38 Souls [Voice Post]

[soul_dissonance]

What the hell was that...

It was like a flash, and... my mind ended up wandering somewhere it shouldn't have. I'm not really sure.

... [He sighs]

Just seeing things, huh...? But why a puppet, and-... Che. Am I really... that pathetic?

[He reaches up, rubbing at the top of his head. Not sore at all.] Hm. What a joke, but... I guess that part of it all was still pretty cool. It suited your style, even if it might have only been a dream.

Thanks, Maka.

[[ooc Soul had a dream about his future in the Soul Eater canon, which is a part of of the Operation Capture Baba Yaga's Castle arc. This entry highlights what he saw while he was under the influence of Arachnophobia's magic in Chapter 55.]]

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[Video&Voice]

[ineuphony]

[Accidentally pressing the video and voice button due to her grip on the communicator, the vision wavers along with the sounds of pants as if someone seems to be running. But then the person stops; one to catch breath and two because a familiar voice caught the communicator holder's attention. Finally, Maka's face comes to view--however still panting; her expression a bit confused.]

W-What..?

[Video&Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[Soul switches on his own video feed, to be fair. He had nothing to hide. He actually looked fairly pensive, as if he didn't know how to take what he just saw awhile back. Himself as a puppet... that stupid little imp from the Black Room, mocking him, and-... The Weapon got a worried look on his face once when he saw Maka panting, looking confused.]

O-oi... What happened, Maka?

[Video&Voice]

[ineuphony]

[Standing upright and now caught up with her breathing, she turned her gaze away from the communicator to check her surroundings before glancing back to him.]

The more important question here is, are you alright?

[Video&Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

I wonder about that...

[He frowns, looking uncertain. He's sitting down, and slumps his arms down lazy over his legs, leaning forward.]

I'm not sure... I thought I saw something, that-... [He shakes his head.] ...Do you know what the hell is going on, Maka?

[Video&Voice]

[ineuphony]

[Turning her glance ahead of her now, Maka resumes on walking--however in a fast pace.]

From what I've gathered, people all over Discedo are either seeing ghosts of someone from their past or seeing the future. I'm not exactly sure what you saw, but if you saw someone from the past--don't worry too much, it's only an illusion. As for seeing the future...

[She trails off as she comes to a stop; checking her surroundings again before she starts up again.]

...Just remember that the future could always change. It's not one-hundred percent accurate.

In any case, where are you right now?

[Video&Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[He's having a really hard time believing what he's hearing, but... If you've been in Discedo long enough...]

That's... unreal. How could so many people be experiencing something like that? It's almost like... some kind of witch's magic.

...Hm. Yeah, I know. Don't worry.

[Magic. That triggered something in his brain, but he couldn't quiet put his finger on it. It did make him look a bit thoughtful and dazed though.]

The park. I was standing around when it happened, but... I must have sat down on some random bench like this after I woke up. I can't really... remember any of it now.

[Video&Voice]

[ineuphony]

I haven't quite figured that out yet. Edward seems to think that the scientists may have something to do with this.


The Park..?

[She shifts her eyes to a near by sign before looking down at Soul; giving him a firm nod--as her expression becomes more serious.]

Alright. I'm near there. I'm on my way.

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't put it past them... They've got more control over this city than any of us would like to think.

[His memories wandered back to the time when everyone's powers had been shut off. Even the ones who had their chips removed.]

Aah... Be careful.

[He added with a nod, before switching his communicator off and leaning back on the pack bench with a deep sigh. His arms stretched out and perched over the top railing, while the heels of his shoes balanced on the ground.

Soul tilted his head back, looking up at the stars, while his breath came out in white puffs from the cold.]

The future.. huh.

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[After a moment or so when she reached the park, Maka spotted her partner almost immediately and hurried over to him. She hunched over again--giving herself a chance to catch her breathing--however decides to speak between pants.]

I...need your help. A..friend of mine has gotten kidnapped. I'm..sure whoever this person is..is going to hurt her. And I can't fight without you.

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[Soul pulled his head forward, and straightened his slouch up at the sound of approaching footsteps. It wasn't hard to tell from those footfalls, but he was wondering why the rush. Plus his back was starting to hurt from sitting like that for too long.

He leaned forward, eying his partner with some concern.]

Even if wielding me would feel the same as if our soul wavelengths were mismatched?

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[Straightening herself now, Maka raise an eyebrow at Soul in confusion.]

...What are you talking about?

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Maybe you haven't noticed it yet, but...

Have you ever tried looking at the souls of the people around here before?

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

Well yes, I have tried. Papa told me I'm not able to because of the chip but---

[She pauses for a moment--putting two and two together--her eyes grows wide but then narrowed; a part of her still in denial.]

Transform.

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Oi...!

[Oh no. He didn't like the sound of this. Soul know how dangerous his partner's tenacity could be. He continued to sit down right there on that bench.]

Forget it. You'll just toast your hands faster that way, then then what?

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

I don't care! Transform!

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Che.

[He stood up, and then dug his hands in his pockets. Giving his Meister a hardened look, he closed his eyes and let himself be enveloped in the soft blue light of his soul. It reformed him, and his Weapon form floated in the air for a split-second.]

I hope you know what you're doing...

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[Without hesitation, she grabbed a hold of her weapon but then she winces sharply on how hot he is and immediately dropped him. For a moment, she switched glances at her hands and to the scythe on the ground before she clenched her fists. She let out a growl and reached for him once more. She cried out in pain but this time refusing to let go.]

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

O-ow!

[When Maka dropped him in his scythe form, he bounced onto the ground with a dull clang. It hurt no worse than getting bumped on the head, but it smarts. He should have seen it coming.

The eye at the head of the blade widened, however, when she reached for him once more and began to cry out in pain.]

That's enough, Maka!

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[She continued to try; continued to tell herself to hold out a little longer--however the pain was unbearable and she finally dropped him to the ground. A tiny whimper escaped her--feeling her palms aching--unable to move them without wincing.

'No..No..this..this can't happen. I...I can't use him.'

Maka turned her gaze towards her weapon on the ground; wanting to try one last time but she felt if she did so, her hands will melt. However, she refused to give up so easily.

'Then that leaves one option.'

Turning her back to her weapon, Maka loosely curled her fingers before heading off towards a direction.]

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[Over and over again, he kept falling like a dead weight. At first he felt frustrated, telling her to give it up because it was senseless. She would only be hurting herself this way.

Then as he saw her look down at him from above, only guessing at what she could possibly be thinking right then, and he started to feel a tinge of sympathy.]

Maka...

[The eye on the scythe blinked curiously at her, flexing slightly as she headed off.]

O-oi! Where are you going? Maka!

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

I'm going to fight the old fashion way!

[Once she shouted enough for him to hear, she increased her walking--trying to remember which place she already searched--however, she had no problem in retracing her steps.]

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

['What?!'

Within seconds, the scythe that was laid on the ground before had transformed back into Soul, crouched on one knee. With a grunt, he pushed off in a dash.]

Just hold on a second!

[He reached out, and managed to grab at the fabric of her right sleeve as she swung that arm back in her walk.]

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[Maka shot her partner a glare once she looked over her shoulder.]

There's no time! Sakura-chan's in trouble! I need to help her, then save Axel from doing whatever idiotic thing he's doing. And then people all over the city are seeing the future or ghosts and it's upsetting them! I need help them!

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[Soul didn't let go, only yanking back as he fought fire with fire. His red eyes gave a glare of their own.]

Are you some kind of idiot?! Do you even know where that girl has been taken? Do you have some kind of plan that will keep you from getting killed?

Stop doing something that I would do!

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[ineuphony]

[Maka stumbled at the tug, however knocked his arm away with her own to break his grip.]

What do you think I should do then?! Stand around while everything goes to Hell?!

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[His fingers slipped as his arm was knocked aside, but he just replaced it by wrapping his hand around her wrist. Oh, no you don't.]

You can't try to do it all on your own, Maka! That doesn't just go for a Weapon and Meister, but for everybody else that's here too!

Don't you get it? Things are falling apart so easily because everyone tries to be the hero or the villain. If you've got to be the hero in this, then be smart about it!

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[As he spoke, Maka's anger slowly faded. She knew deep down that he had a point, that what she was doing was a bit foolish and mostly out of frustration at all of the sudden situations appearing at once. The meister lowered her head and said nothing for a moment, idly curling and uncurling her fingers--a very faint wince escaped her lips--forgotten about the burnt. ]

...Then..what do I do? I..I can't..use you...I can't fight like someone like Black☆Star can. I'm completely--

[She decided to stop. The word was on the tip of her tongue, but she wouldn't dare to stay it out loud. However, it still danced in her mind which caused her eyes to narrow slightly at the concrete below her feet.]

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[As he could see that the tension was dying out, he slowly unwrapped his fingers around her wrist until he had completely let go. His hand drifted back down to his side.]

......

[He looked back at her, his lips frowning. This wasn't like her, or it shouldn't have been... Not to mention that he felt partly responsible. A muttered curse escaped past his lips.

Think, think, think.]

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

...I could..still search for her at least. If I find anything, I can contact someone who's able to do something about it.

[comment log]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Aah... you're right. It will still be worth something to try.

[He started to step past her, giving a light pat on the shoulder.]

You're only really useless when you give up hope and don't try to do anything.

[comment log]

[ineuphony]

[She turned her gaze towards her partner and flashed him a soft smile.]

..Thank you, Soul.

[voice]

[bloodybaseball.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you really are that pathetic, Soul Brotha.

...I don't even know what the fuck you're talking about. Hey, at least it sounds like your mind is wandering in the right direction.

[voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

...Hm. I figured that I could use a second opinion.

Then that makes two of us. I don't... really know what the hell just happened to me, or what I was looking at a few seconds ago.

Do you know anything, Bad Girl? Or am I finally starting to go crazy in this place?

[voice]

[bloodybaseball.livejournal.com]

Obvious answer is that this goddamn dustbowl is fucking with us again. I get to see myself being stabbed and that bastard walk away after killing me again and again. Hooray.

If you're going batshit, you're not alone. Welcome aboard the fucking crazy train.