"Hello again. Iva."
Face to face with them same cracked reflection. A hour-hand and minute-hand. "I'm not pleased with your performance, you and your meister have collected a minuscule amount of souls. Don't you want to complete our life-long dream?". The same white background stained with bloody handprints. Iva inched closer to Avi. Iva was right. We will never become a death scythe without kishen eggs. "All in due time. Slowly but surely. Don't try to rush me when you aren't even in control." Iva stumbled back, clearly phased by this response. "Pardon me. Have a good day." Iva's mouth formed into a demented smile, before the dream faded.
Cold sweat. Avi was used to waking up drenched in it. Though this day, she had a feeling it would be a good one. She has battled her inner demons and reined victorious. Hopefully she didn't wake Mac up with her audible victory. In fact, Mr. Solo seemed to be fast asleep at the moment. Avi wasn't exactly the best cook, but she could at least create something edible. A rather bland american style meal with Eggs and Bacon. It tasted good, but nothing to ride home about. She set some aside for her partner before going to his bedside. After waiting for Mac to awake for a lengthy time, Avi finally gave up thanks to Mac being a deep sleeper. She got her bag and walked toward the academy. Hiking up the dreaded stair and inching her now-lifeless body to the job board.
It seeemed they were assigned Edgar A. Poe. an American writer, editor, and literary critic. He didn't seem to be a dangerous man, but the DWMA never steered her wrong. She sighted familiar faces. The feminine physique of Ms. Chalice, without her...What's a non-derogatory term? "Flamboyant" partner. The unusual duo of Qi and Sky. Though Avi only knew about these individuals because of her constant watching. Everyone else wasn't interesting enough, shuffling to their seats to avoid being tardy. As for some people, Cough Cough Mac. They didn't have a care in the world. Avi was a bit worried about Mac being late to class, but he was reliable as much as he is wild. Avi knew that Mac would get through the door, eventually.