and shoulders muscles, but no tears, possible bruised hip. No major fractures. [ another pause, still not looking over to him. ] Some residual tension from the electric instigation but nothing too major.
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