September 13, 2011, 7:31 PM First Aid NPC Alpha (Intelligence Compound, Polyhex) --- It's getting harder for First Aid to tell how long the times when he's left alone in the darkened room are. The chair is upright again, and one of the technicians has resecured his injured arm with a strap above his elbow to prevent him from pulling it loose again. The fuzziness from whatever it was Robustus had done has long-since worn off, and he's slumped forward in a drowsing half-recharge, too exhausted to stay fully online but in too much pain to effectively recharge, either.