Death Weapon Meister Academy

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"Maybe we should go to class today, just to find out stuff..."

"Yeah, I guess that'd be the right decision." Yuko said, stopping her walk which was leading to outside and turning around casually, but not really starting to walk just yet, "It's going to be a pain in the ass listening to that one hag teacher though... She's a nuisance." Yuko grumbled, though it was quite obvious that it was all her who was causing the trouble.

They probably won't let us take missions today, but maybe later on..."

She sighed and answered, "That's probably right too... What, they think us first years can't handle anything? I'm pretty damn sure we can. Hell, you and I could probably take on a fully fledged witch since we're so great after all!" Yuko grinned, actually looking forward to when that moment would come. After all, being the first to actually get rid of a witch could raise her and his reputation, and that was something she'd like, as anyone and everyone would know. Though, anyone and everyone would also know that for first years, it'd be nearly impossible to get rid of a witch.

"I think we have to get a paper or something for it to accept it. That's what I heard..."

"Well, when that time comes, we'll have to hurry up to get the best ones before everyone else." Yuko said with a nod, opening the door to her classroom casually this time rather than kicking it open like she did before. Her mood wasn't very bad anymore, so she wasn't really interested in making another loud appearance. Plus, she already made a 'great' first impression, what need was it for a second?

"So, We just gotta make you eat 99 kishin souls and a witch one right? It'll be easy!"

Now that thought of that made her really hyped up. Yuko was just a simple sword, but she wondered how dramatically she'd change as a death scythe. Another grin spread across her face as she said, "That be pretty damn cool if that actually happened- Sorry; When that happens. But you do know that I can't be simply carrying you the whole way, right kid?" She asked, poking his nose, "You're going to have to work to make me great too, you know." She then took a seat at her desk again, taking out another piece of paper that she stole from Ms. Airavata's desk as she began to fold it into her usual crane, "Don't let me down when that time comes, yeah?"

"ALL STUDENTS PLEASE REPORT TO YOUR HOMEROOM CLASSES! ONCE AGAIN ALL STUDENTS PLEASE REPO-HEY PATTY! DON'T TAKE THAT!" Another happier voice came onto the loud speaker.
"HEYA GUYS!! HEAD TO YOUR CLASSES NOW!~" Death the Kids' voice came to the PA. "Patty! You can't say it like that! It isn't even!!" before a long dial tone sounded out to signal that was the end.

Kutaki was still amazed by how big this place was. Whenever she traveled somewhere new sure she would see big buildings, but nothing this big and she was never allowed into those buildings. She wondered how long it must have taken to make this place. When Rioichi said he didn't pick up anything about the teacher she was hesitant in trusting his word but ended up in doing so in the end, after all he was her Meister and she would need to get used to not being so independent. She sighed in her head realizing being a "partner" was going to be more difficult than she originally thought. She was a weapon after all and wouldn't really be able to do anything by herself so she did need someone to help her, but she wasn't used to that.

In her past, she had never asked someone for help before, not once. When someone asked her for help she would get it done by herself. Now having to put most of her future in her partner's hands made her a bit nervous. For once she didn't know what was going to happen, what her partner was going to do; especially with such an erratic partner made it worse. But when they talked on the wall she also did feel there was something about him that she could put her trust in; that if she was going to work with someone for once in her life it would be him. So she tried her best to follow her partner's lead, about the teacher situation, and let it go, but being who she is it was completely let go. A part of this nagging feeling moved to the back of her brain where it stayed hidden within the shadows of her mind, waiting.

When they were just about to go to the balcony, something Kutaki really wanted to see as she loved high up views of cities, the intercom came on and Death the Kid told them to head to there classes. The hour must be up, Kutaki thought, spinning on her heel to head back to their class. She smiled as Patty's voice came on over the intercom as well and the bickering between Death the Kid and one of his weapons. It was admirable the type of chemistry Death the Kid had with his weapons. It wasn't a romantic one by far, but just an old friendship. Kutaki half-wondered how long they had worked together to get to the point where they were in their relationships.

"You'll definitely have to show me the balcony later Rioichi," Kutaki said, hoping they would have time later; if not she would just have to sneak away later that night herself to check it out. She stopped and turned to him, catching his eyes for only a second before turning them away to look out the window, "By the way do you have some name that's shorter than Rioichi because that name is quite the mouthful?"

Rioichi Hisagi

"Shorter than Rioichi? Well, I guess just call me Hisagi" Rioichi smiled at Kutaki "And about the balcony, we could head up there after school, it's got a great view of the city" Rioichi turned "Well let's head to class, we don't want to be late, now do we? Race you!" Rioichi said as he bolted down the hallway.

I wish I had met Kutaki sooner, this partnership is going great! Rioichi thought to himself as he dodged students meandering to ther assigned classrooms. With this race, I get to see how fast Kutaki is, great idea Rioichi! Rioichi congratulated himself on his brilliant idea, but slowed down his running pace as he pondered how fast Kutaki would have to be to defeat him in the race.

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~Sinya yawned silently as she walked into the DWMA's front gate, needless to say, she was tired and did not sleep well the previous night. Not to say she didn't sleep, no, more like she was asleep for an hour and was awoken by the people next door. She didn't like them much, and she showed it to them on multiple occasions. Though her thoughts and rather, her being tired was soon interrupted by the PA going off. Which admittedly scarred the living hell out of her, which the way she jumped was rather amusing to even her, she had jumped a little and nearly lost her balance, though she soon corrected herself and walked towards her assigned classroom silently. To her, the DWMA seemed filled with life, which she seemed to like as she threw on a gentle smile.

~Soon Sinya sighed, she realized that she... Was lost. Only thing it seemed was the place was bigger in actuality than what she had pictured in her mind. Needless to say, it was mildly flustering to her, she had no clue where to go, until she ran into a teacher, this one seemed off to her, though she brushed it aside and wrote something down handing it to the woman, soon eying her, light blonde hair almost the same length as Sin's and blue eyes that were almost the opposite of her crimson red eyes as she read her own handwriting, which said: "I'm lost in finding my homeroom. My name is Sinya Amester-Bashiin, I do not know where or what my homeroom is, can you please help me in this?" she silently sighed knowing she is way too nervous to speak before putting on a mildly upset face, she felt ashamed of herself as she looked down. She waited for the response.

((Finally! My schedule isn't keeping me from posting!))

Arika, who was making her way to her classroom, stopped as a young student stopped her, asking where her homeroom was. She turned to look at the student. "IF you don't know your homeroom, come with me. We assign rooms to whoever registers with us, and that means you're in my class now." She said with a slight smile, leading her to her new classroom.


When she arrived, she sat her book on her desk. "Class is now in session. First things first: My name is Arika Arivata. I was a meister here ever since I was eight. I graduated class as a three-star meister Yes, I managed to create a Death-scythe, and she's currently running the England branch of the academy. A few other things before we begin- please begin to make living arrangements with your partner as soon as you can. Living together allows for a greater synchronization, as well as other benefits. Also, unmatched students should hurry and find someone they deem fit to find a partner- while we aren't trying to rush you, you won't be able to participate in as many activities.

With that, Arika opened her book. "Now then, lee=t's begin an intro to soul identification, shall we?

Kutaki started walking back to their class when she heard Rioichi yell something and then breeze pass her. For a second she was frozen, confused about what was going on, but then ran after him. She moved through the crowd of students easily, this wouldn't be the first time she had to run through a thick crowd. Only problem was that it was so thick with other students heading to class she couldn't tell where her partner was; was he ahead or behind her?

Either way she kept running, her long hair sometimes whipping other students; she didn't even look in their direction when this happened. It didn't seem to take long before Kutaki was catching up with Rioichi, then matching his speed.

"Oh come on, please don't tell me you're throwing the race for my sake," she said as she passed him, her pace picking up. She honestly loved running as it was the closest thing to flying that she could do without wings. If there weren't so many people she could really let her speed go and just run for the sake of running, but with other in the hallway she had to tone it down a bit so she didn't accidentally run into someone else.

She arrived at the class first, quickly spinning to lean against the wall. She wanted to make it look as though she had been waiting forever even if it was only a couple seconds. Her breath was erratic as her heart pounded in her chest; a smile on her face which had turned slightly pink, and her eyes blinking as they tried to moisturize themselves. As Rioichi came up, she said nothing. Just turned with a smirk and headed into the class before the teacher had come in.

It seemed as though she had just gotten comfortable when their teacher arrived. The teacher made some announcements about living arrangements, getting a partner if you hadn't yet, and then said they would start with soul identification. By this time Kutaki was back down to earth, her breathing, though still slightly hasty, was at least quieted now. She let her chin fall into her arms as the their teacher began the lesson.

Rioichi Hisagi

Rioichi followed Kutaki into the class, which was filled with whispering people. They quieted down when they saw him, and shuffled to the side when he sat down. If people move from wherever I sit, that means I can sit wherever I want! Yes! Rioichi thought, taking the positive from the negative. After listening to what the teacher had to say about partners, he tried to hold back a victorious yell, because this year he wasn't one of the only people without partners. Living arrangements hm? I should ask Kutaki after class about that. Rioichi closed his eyes and sighed, then sat and listened to things he already knew.

After hearing their teacher drone on about the basic stuff, Rioichi rested his head on his hand and started thinking. Kutaki beat me to the class, which means she's very fast, I don't know her weapon form yet, so I can't really devise anything right now, I can't assume anything either, because if I assume wrong, then that would screw up any strategy that I plan right now, I guess I should just wait and think... about this.... later... Rioichi thought before nodding off as the teacher kept speaking.

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~Sin had nodded, she soon followed the teacher whom almost forced her into the class. Since she didn't sign up for any particular class, she was fine with it, beggars can't be choosers. Though on the way she realized the unfortunate matter of; she had no weapon. The worse part about it was also her inability to really "Talk" was hindered by her Social Anxiety Disorder. Though, it wouldn't help but try, she carried a white board around to "talk" when needed. But still followed the teacher now to her class, though she did see a weapon rather recently asking around for a miester. Yet she figured he may have found someone by now since he was running around like a lunatic asking every miester he could. Though by the time she remembered the image of said man, she was already at the homeroom door. Though that didn't exactly stop her, she had noticed him a few meters back and decided to chase him down, knowing full well she could be snapped at for what she was doing. But none the less, she needed a weapon more than the knowledge in class as of the time being.

~After running for about three or so minutes of searching she found the weapon. She was happy she found him, though she didn't enjoy the fact that she had run into him. Needless to say she tried to take a step back, yet tripped as she did so and ended up falling back, she managed not to get hurt. Though soon felt a surge of timidness and self-deprecation because of it. In her mind she came off as clumsy and rather spacey even though she knew herself better as a more graceful and rather down-to-earth sort of person. Sin soon looked up at the man, and waited for him to basically tear into her for running into him.

Kaiden ended up being a very upset Weapon. In all of the people he had approached, he was either turned down because they had already found someone, or because they did not want to be his partner, but the fact was that nobody he asked wanted anything to do with being his wielder. It wasn't like he was asking rudely, or coming off as a bad Weapon either, just nobody would accept him. How couldn't he be sad? But even as he was getting a tad bit depressed because I had this whole goddamn post and accidently exited my browser he couldn't find a friend.

"Well" he sighed. "Maybe my class will have someone..."

Now that he thought about it he did not exactly know the whereabouts of said classroom. In his attempts at finding his partner, he forgot to ask about his homeroom. This provided the perfect opportunity for him to forget about not finding his Meister right away, so he then began to walk behind the students who were piling up at the doors to get into the academy so that he could ask a teacher where he should be headed, or ask them who would know such a thing. But, as much students as there were, he would have to wait a while before he could properly speak to a teacher, for they were probably going to be busy guiding their students and making sure each one was there. His would probably be not be checking off his name until he would be considered tardy, which did upset the boy because he disliked making people wait longer than need be unless absolutely necessary.

And soon, after a few minutes, the horde in the hallways disbanded, leaving but a few students left lingering in the hallways, some talking, some simply walking as though they were asked to go somewhere. He was the only one glancing about, lost. He decided that since the teachers weren't busy making sure everyone was there, he would be able to ask the nearest one. He could think about getting to class first, and finding a Meister later----

*THUMP*

Kaiden was forced forward a step due to an impact to his back, nearly startling him. While it didn't really hurt or force him to his feet, being struck in the back doesn't go unnoticed, so Kaiden turned around to see what the cause was. And he found the cause sitting on her butt, presumbably from running into him and being the lesser of the two forces at work. She had a nice head of beautiful white hair that easily outlengthed his own. This was the first thing he noticed, but his gaze soon met hers, and he saw an unpleasant expression on an otherwise pleasant face. This, being unacceptable by he, made Kaiden speak first, and with a smile.

"In a hurry, I see." this was a pure assumption based on her rather quick pace down the halls and into his back. He offered her his hand up, as it was only a naturual thing. "I am too. My name is Kaiden, and sorry if I was in your way, I'm a bit lost, I have to admit."

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~Sinya took his hand and soon rose to her own feet before bowing. Now would have been a good time for Sin to speak, but she was still too anxious to speak again. Thus she held up her pointer finger as a "Hold on a second." before taking out the whiteboard she had and quickly wrote her response, "Nice to meet you Kaiden, I'm Sinya, I was actually looking for a weapon." it read as she put a pleasant face on and stood in a way that more though was anxious than usual. Sin was never good at introductions, though this was. Okay, excluding the fact that she unintentionally wrote in her native tongue, Korean.

~Though not realizing the sign, Sin still eyed the man, he seemed nice enough. That is, Sin didn't feel terrified of him like most men. Though she still was scared and hoped to the goddesses she believed in that the man wouldn't do any sort of harm to her as she kept her pleasant face as she nearly fell apart on the inside with her own self doubt and in a sense intimidation.

Kaiden pulled the young lady from her butt and put her on her feet as she then bowed and presented him a whiteboard with some text he could not read on it. He could gather than it was eastern, maybe Chinese or the sort, but the specifics were beyond him as he never really studied into those languages. So he could not be sure if she was calling him names or something, but judging by the kind look on her face, he figured that this was not the case, and he kept his own smile because of it.

"Ah," he began. "I'm sorry, but I can't read that." came a calmer, warm voice to clarify.

When she originally showed him the whiteboard, he, like everyone else who was put in the same situation, wondered why she needed one in the first place. Why not just use her voice? The most obvious conclusion was that she couldn't. Maybe she was born without one? Instantly, his mind wondered to the thought of how it would be without a voice, and he did not like that thought one bit. How hard would it be to greet people in the hallway when their back was turned without one? Man, a hard life indeed. He did feel a bit sorry for the young girl.

And I bet she would have such a wonderful voice too...