‘ of course ! all students at signal academy forge their own weapons. ‘ her declaration is almost too nonchalant, as if being able to design & build what was called the most dangerous weapon ever designed was equivalent to the third place ribbon in a science fair. ruby’s smile was wide, all toothy & carefree as she held up three fingers. ‘ crescent rose & i have been a pair for almost three years now ! though i had two prototypes before i got to use the finished thing. putting a gun into a scythe is not easy, let me tell you. ‘
as she looked over maka’s scythe – soul, as she called him – she couldn’t help but get lost in the minimalist style, eyes traveling the lines making jagged piano key teeth, the large ovular eye decorating the connection between staff & blade. the sheer length of the blade alone made her heart swell with enough excitement to send her running across the entire town ! ruby’s still moving ‘round maka & the scythe as she answers, the inspection continuing without a hitch up until maka mentions a person within the scythe itself, & ruby stops dead in her tracks beside the scythe’s blade, soles screeching like car tires. ‘ he’s a what now ? ‘
a person that could turn into a scythe. it’s a fantasy scenario come to life right before her eyes ! ( even if she hasn’t seen this so called human form just yet, she’s prepared to take anything said as gospel right now. ) ruby’s hands ball into tight fists & her arms pull in close to her chest, as if trying to contain all the excitement in her tiny body. her eyes seem to form stars as she continues to stare, body vibrating slightly before she just can’t take it anymore & explodes into a loud cheer. ‘ holy cats, that’s the coolest flipping thing i’ve ever heard of !! ah, what a cool power to have ! i’m so jealous ! ‘
& just as quickly as her outburst starts, ruby realizes just how much of her weapon nerd side is showing, causing her to immediately shrink back into herself. she coughs into a loosely closed fist, avoiding eye contact. ‘ ehem, ehem. ahahah, i guess i should have warned you. i’m a little bit of a dork when it comes to weapons … it’s just really exciting to hear about all this stuff. ‘ ruby trails off, rubbing the nape of her neck in embarrassment.
‘ but, uh … mister soul, was it ? ‘ she asks, coming back around to poke gently at the top edge of the scythe’s blade. ‘ i don’t exactly know what a soul wavelength is, but maka said i could try holding you if you said it was okay ? wanna give it a try ? ‘
❛ that’s ... amazing. ❜ jeez. shibusen did the same thing --- technically. it looked like both of their schools had them make their own weapons, just in different ways. one much more literal. and impressive, from a technical and engineering standpoint. ❛ crescent rose, huh? ❜ maka looked over ruby -- her red motif, the rose petals that she’d created when moving fast. maka’s lips quirked up. ❛ makes sense. it fits you. ❜ she says, honest --- understanding. ❛ building your scythe ... it’s one of a kind, huh? created by you, just for you. i’m not surprised you two make such a good pair. ❜ even if crescent rose wasn’t an actual person and just a scythe, it must have meant as much as a person to ruby, with all the work that she’d put into it.
ruby was ... loud. but not unbearably loud, not like black*star was. maka wasn’t annoyed by her -- if anything, the other girl’s enthusiasm was a little ... infectious. maka couldn’t help the tiny laugh she let out. ❛ oh! no, don’t worry about it! ❜ maka exclaimed, reassuringly, and gave a wide smile. ❛ i don’t mind. if anything, it’s pretty refreshing to hear someone so passionate and knowledgeable on this kind of stuff. a lot of the people i know aren’t exactly the nerdy type. ❜ understatement of the year, she thought to herself. hearing ruby get excited, and want to know more ... it was satisfying in a way maka never really got to experience. she could relate to that thirst for knowledge. and she was more than happy to exchange it, too!
❛ careful now ... don’t go giving him a big head. death knows he’s got enough people stroking his ego as it is. ❜ memories of love letters and hastily scribbled requests and offers to become his meister, stuffed into and overflowing from soul’s school locker stuck out in maka’s mind. ever since he’d become a death scythe, he’d gotten even more attention than before. that’s what happens when you couple his so - called ‘bad boy attitude’ with the prestige of being one of shinigami - sama’s death scythes. one that maka had made, thank you very much! it was all about the looks though, not so much the skill. otherwise she’d have weapons flocking to her, too. maka pouted a little. whatever, didn’t matter. she knew her worth, and no matter how much posturing and flirting and falling over themselves the other meisters might do, they’d never be soul’s partner. she was. and it was going to stay that way, dammit. ❛ besides, being a meister is pretty cool too, you know! ❜ maka added, not above trying to shed some positive light on herself and all the other meisters out there. ❛ people with the weapon gene have the unique ability of turning themselves into demon weapons, while meisters have the unique ability to perceive and see souls. well ... most of them, anyway. those who can’t can typically utilize their soul wavelengths in physical form, offensively, and it packs a pretty powerful punch internally. some people can do both, but you have to be really skilled to be able to. but, what d’you say, soul? think ruby can hold you for a sec? ❜ she asks, peering down at her partner, and smiling when he gives a devil-may-care response.
while maka didn’t appreciate all the attention and vying girls had done, trying to become soul’s partner after becoming a death scythe, she wasn’t particularly worried about others trying to wield him. mostly because it wasn’t really possible. if she could deal with soul and black*star’s dumb plan in the beginning of the year to team up and try to beat kid, she could deal with ruby trying to handle soul for a minute or two. ❛ yeah, okay! it’s alright! but he miiiight be a little heavy. ❜ maka smiles at ruby, spinning her scythe in her hands before stopping it upright, and extends her hand out for ruby to take soul.
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