( ( Please: (1) put a format (text/audio/video) and a date or time, if applicable, in the subject line when replying ; (2) assume Maya IC-ly gets back to messages as soon as she's able after receiving them ) )
[ What bad fucking manners, Maya. Being redirected irritates her to the point of wicked imagination, of her tied up and abused on her own bed just the way poor, victimized Giovanni did—but it's just a thought.
"Busy." She really could laugh, but she breathes in instead, exhales, and presents untraceable evidence of her rage. ]
No need. I know he'll answer me soon enough. He's not one to leave matters unattended, and I know he's still in the city. His name is still in the system, after all. Thank you for answering, Maya. And I just know you two are good friends. I've noticed how he engages you over the chips… [ She chuckles lightly in return. Bullshit is not a nice taste, but she'll do it. ] Excuse me if that bothers you. My relationship with him is somewhat… familial, so I can't help checking on him now and then.
[ She'll let that sink in a moment, see how she takes it. Hopefully rationally. ]
Family is a complicated concept for us and difficult to admit, but you can say we've thought it over together.
Don't read into it too deeply. There are…cultural bridges that are much harder to cross. [ She exhales softly, a faint laugh. ] Is it really that surprising, though? Don't we sound a little bit of the same?
[ The accent, the edges, the viciousness—but, then again, he's become her lover, not her pet. Yuck. ]
[Pardon? Wouldn't Maya have said so if she thought they did? Throughout this entire time since she's said she had a relationship with him like family, Maya hasn't once thought they were similar. Whether that says something about herself or about Giovanni is unknown.]
Hm. Maybe I overreach. After all, you know him under very different circumstances than you know me.
[ This was less productive than she anticipated, but she'll keep appearances, voice light even as she glowers into space. ]
Regardless - [ Thanks for being absolutely no help. Protective girlfriends sure are nuisances. ] - if you hear from him soon, do let him know I'd appreciate his attention.
Oh, you don't have to worry. [She answers without missing a beat, trying for a smile in her voice, and although both it and her normal positivity are genuine, some concern is being masked.] I'm going to talk to him.
[About you.]
He'll know.
[Giovanni owes her an explanation. They're to that point in their relationship she believes she can ask things like that of him.]
... I work for the government news now. If you're interested in how I'm doing and what I'm covering, watch the 10:30 slot on weekday mornings. Is that it for today?
Fallen into their favour? Not surprising. [ Even if this isn't video, Frühling smiles with fangs edging into her voice. Not yet. ] Busy or have I discomforted you?
[ Few weeks back, their roles would've been opposite. The mutt has become that precious to her, has he? How rotten. ]
[She can try again. Her job doesn't speak to anything about her true loyalties. It is, though, a handy bargaining chip.]
Yes, I think that's it. Take care.
[And if she's called back, there will be nothing but silence.
She does not mind answering peoples' questions. The problem is when those questions seemingly come out of thin air, and exist only to taunt her, she thinks (she can read between the lines).]
[ Haha. Disguising distaste with polite words sounds much uglier from her mouth, somehow. Unnatural. Regardless, Maya's beauty is something Frühling values much.
2/2 whoops, done
Why are you calling me to get in touch with him in the first place?
[Maya provides it with a genial laugh, a soft and unassuming sound.]
cw: sensitive imagery
"Busy." She really could laugh, but she breathes in instead, exhales, and presents untraceable evidence of her rage. ]
No need. I know he'll answer me soon enough. He's not one to leave matters unattended, and I know he's still in the city. His name is still in the system, after all. Thank you for answering, Maya. And I just know you two are good friends. I've noticed how he engages you over the chips… [ She chuckles lightly in return. Bullshit is not a nice taste, but she'll do it. ] Excuse me if that bothers you. My relationship with him is somewhat… familial, so I can't help checking on him now and then.
[ She'll let that sink in a moment, see how she takes it. Hopefully rationally. ]
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You're... family? [Audibly, she hesitates before continuing. But if anything, Maya's good at rolling with the punches, whatever they may be.]
That's the first I'm hearing of it. He never mentioned you were family.
[He did tell her everything back home left him broken.]
So that means you care about him, right? Like I do.
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Don't read into it too deeply. There are…cultural bridges that are much harder to cross. [ She exhales softly, a faint laugh. ] Is it really that surprising, though? Don't we sound a little bit of the same?
[ The accent, the edges, the viciousness—but, then again, he's become her lover, not her pet. Yuck. ]
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No. I don't think so. [So it is surprising.]
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[ This was less productive than she anticipated, but she'll keep appearances, voice light even as she glowers into space. ]
Regardless - [ Thanks for being absolutely no help. Protective girlfriends sure are nuisances. ] - if you hear from him soon, do let him know I'd appreciate his attention.
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[About you.]
He'll know.
[Giovanni owes her an explanation. They're to that point in their relationship she believes she can ask things like that of him.]
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So, how is your magazine lately? Did that article I helped you with do well at all?
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... I work for the government news now. If you're interested in how I'm doing and what I'm covering, watch the 10:30 slot on weekday mornings. Is that it for today?
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[ Few weeks back, their roles would've been opposite. The mutt has become that precious to her, has he? How rotten. ]
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Yes, I think that's it. Take care.
[And if she's called back, there will be nothing but silence.
She does not mind answering peoples' questions. The problem is when those questions seemingly come out of thin air, and exist only to taunt her, she thinks (she can read between the lines).]
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Go on and run to his side, Maya. Let him know. ]