[It's during the late afternoon, at a time when all three of the room's occupants are there, when Desidera's phone rings. The caller ID shows the name of one of her contacts, and it's one that, at least half the time, she lets go to voicemail and calls back sometime later. This time, however, she answers it after only a few moments' thought.
The first few sentences that she says are in Italian, and as such, largely unknown to Gunvolt outside of the very first words being a greeting—to her mother. After those sentences, however, she pulls the phone away and sets it down on her desk, and presses one of the buttons on the screen, putting the phone on speaker.]
Okay.
Roommates as in more than one? From what I recall when I brought you here, the rooms were for two students each, not three or four.
[Desi moves her right arm a bit, the bandage around it feeling honestly pretty annoying under the shirt and blazer of her academy uniform. The wound that Asimov had inflicted was dealt with by now, and so the bandage was there for a different reason.]
They are just for two, mother. It's just...you'll understand in a few minutes. We have some things to talk about.
Do we, now? I suppose it must be important, if you're bringing it up willingly. [GV might recall that Desi doesn't particularly like answering when her mother calls; though she's largely accepted things at this point, the fact remained that the woman was more or less the cause of it, and so there's been a minor—but visible—rift all this time despite it being clear that they still actually cared about one another.] Go on, then, I'm listening.
Well, before I begin... Since they're part of all of this, I think my roommates should introduce themselves.
[If she were doing a video call, she'd do the introductions herself, but with it being audio-only, it's better for them to be heard rather than just named.]
12/21, at the room again
The first few sentences that she says are in Italian, and as such, largely unknown to Gunvolt outside of the very first words being a greeting—to her mother. After those sentences, however, she pulls the phone away and sets it down on her desk, and presses one of the buttons on the screen, putting the phone on speaker.]
Okay.
Roommates as in more than one? From what I recall when I brought you here, the rooms were for two students each, not three or four.
[Desi moves her right arm a bit, the bandage around it feeling honestly pretty annoying under the shirt and blazer of her academy uniform. The wound that Asimov had inflicted was dealt with by now, and so the bandage was there for a different reason.]
They are just for two, mother. It's just...you'll understand in a few minutes. We have some things to talk about.
Do we, now? I suppose it must be important, if you're bringing it up willingly. [GV might recall that Desi doesn't particularly like answering when her mother calls; though she's largely accepted things at this point, the fact remained that the woman was more or less the cause of it, and so there's been a minor—but visible—rift all this time despite it being clear that they still actually cared about one another.] Go on, then, I'm listening.
Well, before I begin... Since they're part of all of this, I think my roommates should introduce themselves.
[If she were doing a video call, she'd do the introductions herself, but with it being audio-only, it's better for them to be heard rather than just named.]