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[shadow_bum]

[at one of the entrances to the underground labs, a ninja slowly stumbles into the afternoon sunlight, blinking and covering his eyes for a minute. He stands there swaying and looking around, his clothes are filthy, browned with dried blood in a few places, and his expression is wary. He seems to be waiting for something, some other shoe to drop,

Comments

[dont_ingest]

Whoa, kid, did you get into a fight?

[shadow_bum]

[you... he doesn't know... somehow that makes you safer]

... No.

[dont_ingest]

All the same, you don't look so good.

[shadow_bum]

... [nods agreeing with the assessment] Probably not.

[dont_ingest]

Can you tell me what happened?

[shadow_bum]

... A deal gone sour.

[dont_ingest]

[sighs and shakes his head]

I don't like the sound of that. Still, you clearly need medical attention. I can assist you to the hospital.

[shadow_bum]

... I'll be fine with some food.

[dont_ingest]

Don't be a fool about this.

[shadow_bum]

... I'll stop by the hospital after I've eaten.

[dont_ingest]

... Fair enough.

[shadow_bum]

[nods and heads for the mess hall again]

[dont_ingest]

[just gonna make sure you make it there without collapsing]

[shadow_bum]

[that is appreciated and probably more necessary than he'd like to admit]

[dont_ingest]

[Yeah, I suspected as much]

[shadow_bum]

[shuffled into the hospital quicker than expected though]