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[brokenweapon]

[Written, because he doesn't trust his voice right now. Also, content subject to change as backthread continues. Watch this space.]

I take back everything bad I've said about the other ports.

[Private to Costigan.]
I need a drink, and you probably do too.

Spoke to Nygma during the port, by the way. Thought you might want to know.

[Private to Claire.]
Are you okay? I'm sorry I wasn't able to find you.

[Private to Slade.]
Thank you.

[Private to the Admiral.]
Please restore my inmate's powers. He deserves to have them back.

Comments

[Private] a few hours after the fact

[terminates.livejournal.com]

[Written, because so very awkward.]

I think it goes both ways.

[Yes, that is his way of saying 'thank you'. Normal human interaction, what is that. :|]

Private

[lostundercover]

Yeah, sure. My room?

About what?

Written for consistency. - Strikes visible if he squints.

[some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com]

No. I'll survive. I've made it this long, right? And you couldn't have saved me without Malcolm, his item was the key to my cell. But...it's appreciated, the thought. So, thank you, Jason. How are you?

Spam, spam, the lovable spam.

[some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com]

[She didn't grab much, but she grabbed enough, treating the situation like some simple, friendly sleepover: clothes, pillow, toiletries, and as childish as it might have seemed, one of her teddy bears. An anchor.

Wrapped in a hoodie, (http://www.haydenimages.com/gallery/albums/television/heroes/screencaps/episode1/Heroes4/SNAG-0069.jpg) Claire made her way to Jason's cabin, avoiding all eye contact with her fellow Barge-mates. She knocked softly.]