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If you'd like to ask the Transmitter something over text, go right ahead! The Transmitter will respond to texts messages as soon as she's available. You will likely get a text back very quickly.

Your tablet device will only reach the Transmitter. There is no option to send texts to anyone else, instead it will connect to automatically to her phone.

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

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[transmittable]

he's a piece of work. if it wasn't him it would've been someone else eventually.

[nachetanya]

Gotten under your skin? Are he and I that different?

[transmittable]

not in this way. this isn't teasing or anything.

[nachetanya]

Ah.

Well, I'm curious, but I don't want to make you more uncomfortable.

Can I settle your nerves somehow?

[transmittable]

[ thirty seconds of delay. ]

dunno. sure.

[nachetanya]

How?

[transmittable]

what do you feel like talking about?

[nachetanya]

All that's on my mind now is Gant. Well, Gant and Tsubasa.

Better to go apart from both...

Why don't you tell me a story? It'll give your fingers something to do.

[transmittable]

another one? alright.

once there was a young woman who was a monster. she was very comfortable being a monster, because that's what gave her the most pleasure. for hundreds of years, she and those close to her terrorized the world, until their group separated. due to magic, due to time, and she was on her own.

she indulged in every hedonistic way she could throughout the centuries. she crossed paths with old friends who no longer were such, and she died, once, but it didn't last forever.

one day, she found something had changed. she started feeling things again, things she hadn't felt in hundreds and hundreds of years, from before she became a monster. she was very angry about this. it was from something beyond her control. from a life inside her. the monster woman raved and raged but she couldn't fight the growing love towards the life.

she knew though, it would have a horrible existence. the young monster woman didn't know what to do, besides hope and pray. that was something she also hadn't done in centuries. she prayed and she cursed her fate at the same time. she lived a paradoxical monster life.

[ ... ]

that's the end of the story.

[nachetanya]

That isn't very conclusive. If that one was also you friend, they must've led a very confusing life.

[transmittable]

well, i never found out the end of that one.

[nachetanya]

What stopped it from reaching an end?

[transmittable]

it probably had one. i just never found it out. we weren't super close. we just talked every so often.

[nachetanya]

That makes sense. I couldn't tell you most of the stories of the others.

[transmittable]

i like to think she got to live happily ever after.

it's a bit more idealistic than i feel but you need that sometimes.

[nachetanya]

That does seem more optimistic than you usually are.

[transmittable]

i'm sure that's not how it happened. but sometimes i like to trick myself.

why did you message me? there has to be some other reason.

[nachetanya]

By the end of the night, I think it's obvious that I'll talk with most anyone who needs to be spoken to. But I felt that should include you.

I don't really have any complex reason this time.

[transmittable]

[ Another thirty seconds delay. ]

you really just wanted to talk huh?

[nachetanya]

It seems so. Strange, isn't it?

[transmittable]

you did say it yourself.

you're my friend.

[nachetanya]

I did. I've never had many friends, though.

[transmittable]

it's been awhile since i've had many. only the risen, after all.

[nachetanya]

The Risen are you friends?

[transmittable]

oh god no.

[ ... ]

maybe once, almost. a few of them. they were just the only people i was around for a long while.