Greetings. You have reached Unohana Retsu. I am unavailable at the moment, but please leave a message and I will endeavour to contact you as soon as possible.
[Because you are all wrathful, you totally need a freaked out teenager to call you, right? Right!]
M-Mi-Miss Unohana? I... I need a favor.
[He's stuttering and barely able to get the words out. He's also rubbing his hands against his jeans, trying to stop himself from touching. Because that's all he wants to do: touch. All of it. Everything. He wants to feed his mutation until he's sated...]
I cain't... I been havin' nightmares. An' I cain't sleep, an' I'm havin' trouble with m'powers, an'... I was jus' wonderin' if'n ya got somethin' t'help me sleep. Wouldn't ask, but it... I ain't had more'n a couple hours since Saturday night. Please?
[Well she's got no reason to be wrathful at the freaked out teenager. Yet. She starts off genuinely concerned.] If necessary, I can prescribe something. But what is this trouble with your powers?
[There are gifts that come in three times over the course of the day.
First, early in the morning, right after sirens, is a bouquet of flowers. Interspersed with camellia blossoms are those of the bellflower, symbols of their divisions.
Around lunchtime, a second packet is delivered. Unique blends of teas are carefully divided into single serving sizes, in colorful sachets, along with a poem to go with each blend.
Finally, a rather large stuffed stingray wearing a knitted stethoscope arrives in the late afternoon, carrying three invitations written in careful, embossed calligraphy. The first is for Unohana-taichou and a guest to attend a tea tasting at an upscale restaurant in Sector 6 that creates individual blends according to the patron's wishes. The second is for a fully paid day of pampering at the Uzushio. The third also has a poem attached, asking for the honor of escorting her to dinner one evening to the restaurant of her choice, accompanied by Kuchiki Byakuya, of course.
Never, ever let it be said that he doesn't love his Uni-chan.]
[He arrived just before dawn. He knew she was still here, and he knew she knew that he had arrived back. Still, he calls before he just pops by with lunch.]
[Of course she was aware the second he arrived back. But as much as she'd wished to see him then, she'd had work to attend. She can't leave yet. But she takes a moment in between patients to answer this.]
[Her voice comes through, warm and relieved.] Merely something light, and a calming blend, if you would.
Lady Unohana, I am sorry to trouble you, but my nephew is in bad condition and just arrived in this world. I would be grateful for your help, we are at the Newcomer apartments, number 303, please respond as soon as possible, thank you for your time.
[There are huge spelling mistakes as if she still can't function well. Which is, at least, true. But she's trying. The NV is one that's completely unknown.]
Unhan. Michal misssng. No oher doctr I can trust. Need hlp.
Beggin' ya pardon Miss Unohana, but would ya min' havin' a talk with Loki? He's turned m'room mate's pillow inta mice that're now runnin' 'round my house.
Miss Unohana, my name is Alan Humphries. I know that Mister Xavier has spoken with you about my case or condition, whichever term you should like to use.
There was an incident and upon my return to Port I find that my condition has worsened. It isn't anything severe at the moment but I'd like to arrange a chance to see you for your professional opinion. If that wouldn't be too much trouble.
[OOC: askfkhsjklkada I apologize for how late this is!]
Humphries-san. He has indeed informed me of your condition, and if you are having further troubles with it, then I would certainly wish to see how I may aid you.
[Call - around midnight]
Date: 2012-02-28 02:45 am (UTC)Miss Unohana ma'am? I...
[An audible swallow. He's in a lot of pain.]
Got m'self in a bit o' trouble. Was wonderin' if'n ya'd mind helpin'.
[Call]
Date: 2012-02-28 09:53 pm (UTC)Where are you, Kevin?
[Call]
Date: 2012-02-28 09:57 pm (UTC)At m'other place. Not the SERO housin'. I'm in sector 5 an'... [Insert address here. He's babbling and knows it.] Be careful. Them vampires is out.
[Call]
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From:call | 3.7.2012 | late evening
Date: 2012-03-19 02:30 am (UTC)call | 3.7.2012 | late evening
Date: 2012-03-19 02:47 am (UTC)Yes?
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From:Apologies for the slow; the tiny taichou is currently being tormented.
From:It's fine! Backdated, back tagging, it's all good!
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From:[Voicemail]
Date: 2012-04-19 02:49 am (UTC)M-Mi-Miss Unohana? I... I need a favor.
[He's stuttering and barely able to get the words out. He's also rubbing his hands against his jeans, trying to stop himself from touching. Because that's all he wants to do: touch. All of it. Everything. He wants to feed his mutation until he's sated...]
I cain't... I been havin' nightmares. An' I cain't sleep, an' I'm havin' trouble with m'powers, an'... I was jus' wonderin' if'n ya got somethin' t'help me sleep. Wouldn't ask, but it... I ain't had more'n a couple hours since Saturday night. Please?
Voice
Date: 2012-04-19 03:27 am (UTC)Voice
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From:Voice
From:[Offline]
Date: 2012-04-21 01:02 pm (UTC)First, early in the morning, right after sirens, is a bouquet of flowers. Interspersed with camellia blossoms are those of the bellflower, symbols of their divisions.
Around lunchtime, a second packet is delivered. Unique blends of teas are carefully divided into single serving sizes, in colorful sachets, along with a poem to go with each blend.
Finally, a rather large stuffed stingray wearing a knitted stethoscope arrives in the late afternoon, carrying three invitations written in careful, embossed calligraphy. The first is for Unohana-taichou and a guest to attend a tea tasting at an upscale restaurant in Sector 6 that creates individual blends according to the patron's wishes. The second is for a fully paid day of pampering at the Uzushio. The third also has a poem attached, asking for the honor of escorting her to dinner one evening to the restaurant of her choice, accompanied by Kuchiki Byakuya, of course.
Never, ever let it be said that he doesn't love his Uni-chan.]
[Voicemail - Midafternoon on Sunday]
Date: 2012-05-13 02:05 pm (UTC)[Voice] (About an hour later.)
Date: 2012-05-14 02:10 am (UTC)[Voice]
From:After he's arrived at the house...
Date: 2012-05-28 05:25 pm (UTC)Any special request for lunch?
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Date: 2012-05-29 03:17 am (UTC)[Her voice comes through, warm and relieved.] Merely something light, and a calming blend, if you would.
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From:Voicemail | June 27th | 2345
Date: 2012-06-28 04:38 am (UTC)[It's Magneto all right, from a different NV number than old one, he sounds exhausted, but not in crisis.]
I should have called before now, but I.
I need your help.
(no subject)
Date: 2012-06-28 05:17 am (UTC)Xavier-sensei. What is it you need my assistance for?
(no subject)
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Date: 2012-07-10 01:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-07-10 03:59 am (UTC)[And when she says momentarily, she means it. Shunpo is a wonderful thing.]
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From:[Text | Unhackable | Private | Anonymous]
Date: 2012-07-18 08:01 pm (UTC)Unhan. Michal misssng. No oher doctr I can trust. Need hlp.
Call
Date: 2012-07-22 08:03 pm (UTC)Beggin' ya pardon Miss Unohana, but would ya min' havin' a talk with Loki? He's turned m'room mate's pillow inta mice that're now runnin' 'round my house.
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Date: 2012-08-02 10:36 pm (UTC)I am having a get together at my house at [address] on Sunday the 5th, and would like if you could attend.
Lunch will be served at twelve noon. Feel free to bring a guest. Any alcohol must be provided by the guests, but other drinks will be available.
Thank you,
Kevin Ford.
call late late the 8th/early the 9th
Date: 2012-09-10 04:56 pm (UTC)Re: call late late the 8th/early the 9th
Date: 2012-09-13 07:15 am (UTC)Yes?
call late late the 8th/early the 9th
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From:Anonymous Text on October 1st
Date: 2012-10-07 10:11 pm (UTC)INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW.
RESPOND IMMEDIATELY TO AVOID HOURLY UPDATES OF VANILLA ICE LYRICS FOR THE NEXT TWO MONTHS.
[Text : back-dated to October Third]
Date: 2012-10-13 09:23 am (UTC)There was an incident and upon my return to Port I find that my condition has worsened. It isn't anything severe at the moment but I'd like to arrange a chance to see you for your professional opinion. If that wouldn't be too much trouble.
-A. Humphries
[Text : back-dated to October Third]
Date: 2012-10-21 03:04 am (UTC)Humphries-san. He has indeed informed me of your condition, and if you are having further troubles with it, then I would certainly wish to see how I may aid you.
Re: [Text : back-dated to October Third]
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Date: 2012-10-26 10:12 pm (UTC)[WHAT DO YOU DO?
> Y (accept) / N (reject) / PIE (do you want to know more?) ]
[[OOC: This all goes with The OOC notif and this post, so.]]