“I’ll Call to let her know we’ll be dropping by for a visit. We’ll make sure it’s in the afternoon so she won’t feel obligated to make us dinner or lunch.” Ryuko takes a flip phone from her pocket and dials the number, waiting for her sister to pick up.
“Satsuki Kyriun speaking. Who is it?” The tone was clipped, businesslike. About what you’d expect from someone like Satsuki.
“Ryuko Matoi. Satsuki, I was wondering if I could stop by to ask you for a favor?” Ryuko looked.... distinctly uncomfortable with asking for help. It grated at her pride, but she wasn’t about to ask Diego to make the call for her. “Sometime in the afternoon, later today?”
“Yes, I think I can manage that.” Formal phrasing, but the tone went from ‘if this is a telemarketer I’m hanging up’ to ‘speaking I someone you only see on thanksgiving’. “What kind of favor?”
“There’s a quote-unquote god on the moon with a life-fiber cult.”
“I’ll find my sword. Do you still have Junketsu?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.” Satsuki hung up, staring at the wall with asigh. Even when she was dead her mother made life difficult.
Ryuko smiles at Diego, “Well.... I guess we should still visit to explain the details, but... she’s willing to help.”