#elizabeth-stein

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@elizabeth-stein

Serena was n her way to Dr. Stein's. She hadn't seen him in a while and just figured she should check up on him, and she needed a little help in class. Outside of the building, she spotted a girl. Did they know eachother? She quickened her pace. "Hello...?"

[t-h-e--m-a-d--s-t-e-i-n-blog]

↑ ㄨ ↓  ||    Stein swirved around in his chair to meet the group of new faces, except for Crona and Patty; he'll just deal with them later. 

    Oh, how he wanted to dissect them all, including the two familiars.

" Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy. Do you need help finding the dorms? ".

[1ststartotheleft-blog]

@elizabeth-stein

Rocket was sitting at her kitchen table, just staring at the baby whom was gnawing on her finger. "Where did you come from...?" She sighed, not really knowing the first thing about babies. She didn't want to wake Timber, he liked sleeping in late. As for Aimee, she worked much too hard so she didn't want to intrude on the little rest she ever got. She stood up, and began to pace around the table as she thought. "Who can help us out?" She questioned not really to herself, but to the baby, though she knew she wouldn't receive an answer. She sat back down, and slumped. The baby only stared at her. She looked over to the little baby. "Hey, baby, I've got an idea!" She smiled brightly as she grabbed the baby's seat and began to walk off with him. 

After sometime of walking, she arrived to a certain, dull place. She took a step back after knocking on the door. She stared, awaiting a friend of hers that just might be able to help. She was hopeful about it, her optimism shinning bright. The baby smiled up at her as she looked down upon his small, round face with rosy cheeks and big blue eyes. 

[1ststartotheleft-blog]

@elizabeth-stein

Rocket made her way around the city during the night as her usual evening routine. She whistled a tune quietly to herself as she walked through a really dull area of Death City. The cold night air hit her face, her hair shaking all around in the wind. She constantly stopped whistling just to blow her hair out of her face. She never let anything get her down though, or so she thought. 

[1ststartotheleft-blog]

@elizabeth-stein

Rocket skipped around Death City at night as she attempted to make conversation with her newly found miester, Timber. The shaggy haired, caramel-eyed teen looked at her in silence as she tripped over a tree root. He simply walked over to her just to help her up. He'd finally broken the silence between the two with simple words.

"You okay?"

He asked, she replied with a smile and a nod. She grabbed his hand then pulled herself back up. They were back in silence. Rocket thought for a moment then gasped. She looked over at him then grinned.

"We should practice some techniques, just because."

"Ah I see. We can learn to work with each other's ways, improve not improvise."

"Yeah yeah that!"

He shrugged as she put her hand out. Timber tightened his gloves then transformed into his weapon form, latching onto her arm right up to the shoulder. He revved up the drill. Rocket smirked.

"Now the first person we see we'll fight!"

"That's not very organized-"

"Enough talk!~" 

[artemisraine]

What Wanders Through The Halls

Artemis turned around at the sound of a voice to find a girl approaching her.

"Yes, I suppose I am," she confessed rather sheepishly. 

[kishinofmadness]

"I heared there was candy..."

"Oh?" He rustled around in the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a candy bar. "I feel kind of like a creep for this, but you can have it if you want." 

[kishinofmadness]

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