[Voice] 25th Soul

[togana_keiri]

[The feed comes on to the sound of Maka sounding very uneasy, her voice wobbling and almost sounding as though she's holding back tears.]

Can someone...come to my room....? I...I need help.

[ooc: Life ate me, backdating to 11/3 the last day of the event.Tags will be slow but I really wanted to get this up, sorry!!!]

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**Was waiting for something like this |D** **IS LATE DUE TO PARTYING A LITTLE TOO HARD.**

[likealostsoul]

[ The feed shows that Soul was lounging around on the lawn, wearing a thick pair of sunglasses, which promptly slide off of his face at the sound of the communicator. It had been a nice day, too... ]

Huh, Maka? Whats wrong?

[ His red eyes stared at the communicator, even if it couldn't stare back. ]

LOL I STILL NEED TO TAG THE OTHER THREAD //edit, WHAT EDIT?

[togana_keiri]

I...my room...[Her breathing is heavy, and her voice exudes repressed panic.]

I c-can't get to the door. [And if you listen very carefully, it might sound like there are other soft noises. Nothing loud, just things shifting like something is moving around the room.]

I SAW THAT. |D

[likealostsoul]

[ Panicking jolting him from the spot, he scrambles to his feet under the impression that someone was in the room with her, as illogical as it sounded-- he didn't see anyone in the house, and with her perception abilities, it was a little hard to think that she would ever allow unwanted company... ]

W-Wait, I'm coming-- [ He dashed to her room and skidded to a stop outside, staring at the door darkly. The scythe put a hand on the handle, and turned it swiftly but quietly, trying not to show any attacker that he was there.... he poked his head through the door cautiously. ]

...Maka? [ His voice was barely a whisper. ]

YOU SAW NOTHING! <<

[togana_keiri]

[And what he opens the door to is not an attacker. Instead, he'll immediately see what the problem is. Along the floor, walls, from underneath the bed and on top of all of the dressers are various and probably hundreds of assorted snakes and spiders.

Maka is on top of her bed, curled into a ball with her arms around her knees. Spiders are crawling up the side, and it's clear from the positioning of the pillow that she'd been using it to keep some of the insects and snakes from making her way onto the bed, but there are some making their way toward her anyway.

Her face is pale, and it's unclear if it's from fear or if she's been bitten by any of the more poisonous things in the room.]

I...I don't know how to get across. [Her voice hods that same shaking quality, and she doesn't look at him, eyes still fixed on the room.]