one | voice, cell phone

[elfstoned]

My name is Strider. I run a small clinic just south of the Dead District.

It's the brick building with the broken sign that says LSR. You can't miss it.

Not exactly inspiring, I know. But it's clean, and I'm licensed -- which is more than you can say for most doctors you can afford without insurance.

[A pause.]

Many strange things have been happening lately.

If you come to me, I won't ask questions.

Comments

[Audio]

[elfstoned]

That's confidential.

[Audio]

[chalicejoker]

[Touche. Hajime likes the attitude there.]

Fair enough.

I don't need any treatment at the moment, but I might be looking you up if I do...

[Granted, going to see an actual doctor instead of trying to do a little self-sleuthing with a biology teacher might have been a good idea, but Hajime's still a little twitchy regarding his blood.]

[Audio]

[elfstoned]

[PRIVATE TO HAJIME]

###-###-####. That's how you reach me after hours, or if you need me to come to you. Since you seem more interested in emergency care than general practice.

[Audio]

[chalicejoker]

Thanks.

[He's definitely making a note of that.]

I'm generally pretty healthy, but with the way things have been going? Never hurts to have a contingency plan.

[Audio]

[elfstoned]

Or a place you can go for a checkup.

[Audio]

[chalicejoker]

I had one not that long ago, and everything was fine then...

[Lucky for him the blood change had kicked in after the hospital discharged him after getting grazed by that bullet.]

But I'll keep you in mind.