Induction.

[transmittable]

No matter how much you mill around or discuss, no one can really figure out just what's going on here. Questions swirl around your minds, spoken and unspoken. Why is this place called a hospital so rundown? Why are you all here? Why is the building surrounded by ever-present fog? Who is running this place? That question will be answered soon, at least enough to whet your appetites. The public service system overhead squeaks and squeals, like it hasn't been used in a long time, though for a few moments, no words great you. Instead, just a few crackles, and a deep breath. And then. "Greetings, everyone. Each and everyone accounted for, good. That's good." It's a female voice, that you can tell, but it seems the technology here is so outdated that everything else is nebulous. It distorts every few words, the register either raising or lowering. "Hm. Sorry about that." A little hard listening and you can tell the voice isn't too old. Definitely not as old as some of you here. Aside from that, there's nothing distinguishable. None of you can recognize it. Whoever it is takes another deep breath. "Welcome, young and old, Patients of Beacon General Hospital. We've been looking forward to your awakening for some time." "We trust you have many questions, and we will do our best to field them. Please read the rules carefully before asking, though. Okay? Thanks." Another deep breath breaks the flow, with even more crackling. "As for the one speaking to you, you may... I am the Transmitter. Let all your inquiries go through me." [OOC: You can be heard just fine through the PA system, feel free to ask/say anything! Brackets or prose is fine.]

Comments

[transmittable]

Studying... That's an interesting conclusion you've reached. We're even more interested to see if it remains, as your time here goes on.

[heritrix]

You're not exactly giving me cause to doubt it with creepy comments like that, but I suppose I can't disagree.

[Still, she thinks it's likely. Why else would they be so concerned about their health? She can understand it if she assumes unhealthy addictions like cigarettes compromises their results.]

For now, I'll operate on the assumption our relationship is to learn from each other. Out of interest, this accident you said we experienced before coming here. If you still refuse to elaborate on it, that's fine, but I'd like to know something else. Was it many different accidents, or were we all victims of the same one?

[transmittable]

Hmm.

[ She has to think? Yes, it sounds like she has to think. ]

The same, and different. That's all we can say.

[heritrix]

...Interesting. I'll have to think on that.

[She knows better than to fish for more.]

Also, there's... [Rin forgot herself for a moment, caught up as she was, but seems to remember she's surrounded by people now.] Actually, you said before we could use the phone to contact you privately, yes?

[transmittable]

Or the tablet device. Whether you prefer talking or texting.

[heritrix]

Texting?

[It's easy to repeat back, but she utters it like someone trying a new word for the first time.]

[transmittable]

[ ...Oh, uh. ]

Think of it like an instant letter. Have one of the others show you. Like...Hardcore, or Ostentatious. I'm sure they're familiar.

[heritrix]

[HMM.]

Alright, I'll ask. I'll probably end up using the phone anyways, all the same. I always wanted an antique one like that.

[But she'll at least ask this just so she knows what the heck the Transmitter knows what she's talking about. It would be irritating to be out of the loop on something.]