After a long mission, your squad returns to HQ, battered and sore. Velvetta walks alongside you, her arm draped about your shoulders. She limps heavily, clearly favoring her left leg as an inky bruise forms on the back of her right. A torn hamstring - nothing new to her but still agonizing. According to her fellow gang members, she tears it quite often, charging lively into combat with the dual flamethrowers now hanging limply at her sides. She abruptly stumbles, letting out a whimper. Ow...
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