44 - [Accidental Voice/Video]

[asymmetriphobic]

[Sure, it was just posted, but Kid's so infuriated that his darling Angel is upset that he just stormed out of the apartment, which brings us to the communicator being turned on in anger. There's footsteps for a little, and soft mumbling, something along the lines of 'I hate this place' and 'upsetting my sweet angel, they'll pay

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[ineuphony]

[Watching it all through her communicator, it took Maka no time at all to pull herself off the couch and hurried out the door. In honesty, she wasn't sure what she was going to do or say when she meets up with him. The Meister had a feeling that nothing can reach him at this point of stage. This was getting worse and still no leads to what cause it or any idea if it will grow worse.

Spotting Kid, Maka stood with her eyes averting from him and the crater he created a few times before hesitatingly approached him. She was aware that there's a possibility that he could be dangerous now, that he could harm her with this ridiculous rage. But she couldn't just..leave her friend to this kind of madness. It reminds her too much of her and Chrona's insanity.

When she appeared beside him. The Meister raised her hand and placed it on his shoulder with caution; keeping her voice lull.]

..Kid-kun...

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[asymmetriphobic]

[Oddly enough, Kid was still at that tree by the time Maka came by. He couldn't get the communicator, and just glaring at it didn't do much. Actually, glaring did nothing, which frustrated him even more. And he didn't want to climb the tree, and he didn't feel like kicking it--no, that would, most likely, just knock it down.

He hadn't heard her approach, and stiffened when her hand touched his shoulder. Just Maka... he took a deep breath, trying to tell himself that he wasn't angry at Maka, that Maka wasn't the enemy...

Dark eyes turned to stare at her, barely wavering gold.]

Yes, Maka?

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[ineuphony]

Let's...

[She paused; carefully choosing her words wisely in her mind.]

Let's just...go inside okay? I can fetch your communicator later if you like. Let's...just get something to drink together.

[Maka then flashed him a soft re-assuring smile.]

Just you and me. Besides,...we don't spend much time with each other.

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[asymmetriphobic]

[The dark look stayed on his face for a few long seconds before he sighed, eyes shutting. What was he doing? He wasn't even sure, but all of these dark thoughts, the way he was feeling... it fit, yet it didn't.

He didn't want to think about this. Opening his eyes again, he glanced back at Maka, a softer look forming. Much like the old Kid.]

A drink? Yeah, sure... that would be nice.

[cool_closings]

... [She's speechless.]

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[asymmetriphobic]

[And he can see something there, but he can't make out who, even with squinting. Since it's still in the tree and all.

...so he just rolls his eyes, looks around... then goes back to staring at it.]

[theforceoncrack]

[................yike again.]

Kid.

[asymmetriphobic]

Yes, Jackie?

[theforceoncrack]

The hell are you doing, Kid? What's going on with....

[....awshit.]