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[heartandsoul]

Who: Maka + Kid + Rin + Whoever wants to come and visit at the Clinic!
When: Backdated to yesterday on the 29th of May, after Rin's network post
Where: THE CLINIC
Style: Action is preferred but I can change if you reeeeeally want to
Status: Ongoing, scenarios are listed under the cut!



[Scenario A:

Maka wasn't doing so well when she woke up--the last image in her mind was Asura's face looming, and the sharp, horrible pain of his hands breaking through her chest to the other side.

Oh. God. She's dead. It happened, she's dead. She couldn't save Crona or stop the Kishin.

So when she wakes, she's screaming, jerking violently around in her bed until she realizes that she's no longer on the battlefield. However, that does not mean her turmoil ends. Maka pats at her chest, realizing there's no hole, no pain, no Kishin, no Kid or Black*Star.

Where?

Then the memories of Vatheon flood back into her mind, signaled by her pressing her fingers to her forehead, hissing in pain.

...Ha. Hahaha. She's been here before. She's died here before. ...Where is Kid? Where's Rin? Has she finally succumbed to insanity, why does she feel nothing but fear and uncertainty? Where is the wound?]


[Scenario B:

"It's gone, it's not there anymore" was what she was told about the wound, though Maka is still lying in her bed jittering slightly at the memory, the feeling, was it real or was it not? She has so many questions, but all there is for an answer is overwhelming silence. She should be taking comfort in this silence, but it only drives her to wishing she could scream all the more.

But Vatheon. She's back in Vatheon. She had been taken away again and brought back with memories from her world leaving her hanging on a precipice of emotion, yet there were people she loved here. There was safety. Kid and Rin were here. It's all right, everything is all right.

Yet Maka still feels like she's going crazy. The trembling halts and all she is able to do is just stare at the blank white expanse of the ceiling.]

...I want to go home. Back to the villa.

[It's only a mumble to break the silence, but one thing at a time to bring back her peace of mind is what she wants at the moment.]

Comments

[heartandsoul]

[He can add in "completely mature grumbling and muttering about her shattered pride" to Maka's arsenal of mature acts.]

I'd rather go another round with the Kishin than do that.

[circumsutus]

In that case, you're staying here for a little bit longer.

[The slight grin fades.]

What happened?

[heartandsoul]

[Maka's hand goes to her chest--right in the center. That's where the memory of pain radiates and nags at her.

But was it even real?

Being killed...failure...]

We were fighting the Kishin...he...he did something to me...

[circumsutus]

How do you feel now? ["Something" is very vague, and her hand at her chest could indicate either a physical or non-physical injury (after all, that's where the soul hides)]

[heartandsoul]

...Helpless.

[And she hates that.]

[circumsutus]

[Maka he wanted physical not emotional he isn't your dad he doesn't do emotional.]

Most people would, after what happened to you. It will fade eventually.

[heartandsoul]

...[Then she makes an odd motion, like she's stabbing at herself in the chest.]

He said I was a nuisance and he needed to take care of me, so--so he shoved his hands right through my chest--out my back...but I don't see a mark or a scar or...anything! I don't know if that was in my head or not, and...[it's driving her a little crazy.]

[circumsutus]

I don't know either, Maka. [He catches her hands and holds them still.]

What he did to you isn't important because you're safe now.

Besides [No, Stein, don't try to bring some levity into this conversation.] if you died I'll bring you back.

[heartandsoul]

...N...no, I think I'll just take my chances with coming back to life Vatheon's way.

[Professa, pls.]

[circumsutus]

You would make a very nice zombie.

[heartandsoul]

Professor, I respect and care for you possibly more than you'll ever know. But I draw the line at zombies, period.

[circumsutus]

Did you write that in your will back home?

[heartandsoul]

I'm not telling you what I wrote in my will!

[...Not denying that she even wrote one in the first place. That's a good prepared Meister.]

[circumsutus]

If it doesn't clearly ban resurrection, then I'm sure I'll bring you back.

[heartandsoul]

[Sigh.]

I wrote that you're not allowed to experiment on my body in any manner after I'm dead. I'm pretty sure zombie resurrection falls under that.

[circumsutus]

It's not an experiment. Sid was an experiment, you would just be a patient.

[heartandsoul]

I don't want to be a zombie!

[PROFESSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--]

[circumsutus]

I'm sure your friends would all like you as a zombie rather than dead.

[heartandsoul]

Doesn't the consent of the host matter more than what the friends want?

[circumsutus]

Not if Lord Death asks for your revival. Your soul's too useful to go to waste.

[heartandsoul]

...I guess I have no reason to rest peacefully anyway after I'm dead. That's not what being a Meister is about.

[Well duh.]

[circumsutus]

Not until the world's at peace.

[Theirs not to make reply,/Theirs not to reason why,/Theirs but to do and die...]

[heartandsoul]

Mhm.

[...Awkward.

She's going to artfully segue into another to--]

Can I have a hug, Professor?

[Nope, just more awkward.]

[circumsutus]

[Yeah, that's just awkward right there. Nobody asks for hugs from Stein.

But he'll oblige her, just this once, sitting down on the bed beside her and wrapping her in a rather awkward embrace.]

[heartandsoul]

[Awww yiss, professa hugs are the best.]

I...found out that I could resonate with Papa back at home.

[It was weird and ultimately wasn't that was needed to fight on but...at the same time she felt so much stronger than before. Strange.]