Amaya's Voicemail.

[special_rabbit]

"Hey, there. I guess the thing is to make a greeting for this little device that lets you know you've reached the phone of Amaya Blackstone, and you can leave a message for me here, and that I promise not to take apart this one like I have the past three. I haven't figured out how to get them back up and running yet, but I will, you mark my words. This one, I'll not tinker with. Apparently it's important. So rest assured, you can reach me here, and I'll try to get back. I mean, I suppose it's more efficient than a letter, but it's still a little strange..."

*CLICK!*

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[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden, who had decided to catch up with a new entertainment until the current situation was over, and let everyone else run around waving their swords, had been looking at her phone for a while before calling Amaya, trying to decide how not to sound too worried.

"Hi Amaya, it's me. Heard on the radio that... well... you got bitten? I hope you didn't bite them back and used a proper weapon instead. I'm sure you did. Call me back when you hear this?"

If Amaya didn't call back, Seivarden would call again later. And possibly again, after that, sounding increasingly worried.