[The crash of the waves is probably the first thing audible, and the view shifts. It's dark out, well past sunset. There are rocks in the background and she's not making much effort to hide her emotions.]
Hey, Reborn? When you get this can you tell me, when was the last time you heard from Ezio or Zuko?
[The reply comes promptly, almost immediately following hers.]
I haven't seen either of them in a few days now. Granted, I don't flatter myself that I'm so close to either of them that an absence of a few days on either side would be particularly notable.
It's nothing. [It was proably silly to think they'd be there, a last ditch hope, the last place she'd expect to find either of them. She'd realized it as soon as she said it.]
No, maybe, I don't know. [Her brow furrows, her tone carries some frustration with it, and for a moment she bunches some of her hair into her free hand and shuts her eyes. With a loud exhale, she tries again. Ezio had warned her about this but she'd forgotten about it in the emotional bustle.]
Sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you this late- [Probably not what he meant, but she can't really keep her thoughts straight and she's half apologizing for that more than anything.]
[Before Reborn closes the door to the empty apartment, he glances back, almost out of habit. It had been far too quiet of late, everything neat and in its proper place, edges squared up with almost ruthless efficiency.
He takes a deep breath, and locks the door behind him.]
[Reborn is still not entirely used to an empty apartment, though perhaps that would change in the near future anyway. So he has yet to finish buttoning his shirt as he walks barefoot to the door to open it, his tie draped over his shoulders loosely.
Seeing Maya is, as always, a very welcome surprise.]
Merry Christmas. [He greets with a smile, one eyebrow raised.] Did I miss something?
You've been invited, by Stocking Anarchy, to attend the premier of
PANTY ANARCHY'S PORN TAPE! HOT THROAT LOOPY ROLL!!!!
The cost is 86 stellas. A buffet of different foods will be provided. The viewing will be held at the theater on January 5, 2013, at 3:00pm. Please attend and enjoy!
[Not having had a particularly active Christmas Eve, Reborn doesn't glance at the screen before he picks it up, his voice a mix of formal and inquiring]
This is Reborn speaking. [It sure sounded loud over there...]
... I wanted to. [And yes, she does say that as if it's the end-all, be-all answer of the matter. Her small bundled present probably comes into view as she carefully slides past him into the apartment, nice smile in place. Woah! She's becoming an expert at this sort of thing.]
Thank you. I do. You should take your time with gifts, mm?
[Standing, Maya isn't quite sure what to do with herself, but she's also clearly not that put out by not knowing. Gloves come off and are pocketed and scarf lowered away from her lips, what she had brought for him carefully balanced all the while.]
I guess I can't deny the fact a mug of hot chocolate sounds divine! You're sure it wouldn't be too much trouble?
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