6 counts of forced confinement
[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 blood on ya keychain. Get me some bandages or expendable clothin'... Now.
[To Charles Fei-Ong. 90% unhackable.]
I know you had not forgotten our discussion.
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 blood on ya keychain. Get me some bandages or expendable clothin'... Now.
[To Charles Fei-Ong. 90% unhackable.]
I know you had not forgotten our discussion.