100 mg a day

Far away, Prigentia settles in to her new home, aided by more than a smidgeon of ritilin (even she thinks 50 mg twice a day is a bit much).  Her smartphone is plugged permanently into the mains in order to cope with the volume of uploads, downloads and crossloads (for the lay reader this is not a Chinese soap, but a method of re-transferring data, analogous to retweeting). But in Seven Dials a collective sense of guilt is growing. Had the worthies condemned a defenceless child to exile in a remote institutional hell. The young Kimrock certainly believes so, and starts a condemnatory publicity campaign against (in particular) the mature men-folk of the area. Posters start to appear on the walls.