the soul&#x27;s dwelling

@ifeelforall

“Um… i-it’s nice t-to meet you…….” He kept his eyes down, his fae hidden under his bangs.

Maka smiled lightly. "You remind me of someone," she replied.

brakethenight

Tangled/Soul Eater; in which Soul's smolder is broken

jazzyscythe-deactivated20120929

Maka frowned. “You’re not much of a story teller, are you?” she asked, having hoped for a much more vivid and entertaining story from him. Surely this princess was important if an entire kingdom yearned for her retrieval. Maka wasn’t exactly sure the exact year of the princesses birth, but she’d been watching the lights for as long as she could remember. Did they really still think they could find her?

“I hope they find her,” she responded with a smile. Even if it meant that the lights would stop, at least the king and queen and the rest of the kingdom would have their princess again.

“You guessed it, Blondie.” He chuckled lightly, quirking an eyebrow towards the golden-haired girl. The fact that he didn’t know many of the facts, since he hadn’t bothered in staying in the kingdom for that long, plus the fact that he couldn’t get into the place without being swarmed by guards, meant that he probably would never know the entire story.

Soul could honestly care less whether or not they found the girl, but he nodded softly anyway. “Yeah, guess so..” He murmured to himself, kicking a small rock as they strode through the forest.

Maka could tell that he was a man of a few words and she was a girl of a thousand words. How exactly they would be able to work together was beyond her, but she sighed and followed him anyway, careful to keep her hair from tangling in anything. This was nice, but she wasn't looking forward to brushing out her hair later and finding all the leaves and twigs.

"So...you don't talk much, I take it."

#-SNUZZLES-

@ifeelforall

“H-hi, Maka…..”

"Hi." She smiled.

... of sorts... X3 so what would u two do?

She just sighed. "We would take off our clothes and have sex. Is that what you want me to say?"

Maka huffed as she swung her leg at the dummy before her, channeling all the rage and anger she was currently housing into the lifeless piece of fake flesh. “Stupid…” she mumbled, stumbling back to her feet. It felt nice to be able to beat the crap...

genericallygeneric

the soul's dwelling: @weapon-meister-blackstar

"HAHAHA! You'll find a way to get hurt!" he said teasingly. *surprised at her expression* "Yeah.. your totally calm... somethin botherin ya maka?" he asked, feeling concerned.

She just glared for awhile, not saying anything but wondering whether or not she should just rip his larynx out already. "Soul and I had another fight."

@ifeelforall

The girl sighed as she wandered down the street, clutching her schoolbag to her shoulder. It was after school and after an argument with Soul, she was headed out to the library to get some peace and quiet away from her partner.

With her attention shifted to replaying the fight over and over, she hadn’t noticed the light pole. However when the strap of her bag snagged onto a loose nail, she became very much aware of the contents of her bag slipping out through the newly torn hole, tumbling onto the floor in a mess of books and paper.

Joshua was asleep on the sidewalk, not even a yard away from the pole, his back up against some building. He woke up at that sudden sound, grabbing his long, white cane as he stood up. “”Um.. a-are you alright? I-it sounded like something f-fell…”

“Ah, I’m alright.” She stiffened, having not noticed him. Damn, she hadn’t even been paying attention to her soul perception. She snapped back to reality when a piece of paper fluttered before her face, before the wind carried it away. “Though I think I just lost my homework,” she groaned.

“O-oh, um….. I-I’m sorry, I… I-I shouldn’t b-be distracting you… p-probably j-just let you g-get your stuff…. s-sorry…” He took a shrinking step back.

“Oh, uh, it’s okay. It’s not problem. I can just get another copy from the professor, it’s not due until next week anyway,” she nonchalantly replied, reaching for the rest of her things and shoving them into her bag, cringing lightly. She hated disorganization with her school things, but she would fix that later.

“O-oh… um… a-alright…….. I-I’m Joshua…”

"Nice to meet you. I'm Maka."

I’m just not emotionally well right now.

“Ah, how so?”

Just — ugh. I dunno how to explain. Some random and stupid mood just overwhelms me and makes me feel all bah.

"Oh, well, we've all been there a couple of times."

killmaster-andre replied to your post: Welp, I’m here. Not like that’s really of any importance.

Hey.

“How are you?”

Okay I guess.

“That’s good.”

Not really.

She just raised an eyebrow.

I’m just not emotionally well right now.

"Ah, how so?"

-tsk tsk tsk- no windows X3

"What the heck. What is this, like a prison or something?"

@ifeelforall

The girl sighed as she wandered down the street, clutching her schoolbag to her shoulder. It was after school and after an argument with Soul, she was headed out to the library to get some peace and quiet away from her partner.

With her attention shifted to replaying the fight over and over, she hadn’t noticed the light pole. However when the strap of her bag snagged onto a loose nail, she became very much aware of the contents of her bag slipping out through the newly torn hole, tumbling onto the floor in a mess of books and paper.

Joshua was asleep on the sidewalk, not even a yard away from the pole, his back up against some building. He woke up at that sudden sound, grabbing his long, white cane as he stood up. “”Um.. a-are you alright? I-it sounded like something f-fell…”

“Ah, I’m alright.” She stiffened, having not noticed him. Damn, she hadn’t even been paying attention to her soul perception. She snapped back to reality when a piece of paper fluttered before her face, before the wind carried it away. “Though I think I just lost my homework,” she groaned.

“O-oh, um….. I-I’m sorry, I… I-I shouldn’t b-be distracting you… p-probably j-just let you g-get your stuff…. s-sorry…” He took a shrinking step back.

"Oh, uh, it's okay. It's not problem. I can just get another copy from the professor, it's not due until next week anyway," she nonchalantly replied, reaching for the rest of her things and shoving them into her bag, cringing lightly. She hated disorganization with her school things, but she would fix that later.

killmaster-andre replied to your post: Welp, I’m here. Not like that’s really of any importance.

Hey.

“How are you?”

Okay I guess.

“That’s good.”

Not really.

She just raised an eyebrow.

@weapon-meister-blackstar

Maka huffed as she swung her leg at the dummy before her, channeling all the rage and anger she was currently housing into the lifeless piece of fake flesh. “Stupid…” she mumbled, stumbling back to her feet. It felt nice to be able to beat the crap out of something without worrying about whether or not it was okay. When the door opened behind her, she straightened up, glancing back. “What do you want?”

genericallygeneric

He heard the sound of someone training and acted on instinct. Opening the door to see who it was, he was shocked to see his friend enraged. “Whoa, calm down Maka! Your gonna hurt yourself” he said with a laugh, and a kind smile.

The girl felt a small, angry pout grace her face. "I highly doubt this dummy is going to hurt me," she replied, punching it again for emphasis. "And I am calm!" A growl escaped her.

Tangled/Soul Eater; in which Soul's smolder is broken

jazzyscythe-deactivated20120929

Maka gave a light shrug, a small smile on her face. “Well, everything seems great right now. You know, I’ve never left my tower before. Not ever. Not even just out around it. My mama says that there are horrible people outside that will try and take my hair if I leave,” she explained, a light hint of guilt rising within her when she thought of her mother.

She looked over at him, green eyes watching him for a moment. “…You said they were for the ‘lost princess’, right?” she asked slowly. “What exactly is that about? It seems like a big deal, but I’ve never read anything on it.”

Soul’s crimson gaze fell upon the girl’s long golden hair with a raised eyebrow before staring back towards her. “Woulda never guessed.” Sarcasm dripped from his tone. “Well, can’t say she’s wrong.” The thief shrugged lightly - he had no idea what was so special about her hair, but he wouldn’t question. He didn’t care, honestly. All he wanted to do was get this girl into the kingdom, show her the lights, and bring her back home to retrieve his satchel.

“Lost princess? Sure. They had ‘em up for her birthday, I believe, but she was taken by someone. So they light ‘em up each year in hopes they’ll find her again.” He shrugged lightly, not sure if that was the complete story, but that’s all he knew.