[ well this is an unexpected bird call. it's late enough that frühling can respond to her message with little delay. she tries not to sound too pleased, but interest lies in her vocal timbre. ]
You'd like to take it up now, little girl? To what reason should I owe recognition?
[ a part of asami isn't even certain why she's doing this. she hardly knows fruhling, despite the woman having provided her with a ton of good, useful information, for virtually nothing. but while asami knows it'd be foolish to trust her completely, here she is... ]
I'm not a little girl. [ already, she fails. words spat out with more frustration than she would have liked, and she berates herself. struggles to keep calmer in the next line. ]
Don't I? [ haha, how hard she tries. ] Don't tell me your guardian has landed here and you are absolutely livid about his betrayal, but still can't handle the heat.
[ revenge? it sounds nice. lovely, even. it's easy enough to put the blame on amon for all her father's sins when the man himself isn't here to take full credit of them. but she knows her father had made his own decisions. no one had twisted his arm about all of this. ]
No.
[ revenge... is too simple. that satisfaction would only be temporary. ]
[ a better answer. frühling can finally hear evidence of asami's potential. however, despite her offer and eagerness to attract this girl, the actual prospect of teaching befuddles the assassin slightly. what she knows and does had been developed by force. does asami feel the same pressure? would it be in her to abandon some of the humanity people seems to so cherish?
well. if she's taken this much time to come to her, then she must be prepared.
frühling breathes quietly; then, with a hard edge, like the turning of a blade. ]
We may continue speaking on this private line, or we may commence your training in person.
[ that actually surprises asami. she hadn't thought it'd be that easy. but then she's quick to remind herself that the true hard part is just about to begin.
with a breath not nearly as quiet as fruhling's, asami responds. ]
...in person, please. [ it's more out of respect and courtesy than a plea. but there is still a hint of a plea there. ] I don't know how much time I have to waste.
[ every other moment frühling is secretly doubting herself, not because she doesn't believe she can't teach this girl a thing or two, but because it startles her how much she's changed, how much she's interacting with others without cutting them dry.
it's different, but nothing frühling can't digest with a straight face. she sends asami some coordinates to a bar in the fire district. ]
I will be expecting you in no more than ninety minutes.
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voicemail; backdated to a little after amon's arrival
Frühling. It's Asami.
About that help you offered before...
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You'd like to take it up now, little girl? To what reason should I owe recognition?
voicemail;
I'm not a little girl. [ already, she fails. words spat out with more frustration than she would have liked, and she berates herself. struggles to keep calmer in the next line. ]
Something's come up. You don't need to know.
voicemail;
voicemail;
...no. Not my father.
[ someone worse. someone who could hurt other people, not just her. someone who has too much power over her. ]
His employer.
voicemail;
Do you seek revenge?
voicemail;
No.
[ revenge... is too simple. that satisfaction would only be temporary. ]
I want control.
voicemail;
well. if she's taken this much time to come to her, then she must be prepared.
frühling breathes quietly; then, with a hard edge, like the turning of a blade. ]
We may continue speaking on this private line, or we may commence your training in person.
voicemail;
with a breath not nearly as quiet as fruhling's, asami responds. ]
...in person, please. [ it's more out of respect and courtesy than a plea. but there is still a hint of a plea there. ] I don't know how much time I have to waste.
voicemail;
it's different, but nothing frühling can't digest with a straight face. she sends asami some coordinates to a bar in the fire district. ]
I will be expecting you in no more than ninety minutes.
voicemail;