1 Soul [Voice Post]

[soul_dissonance]

[In a matter of seconds, a new transmission pipes up on the communications network. It is silent for a few seconds, but in the background there is a sound of someone stirring, as if they are just waking up from a hard sleep. A pair of shoes grind against the floor as if there were some scattered pebbles underneath.]

Ow... My head.

Ugh... and what's that awful fishy smell...? ...Too bad that cat isn't around.

Nn...? What's that? [A few fingers brush up against the speaker of the device.]

A radio? The hell... Did someone just leave this there?

...There's a note. The World is ours, and there's nowhere left to run. [A pause, and then the note is crumpled up and thrown against the ground.]

If this is someone's idea of a sick joke, then it isn't funny. I must have gotten knocked out for my head to hurt this much...

Oi, Maka! If you're out there, then give me a shout! [Another pause.]

[Sigh] This is so not cool.

[[ooc Introduction post for one dazed and confused Soul Eater. Feel free to give him your best or worst. Also, small text = mumbled.]]

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[Voice]

[needs-symmetry.livejournal.com]

None of us 'feel like' sticking around. And as far as I know, my father is still at Shibusen. My guns, as well.

We are, in essence, trapped.

[ooc; SORRY SORRY SORRY. ALKSJF Poly ate me alive. ;__;]

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Dammit. It seems like today is just going from bad to worse. And I don't even want to think of how the rotting fish market next door is going to make me smell like later.

...what a joke. A Weapon without a Meister running into a Meister without his Weapons in a place like this. At least you don't have any hard feelings about your hair from the last time.

If there's no way out, then I'll make one. Like hell if anyone thinks they can just leave me stranded in this hellhole.

[[ooc It's okay, Ash-BB. No worries here. *fuzzles*]]

[Voice]

[needs-symmetry.livejournal.com]

I'd get used to that feeling if I were you.

...Yes, well. My balance was restored eventually and- it's probably better if we don't discuss my hair. At all.

Good luck.

...Do you have a place to stay yet, in the event that your efforts fail and you resign yourself to the fact that we may be here a while?

[ooc; I STILL SUCK.]

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[Sighs] I'm getting the feeling that I already have.

Thanks.

... Yeah, I have. There is some unfinished business that I have to take care of here first. But someone has already given me a map to this place and Deathscythe is offering that I stay at his apartment until I get my feet off the ground. I'll be fine.