Good morning, inmates. It is the 133rd day of the third generation. Today, the weather will be clear and crisp in the morning, warming up slightly in the afternoon. The clothing store stock will be altered for the cooler seasons to come, but the transition to weather most appropriate for the fall season has not yet been completed.

[And, because it sure has been getting this question a lot lately:] As a reminder, inmate displacements are temporary. However disconcerting it may be to realize that another inmate has seemingly left the dome, understand that such occurrences present no danger for the inmate in question and that this system will return them as soon as possible. There is no cause for alarm or concern, so please put the issue out of your minds.

Inmates Sanji, Takashi Morinozuka, Yuri Lowell, and Sheik, the items you requested are available for pick up at the entrance to the shelter in Sector 0.

[After having spent the last three days in the near-perpetual occupation of a dismal hospital room, Anri's more than happy to be back in the shelter. It takes her a bit to get there, still hobbling rather precariously on unfamiliar crutches, but she's a bit quicker than she was last night.

Smothering a yawn, Anri closes the door behind her and drops a bag down on the floor; her intention is to sleep in her own bed for a few hours before seeing about a late breakfast.

What she does not expect to see is a strange man in her room.]

-- Hello?

[He's not used to sleeping so much, but what else is he supposed to do in a hospital? Unfortunately, the big man has quickly gotten restless and irritable from so much inactivity. From the sounds of it, there was even some big event of some sort last night, and he hadn't even gotten to lurk around the edges to check it out.]

Oy. Someone come help me break out of this place, and I'll make it worth your while. [He's being totally serious, too. He thinks he's going to lose his mind if he has to stay in this bed another day. His chest has to be almost healed by now, right?]

Look, I just need someone to get me past these goddamn robots, and that's it. [Walking still hurts, but if he takes it slow and steady, it'll be fine. Trust him, he has a plan. Sort of.]

Good morning, Marina. [Have a young woman standing outside of the dojo, as awake and alert as ever despite last night's activities. She's in her usual garb today, and from the looks of it, she's been warming up for some sort of physical strain.]

I was wondering if there was anyone who wanted to spar outside of the dojo? I could use the practice, and a partner is always more beneficial than a training dummy. Nothing serious, of course, we don't want to really hurt each other~ [Though the glint in her eye suggests she'll be going easy on you.]

Thanks for your time!