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✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 434.91394
DESCRIPTION: Unless Tanyuu is currently working on someone's makeup (you do not interrupt a task half-way through, that's just sloppy!) she will generally respond fairly promptly. Assuming Mari or one of the kids hasn't stolen the thing for a joke, of course.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox on door
DESCRIPTION: A simple wooden box with a slot at the top to drop letters into. Tanyuu checks for mail at the end of the day.

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October 9th; phone call

[dontpokethat]

[After his texts following Sans' kidnapping, Ginko has basically been out of contact for the last few days. Now, though, he finally calls, with a sort of nervous strain to his voice and the rumble of passing cars in the background.]

Tanyuu, hey. Where are you?

wow i'm super on top of this shit aren't i

[fourthscribe]

[Wow yeah, she's totally not answering that SUPER FAST OR ANYTHING.]

I'm at home, where are you?! I haven't heard anything from you in days, what happened?!

[dontpokethat]

[Okay, good. She seems fine. That's good. He lets out a relieved breath before replying.]

I'm, uh-- well, right now I'm in my car. I... I had another run-in with the faeries, but-- I'm alright now.

[fourthscribe]

[If Ginko was expecting that sentence to be reassuring, boy.]

They--you were taken again? What happened, what did they do?!

[dontpokethat]

I'm... I'm not actually sure. [Which is, you know, kind of concerning.] But I'm not hurt or anything.

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Ginko, come over here now. You might not remember what they did, you know how the fae can be.

[Her voice is strained, and she's already wheeling around to gather her things together and try to track Ginko down herself. Torchlight has been preyed upon by many fae in the past, and it wasn't only to make changelings out of their children.]

[dontpokethat]

[Why do people keep saying that? Ginko scowls at his phone for a moment before replying.]

Tanyuu, I'm fine. And I don't have time to come over right now, there's stuff I need to do. I can come by later, alright?

[fourthscribe]

What stuff? What errand could possibly be more important than figuring out what the fae wanted you for?

[dontpokethat]

I don't know, maybe making sure someone else didn't get grabbed, too!

[He realizes, a moment later, how harsh that came out. His tone when he speaks again still has a bit of an edge to it, but it's at least somewhat gentler.]

I can't just keep worrying about myself when there are other people who could've been dragged into it, Tanyuu.