[The desperate sense of self-preservation is completely logical, it couldn't possibly be due to Fear's influence. So Law thinks as he darts secretively through the streets, trying to make it to the clinic safely. The clinic is where he belongs, it's defensible...
He has his nodachi in one hand but the other remains poised to call up a Room the instant he feels threatened. Whoever catches him out and about will end up fighting him if they get close enough, but he's a bit off his game thanks to this Fear problem and, after day one, weakened by the lack of his heart in his chest. He'll be unpleasantly surprised to find himself losing every fight and damaged as a result. Come hunting, predators...]
At the Clinic
[it doesn't matter how roughed up and bloodied he is, Law has a job to do and somehow working staves off the panic quite nicely. He's still on edge and jumpy, but he's a professional goddammit and he's not letting anyone die on his table. Come find him for painless repair and a band-aid, but don't expect a comforting bedside manner.]
Closed to Knock Out
[at some point Law has to go out for something, and comes back in even worse shape than before. He's found himself on the wrong end of a robot's rage and stumbles back into the clinic completely shredded, too exhausted to even use his own power to stem the bleeding. He manages to make it near enough to a cot before passing out, collapsing onto the floor. Looks like surgery is all yours, Knock Out. Have fun.]
Trafalgar Law - mostly open, one closed
[The desperate sense of self-preservation is completely logical, it couldn't possibly be due to Fear's influence. So Law thinks as he darts secretively through the streets, trying to make it to the clinic safely. The clinic is where he belongs, it's defensible...
He has his nodachi in one hand but the other remains poised to call up a Room the instant he feels threatened. Whoever catches him out and about will end up fighting him if they get close enough, but he's a bit off his game thanks to this Fear problem and, after day one, weakened by the lack of his heart in his chest. He'll be unpleasantly surprised to find himself losing every fight and damaged as a result. Come hunting, predators...]
At the Clinic
[it doesn't matter how roughed up and bloodied he is, Law has a job to do and somehow working staves off the panic quite nicely. He's still on edge and jumpy, but he's a professional goddammit and he's not letting anyone die on his table. Come find him for painless repair and a band-aid, but don't expect a comforting bedside manner.]
Closed to Knock Out
[at some point Law has to go out for something, and comes back in even worse shape than before. He's found himself on the wrong end of a robot's rage and stumbles back into the clinic completely shredded, too exhausted to even use his own power to stem the bleeding. He manages to make it near enough to a cot before passing out, collapsing onto the floor. Looks like surgery is all yours, Knock Out. Have fun.]
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