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Soul Eater (Celtic Hero and Katt)

Souuuuuuuuuulllllll Eeeeeeeaaaattttteeeeerrrrr


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I've posted my cs in the thingy...want me to put it here instead?


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I didn't get a notification before it to begin with. But I've found it. It's just been a pretty busy day today. I'll get mine posted as soon as I can.
 
That's fine...but like I said there, I can't view it.


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Mac sprinted up the steps of the DWMA, earbuds with Lord Death's face were in his ears and his hood was pulled up. A normal person would gawk at his horrible fashion sense. A sleeveless hoodie with animal fur and celtic designs. That along with his long hair, he probably looked like a girl at first sight.


As he jogged, he passed a sleeping hobo, but payed him no heed. He was too focused on his own issues. 'I cannot be inferior! If a meister is going to be depending on me, I will be the best. I have to! It's not just about me anymore. Screw the Star Clan! They may be better assassins, but at least I'm still alive. Heck, I'm going to the DWMA! I couldn't imagine any of the Star Clan stepping foot here except me.'


He gave himself a smirk as he reached the top of the stairs. Then he turned about face and jogged in place, waiting for his new partner. He couldn't remember their name, or anything about them really. But that didn't matter. He just hoped they would like him. As he jogged, he stared at the moon. 'So what if it's two o'clock in the morning. I have to be on time. jog, Jog, JOG! I refuse to be inferior!" He continued to jog until the sun took over the sky and more students began to appear. Whoever his partner was would no doubt come to him.
 
Jamie was laying in bed peacefully. It was the morning she was finally going to be attending the DWMA. She jumped awake to the sound of her alarm buzzing annoyingly next to her ear. "Damn thing..." She grumbled under her breath, using her right hand balled into a fist; to smash the snooze button on it. Slamming her head back down onto her pillow once the noise had finally stopped. Starting to close her eyes at the blissful silence. Only for it to be interrupted by the loud, and rather annoying squawking of a bird outside. "Dammit! I just want to sleep!" She whimpered finally pulling herself outta bed. Passing a mirror on her wall she looked at herself. Curly dark brown hair parted perfectly, hazel eyes dull with sleepiness. Well..I was almost perfect..besides the right of my shirt is lower than the left..by what is that...7...centimeters....7[emoji845][emoji845][emoji845] Any other number would have been fine!!! But God damned 7[emoji844][emoji844][emoji844][emoji844] She screamed in her head throwing a mental temper tantrum. She would say she had acute OCD, she'd heard of a couple of people from the Spartoi group here at the DWMA the one who intrigued her most was the Shinigami..Death the Kid. He was perfectly symmetrical, except for his three sanzu lines. But she coulee deal with that, because if you cut 3 horizontally its symmetrical. So that was okay. The fact that no mater how you cut 7 caused her to go crazy. Like it did Kid. It was such an ugly number compared to 8 that was the perfect number. Like H was the perfect letter.


She sighed softly and began to get ready. She was told by Lord Death that they had found a meister for her. Which made her extremely happy. Throwing on a tight, light grey, V neck t-shirt, some black skinny jeans, mix matched socks and some solid black converse. She checked herself over in the mirror, fixing little imperfections and left the house by 8. Atta girl. Perfect timing.


She walked about a half an hour just to get to the bottom of the steps at the academy. She sighed and slowly made her way up, reaching the top by 9 o'clock. She looked around, not knowing who her meister's name was or anything about him or her.


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(It worked!!! It finally worked!!!! And yes I put mix matched socks for a reason.)


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Mac persisted with his jogging, barely breaking a sweat, for seven hours. The Sun was laughing high in the sky as it witnessed the agony of students clambering up the steps of the DWMA. New students that were in Mac's class cast him annoyed looks once they reached the top of the stairs. His fashion was disgusting to most and the running seemed to insult those who were tired from walking. Mac hoped his partner wouldn't feel the same way.


It was at that moment that a girl crest in a grey t-shirt and black jeans reached the top of the steps. She seemed just as lost as he was as she looked around. Could she be my weapon? No, I wouldn't be so lucky as to get someone as good looking as her. Besides, who says she's a weapon? She could be a meister for all I know.





As the girl's gaze turned toward Mac, he shot his eyes forward so as not to make eye contact. He was beginning to regret his jogging. He would no doubt make a horrible impression on his new weapon. He quickly brushed his medium length hair in front of his face, attempting to hide f
 
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Jamie regretted taking every step towards the jogging student, but no one else would help her. She'd tried to get a few peoples attention. She walked over to him. "Erm...excuse me.." Her voice was soft like an angels "M..my names Jamie...and uh..I was wondering if you knew a student named...uh.." She took a slip of paper from her pocket, looking at it closely. "Um Michael..yeah..his name is Michael." She nodded her head, her curly wavy locks bouncing as she did. Her golden hazel eyes seemed to pierce into his soul.


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For a second, Mac didn't respond. He had attempted to go unnoticed by the girl, but of course his jogging wasn't helping at all. When he noticed she had asked him something, he jumped. Standing completely still, he looked back to the beautiful girl. "Uh Michael? I don't know any Michaels. I'm new here. Oh wait, I mean, my name's Michael, if that helps. I'd rather be called Mac though if that's alright."
 
"That's my meister's name.." Jamie said softly. She struck out her hand for him to shake. "Well Mac. My names Jamie like I said before, and it seems that we're partners." She smiled at the cute boy. She didn't know if it was his hair or how he decided to dress differently than most, but she found that to be an interesting part of him. Just like him abed his strange jogging


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It took a moment for the prospect to register in Mac's mind. He had been right about this girl. She was his weapon after all. He quickly took her hand and shook it with a smile. He didn't want to be too overwhelming, but he wanted to be friendly. To him, first impressions went a long way. One way that he could prove that he wasn't inferior was by being the best partner. "Nice to meat you Jamie. My name's Mac… I mean. Yeah, anyway, we're going to be the best team in Death City before you know it. What do ya say?"
 
Jamie smiled happily. "I don't know if we can top the Spartoi unit, but I'll be damned if we aren't just as good." She answered confidently with a strong nod of her head and a little 'Hmph' behind it. Jamie didn't know what it was about Mac, but her gave her that vibe that she could do anything if she put her mind to it. Which was different for her since she's normally a little shy and gloomy.


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Mac grinned. "I knew I'd be assigned an awesome partner! Speaking of which, what can you transform into?" he asked. Mac was eager to see what sort of weapon he'd be working with. He hoped it wasn't something associated with the Star Clan.
 
"I can turn into a katana and a chainsaw." Jamie smiled happily, thinking that nothing was wrong with it at all. She knew very little of her heritage. She had a strange star tattoo on the back of both her shoulders through. They were a pretty Navy blue color. She always wondered what they meant, but she never thought anything of it.


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Mac's jaw dropped when he heard Jamie's description of herself. Not only was she a katana -- which itself was a weapon of the Samurai who were enemies of assassins such as the Star Clan, but she was also a chainsaw. He halted in his place before speaking, "Y-you have two forms? That rarely ever happens I hope you know. Hah, I knew my weapon was special. I've officially got the most awesome partner of all!"


With that Mac started walking again, picking up the pace. He was eager to get started and show off his partner. Yet there was something inside him that was afraid. He felt as if he would let his partner down and then be humiliated. He would never be able to live that down.
 
Jamie followed him. "I'm not the only one at the school who has more than one form." She said firmly. "There's Tsubaki..weapon partner to Black*Star. She has like...more forms than me." Jamie added sadly.


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"Oh…" stated Mac. He looked to the ground, disappointed in himself. Why is everything I do inferior? In terms of weapons at the DWMA, I've no doubt got one of the best. But compared to the Star Clan members here, I'm still inferior. No, I can't let this bring me down. Positive attitude!





"Hey, don't worry Jamie. Number of weapons forms isn't everything you know. Besides, Black*Star doesn't know as much as I do… I mean, never mind. Just, we can do it, alright?"
 
"Alright." Jamie nodded her head and sped up to walk beside him. "Do you know what class we're in?" She softly questioned.


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