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[calm_tempest]

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.

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[Voicemail]

[southernreaper]

[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?

Voice

[calm_tempest]

[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?

Voice

[southernreaper]

I... I don't know. Jus' they goin' a bit haywire's s'all. An'... I jus'. I dunno.

Voice

[calm_tempest]

"A bit haywire" is a concern with an ability such as yours, Kevin. Please be more specific. [Still polite, but there might be a slight edge to her tone. You sound like you're deliberately minimizing. She doesn't like that.]

Voice

[southernreaper]

I... I cain't. Not over the phone. I'm stayin' inside. Ain't goin' out. Asked m'neighbor t'walk Mimsy. I swear I ain't touchin' anyone. I swear, Miss Unohana, I swear.