SWITCHBOARD

[transmittable]

If you'd like to ask the Transmitter something over the phone, go right ahead! The Transmitter will answer the phone as soon as she's available. Leaving messages is impossible, given how old these phones are, but you should be able to reach her at almost all hours.

Comments are screened for privacy; all Patients are offered confidentiality, didn't you know?

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[heritrix]

[Rin breathes a sigh in relief, and pulls the phone's candlestick closer to herself.]

I feel strange saying this to my captor, but thank you.

[And she'll begin to list both what ingredients she'll need, and what quantities. As she goes on, its starting to sound more like a witch's potion than traditional medicine. There's a few plants with medicinal properties that seem legit, but there's a few weird ones. Though thankfully no eye of newt or snake tails. The two key ingredients (and the only ones mentioned in canon) appear to be a rare Chinese herb that she gives them the name of, and crushed bone.

What kind of bone? Rin knows but I don't, let's just hope it's not human. But she needs a small jar of it.]

[transmittable]

[ Throughout Rin's explanation, the feedback on the other end of the line fluctuates, most intense as the...stranger of the ingredients are listed off. Bone? Alright, fine. Sure, why not. At the end of this list, the Transmitter is silent for a few moments. ]

Wow. Yeah, yeah we can get those for you. It will take a day or so? But expect them on Wednesday.

[heritrix]

[She nods, before remembering they obviously can't see it. ...Or actually, they probably can.]

Alright. [She responds without missing a beat. This was a complex request, so to her that seems reasonable.] It's not ideal, but I can manage until then.

[She'll just have to take it easy and try not to get riled up. No intense exercise either. She can do that.]

[transmittable]

Good. Was there anything else you want to ask us...?

[heritrix]

[Yeah, the missing part of her Magic Crest.

Mouth pressed in a line, Rin touches her left forearm and if quiet for the space of two seconds. They said yesterday they weren't responsible for Nachetanya's arm, or Pizzazz's healed injuries, but she doubted it. Rin had hoped to get a clue proving that by leaving out the reason why she needed the medicine — if they took it, surely they'd know of her Crest's existence?

But if they don't, then she shouldn't tell them. She's gotten this far without the subject coming up, and the less they know about the details the better.]

No, that's all. Goodbye for now. I'll look forward to hearing from you.