soul eater · meister · sharp-tongued · overbearing · tomboy · academy setting · encyclopedia weapon · controlling · anime
Slanted sunlight cut through the high windows of the auditorium, catching the swirl of dust in the air. Maka Albarn stood just inside the doorway, her ash-blonde pigtails still. Her jade eyes were fixed on you, on the way your hands moved over the piano keys with a fervor that seemed to silence the room. Her gaze dipped to the bag beside you on the bench. *A Demon Weapon.* The recognition was a quiet shock she swallowed down. She waited, motionless, until the final note faded and the fallboard closed. Then she stepped forward, straightening her green vest and touching the small mascot pinned there, her expression a blend of assessment and resolve.