021 ✤ radio

[akito]

[ there are quite a few things akito would like to address, but just the thought of trying to find the right words for it all is exhausting. so he keeps it simple, and focuses on what he wants to ask the most: ]

...The Foreigners have a resistance to the zhyris but not an immunity, right?

[ his voice is scratchy and he sounds tired, but otherwise doesn't sound all that bad. and it's totally not related in any way to his question. nope. no way. ]

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[akito]

What languages do you know?

[unetrustworthy]

French and Japanese.

[She used to be able to read both English and at least one of the major kedan dialects as well, but...that had been a Boon granted to her from "Asti". When Malicant was defeated, the ability left her.]

My French is better, but I can make out all the basic kanji I need to understand school books at my reading level.

[akito]

How is your katakana and hiragana? I could write it in simple Japanese. My French is only basic vocabulary...

[unetrustworthy]

Simple Japanese would be fine.

[She actually smiled in relief; that was an ideal situation for her, to be able to read her own contact.]

Would you like me to come by to sign it? I don't mind.

[akito]

I will contact you if it's confirmed I can't work for a little while, ne? I'll draft up a contract for you after that, and have Bird deliver it to the Hotel for you.

[ so you don't get sick too :c ]

[unetrustworthy]

[There is that. She had been sick once already, thanks to the spores. A relapse, or second illness, would be best observed from afar.]

Thank you.

If I'm not in, it can be left at the main desk. I'll make certain to check my mail when I get back.

[akito]

Bird will make sure to leave it at the desk with Anton if you're not there.

[unetrustworthy]

At the desk with Anton.

[She echoed a bit slower, as if to help remind herself. It had been as much for her sake as his. Nobody ever left mail for her, so checking would fall outside her usual routine.]

And how should I get it back to you?

[akito]

I'll send Bird back again the following day, so you have time to read it over.

[unetrustworthy]

Should I leave the signed contract back at the front desk, then?

[It seemed almost unnecessary to specify, except...she wanted to make sure that Bird didn't go hunting her down. Midii had grown accustomed to living in close quarters with several individuals. And she had grown up with three little brothers. Which meant that, while she could deal with having her privacy invaded when necessary...she also selfishly enjoyed having her space to herself, uninterrupted.]

[It was why she never agreed to meet with anyone in her actual room.]

[akito]

That should work.

[unetrustworthy]

Alright.

Thank you. For trusting me. And I do hope you feel better soon.

[akito]

[ he won't mention that he wouldn't trust her without the contract, because he's gotta cover his business' ass. bad business, bad income, bad lifestyle. :c ]

Un, thanks.

[unetrustworthy]

[It didn't matter. He trusted her enough to be willing to make a contract. In a language she could read. He could have just as easily turned her down and pushed on in spite of his illness.]

[That was what she meant.]

I'll be in touch.