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[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?

Comments

[arebetter]

You are also allowed to say butts. I'm just clearing the air. Of butts.

[ She shrugs irl. ]

Hey, I've got nothing but time.

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[ ...She takes a moment, sighs, and... ]

Truth. Why are you talking to me so casually? Why do you...like me?

[arebetter]

[ Pizzazz is quiet for a long few seconds. ]

Seventeen-year-old girl, split parents, made some bad choices, a bunch of faceless fast-talking inhuman entities trying to use her as their public face? Can't imagine why I'd relate to that.

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[ Similarly, the Transmitter is quiet, though the feedback's unusually low. So is the distortion. Still present, but...less. ]

'Kay. Yeah, that's... Alright. I get that.

[ With the low interference, it's easy to tell: she's grateful. ]

In...honor of the game, I won't argue against you. Or try to make you change your mind. Or anything like that.

[arebetter]

Good.

[ She sighs. ]

I know plenty of people here would argue, and I mean. I've literally seen them argue this exact point, but I meant what I said in there. I may not know the whole story, but you're a good kid. Even if you don't think you are. And I have literally never called any teenager a "good kid" in my life, at least not before I got here.

[transmittable]

...I hadn't heard that in awhile. "Good kid." A...long while. Feels fake, but like.

Good.

[arebetter]

I wish I was better at compliments but, unfortunately, me.

[transmittable]

You know? It's good enough for me.

[arebetter]

It's what I got, so... good. [ That's not even sarcastic. I hate this. I'm dead. ]

[transmittable]

[ Cough. God. ]

...You have fun tonight?

[arebetter]

Yeah. Yeah I did. You have fun watching?

[transmittable]

Yeah. It was... Yeah, I liked it.

[arebetter]

Good. And now you participated, even if it was just a little.

[transmittable]

You already kinda got me involved, you know.

[arebetter]

Hey, out of everyone here, you're the one who came to mind first.

[transmittable]

C'mon. Even before R- uh, Gracious?

[arebetter]

Even before RGracious. It was you, then her shortly after, then Al.

[transmittable]

[ ... ]

...Excuse me. Did I just hear you right.

[arebetter]

Have you really never tried thinking of him as an Al? It's great.

[transmittable]

If you hadn't noticed, I try not to think of anyone by anything but their titles, so no, I have absolutely never thought of him as..."Al."

[arebetter]

Come on, you can't just imagine Al Wesker's Old Fashioned Barbeque? Just him in an apron on top of that jumpsuit behind the grill, lots of tables with really nice umbrellas...

[ WELCOME TO "YOU'RE NOT QUITE A FRIEND BUT I'M COMFY ENOUGH TO DRAG YOU", ALBERT WESKER ]

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N- STOP.

[ she is dying ]

[arebetter]

Alright, alright. I will let Albert Wesker maintain some dignity in this house. I do in fact somewhat enjoy talking to him.

[transmittable]

Don't tell him? But I kinda do too. In some...weird, morbid, things-you-say-at-three-AM sorta way.

[arebetter]

He seems good for that.

[ Oh! ]

I actually did find something when I went and did the whole investigating thing, by the way. In case you didn't see.