[Vulpes is blissfully unconscious as he's dragged carelessly across the concrete and through the street. Unfortunately, this can't last for long and he eventually comes to, groaning at the splitting pain in his head. He squints up at the lights, blinking against their brightness. It takes him a few more moments before he remembers where he is, and finally notices Boone standing there. He reaches clumsily for his ripper, only to notice it missing.]
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