Okay, skipping on then...
The first address is an SCL10.8 Frother named Willy. You find him at home, sat in the remains of his couch in his armour, watching a small TV with a bad picture, and belting back cans of Slosh before throwing them at said TV, regularly knocking it over and prompting a hail of foul language. His door is wide open, and it looks like he did over what wasn't already done with his Power Claymore.
Upon speaking to him you find him understandably pissed off. He was out on a BPN when he was robbed, so he didn't lose his armour or Power Claymore, but a load of 10mm ammo has gone along with the few valuables he had. He personally shook down his neighbours, one of whom told him that he'd run into a load of kids carrying stuff on his way to his room. Willy was unimpressed with his neighbour's lack of security-mindedness and made his point by taking his TV and beer. An hour and a half later the Shivers arrived and gave the TV back, so he had to borrow an old set from a squadmate. Willy reported the crime to the Shivers while they were there, who said they'd have a forensics tech out within the week. The occurence was last night.
Willy wrote:God damn Shivers get here in an hour and a half to get that fucking loser's TV back for him, but someone nicks my ammo, my TV, my beer and my cactus and it's a week's wait. Fucking cocksuckers. *Willy hurls a beercan out of the open window* They took my cactus, the bastards.