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1:45
Sunday, November 25

ZODION

"You've reached Maaa-yaaa~! Let's speak positively! Your messages should be optimistic!"

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zodion: via devices, with video/voice/text & voicemail components
proximabeta: via devices, with video/voice/text(messaging) & voicemail components
cityofariel: via microchips, that mentally convey video/audio/text messages

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[--Although she's not so sure she believes this Klavier fellow (On second thought, didn't Sheryl mention his name to her once, too?) is a mere acquaintance of a friend to Akira.]

I see. I'm understanding you.

Yes, they really do sometimes. I've experienced it myself, more often lately.

[ you know he didn't even think about it, but now he is and he remembers when they first talked and how discouraged she seemed. he can't really imagine she takes anyone she comes to like disappearing all that well.

...he feels a little bit selfish then being so upset over aoba and koujaku, as if he's the only one who this sort of thing happens to. maya's been here much longer than he has and he's sure she's ended up getting close to way more people just by her natural disposition than akira ever will in his life.

it's easy for someone like him to resign and return to his cold and distrusting demeanor to hopefully avoid feeling like this again.

but... maya... ]

I see.

[ he wants to say sorry or something in reality, but somehow that's just weird to write in text (also, he's not good at offering any kind of comfort). after a few moments, he'll send an additional message, though. ]

Are you free anytime soon?

[She didn't particularly expect the second message, but it's also not like she'd be doing a lot after receiving his first aside from blankly staring into the distance from whichever seat she finds herself in, raking through the memories of the ones she's lost and so quickly, too.

For all that she is upbeat and tries to hide most of it, Maya Amano is a woman who comes to care about nearly all of the people in her life in some small but impacting way. It's not so much full-out discouragement as it is simply an acceptance of a hard reality, still--]

Of course.

[The Maya Akira is "reading" now just might seem different, calmer, more mature, motherly in comparison to her usually cheerful default self.]

Let me meet with you, then. Whenever and wherever you want.

[Huh. "Whenever and wherever" she wants.]

Well... I'm fine with whatever works for you, probably, Akira-kun.

The magazine's office is a good place to find me at the very end of the day, otherwise when I'm out and about I can meet you somewhere.

[ he doesn't answer right away, mostly because he's sitting there thinking what he should probably say. it's actually kind of annoying to realize now with koujaku and aoba gone, he really doesn't have much "commitment" or other types of concerns to deal with. he's going to be as free as he is currently starting to feel listless about the loss.

...wow, he needs a job or something, this sure is bullshit!!! ]

I guess it's safe to say my schedule's opened up now, so whenever you're free and feeling up to it, just send me a note.

It's opened up?

[Not just "opened up", either, but "safe to say" it's opened up and "now". She picks up on these flags pretty easily.]

Are you sure you're all right? [Read: is this just about the one man, Klavier, who wasn't even so terribly close?]

[ he has so many issues beyond his temporary abandonment pity party, maya-nee, you don't even know. ]

Yeah.

[ he wants to leave it at that, but at the same time he feels like he's undermining her intelligence by doing so. the fact she asked again makes him realize she's picking things out of text. so he does send her an additional text maybe ten minutes later. ]

I was spending a lot of time with my roommate and his best friend
for the past few months here but
they've both gone home, as well.

It's a little weird.

[A little weird... For some reason, Maya believes the situation is more than a little weird to Akira. Perhaps it's a little sad, too, and a little troubling. A little concerning?

Even if the sentiment is unconscious and not exactly voiced, she's grateful he eventually decides to tell her additional things because she knew there was additional things going on here.]

So it was more than one person, who left you recently.

[What else is there to say to that?]

I'm very sorry. I'm here for you.

[ he wouldn't really know how he's actually feeling other than empty. mostly, he hadn't realized they'd had any lasting effect on him at all until he found them suddenly gone.

but the way she words her response seems to make the most sense to akira, even if he doesn't want to admit it. yeah, maybe he really does feel left behind.

or just really stupid for letting himself get that involved.

he doesn't... know what to reply with, though, when he reads that last sentence. she's... really something to even offer that to him with how little she knows him. he wants to feel skeptical, though, rather question if that's just him reading too much into it from what he knows of her so far (how would she probably say that if they were talking in person?). she's a really nice person, too, it could just be polite etiquette (not that akira would know since he's never been really polite to anyone in his life).

he really just wants to take it as text written with no meaning behind it. he's already feeling the constant sting of making the wrong decisions and losing what he can't ever seem to realize he may have had until it's slipped from his grasp. so, isn't it enough? keisuke, koujaku, aoba... he's done. really. even being generally interested in the well being of people he didn't have a strong attachment to and spend a lot of time with like aoba and koujaku such as tohru previously and now currently yuuki... it's too much frustration. he doesn't want any of it (and he never did so why did people try to give it to him only to abandon him in the end?). ]

Maya.

[ ...but he can't. he can't do that to her because nothing he's seen from her points to her as anything but sincere and loving. for a second something tingles around his shoulders, neck and just under his jawline and he wonders if this is what it was like to have a sister. older or younger, they seemed to give the utmost care and love without expectation.

so he types what he probably couldn't ever say, and maybe it isn't sufficient (because it's not), but he needs to try. ]

Thank you.
Really.

[It's sufficient.

She can be kind of his Big Sis, like she's been to so many others.

It's easy for her to take on that role, just as it's easy -- if uncommon -- for her to take his thank you full on right now.]

You're welcome.

[He might be surprised how many people outside of himself, people stronger and more loving and weaker and possibly even more secluded, benefit from hearing those four little words.

"I'm here for you."]

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