First Symptom (Backdated to like... the 13th of Feb or something SOB)

[doctor_creep]

[Welcome to your new place, hm? This is not exactly the morning wakeup he expected. He certainly hadn't gone to bed with a partner, and certainly not a female partner. And, on top of that... this was definitely not his lavish bed, or his dark room... how peculiarA quick exploration reveals the reason - indeed, this is a house not at all like his

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[mute_mystic]

...!

[Silence occasionally listens to the phone, even if he can't respond, but he hadn't expected to hear that voice on the line. But intense frustration sets in as he realizes he can't reply. He can't let Nusakan know he's on the other end of the line, can't ask for directions to wherever he is...he can't do anything.

Being mute doesn't often bother him, but it's always painful when it does, and this particular situation is agonizing.]

[doctor_creep]

[The doctor was prepared for a lot of things. Startled resistance, confusion, maybe even laughter. But complete silence? The other party hasn't dropped the receiver, either, and that's as telling as anything. They had spent an awful lot of time together, after all.]

... Silence?

[It's rhetorical, of course. If it is Silence, then he won't be able to answer. If not... either it will draw a reaction from someone on the other line, or he'll just remain confused. There's a moment of shuffling, as though Nusakan is trying to find something.]

Come to 1228 Taylor Road.

[mute_mystic]

[Silence is utterly startled to hear his name. Could Nusakan read him that well? Really? Enough to recognize his lack of sound? Or was it just an idle precaution, from having spent so much time with him?

Still, relief quickly overtakes his bemusement; now, at least, he has an address. He can do something. Rather than questioning the good fortune - or incredible foresight, on Nusakan's part - he'll slip quickly out of his house and make his way through town, looking for Taylor Road and then, once he finds it, the correct house. He knocks rather urgently on the front door.]

[doctor_creep]

[Honestly? Even without factoring in Nusakan's interest in Silence, the answer is yes - he can read him that well. After all, a doctor must know everything about his patient to properly diagnose and treat them. It's as clear to him as the soft click when the receiver cuts off.

The knocking is answered almost immediately - and the man standing behind it is definitely Nusakan. His lips quirk in pleased amusement - though his eyes show surprise. After all, his... friend appears to be missing his wings. To be able to go so far as to remove something like that, something so indicative of his nature...]

Come in, we can speak inside.

[It's empty, right now - the 'wife' is out at her job, as are his supposed children - or so it appears. The house itself is in slight disarray, as the doctor has been organizing it more to his liking. Closing the door behind him, he indicates the couch in the living room - there's already a small notepad and a pen lain on the table in front of it.]

[gottimedout]

Ah. So you were dragged along to this place as well.

[On the other side of the phone would be a familiar voice, somewhat surprised a bit disappointed to say the least.]

But I suppose it's better you than the others.

[doctor_creep]

Oh...?

[Give him a moment while he remembers your voice, Blue. His own laces with amusement now, though.]

Mm, you never did get along with the others much, did you, Blue? I suppose I was dragged here, yes. How long have you been here?

[gottimedout]

Only when the time is appropriate to 'get along with others' is when it is needed. Otherwise, doing so is unnecessary. I have my uses for others when they actually prove themselves to be useful.

[He'll clear his throat for a moment and tap his fingers on the stand.]

I've been here long enough that I need to leave as soon as possible. I trust you have no complaints when I say that I am expecting you to assist me in this matter.

[doctor_creep]

Of course; efficiency is key and usefulness is an important factor in determining someone's efficiency.

[At that, though, he laughs - there's a very faint creak in the background as he takes a seat with the phone.]

Long enough, hm? Well, I have no complaints in getting out of here - but I doubt it will be that simple. After all, they do seem to have taken everything, haven't they? [You can almost hear the unbalanced smile in his voice.] All the way down to my mystic body. I presume they've taken your magic, as well?

[doctor_creep]

Lucy Smith, you say? Sounds like a nom de plume, but I suppose I can see it in a place like this. Not meeting her is fine... there's no sense in forcing the issue before one knows all the facts, after all.

[doctor_creep]

Perhaps the people in this town simply haven't been properly motivated, or are using incorrect techniques. Or they may be... [Hmhmhm] afraid of the information, or the cost of obtaining it themselves.