1st Soul

[coolestscythe]

[Onto the Plane steps a rather odd-looking boy. He has spiky white hair and red eyes, and a mouthful of shark-like teeth can be seen the instant he opens his mouth to talk.]

--never mind that it's completely pointless...

[He trails off when he sees where he is and his eyes widen.]What the--no way. How could a witch have gotten into Shibusen? Maka

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[mercwamouth]

Yay, more angry tweens. Just what this place needed.

[coolestscythe]

[A guy dressed in red spandex is definitely not the weirdest thing Soul has seen.] And who are you supposed to be, the idiot henchman?

[mercwamouth]

If I'm an idiot, how come I'm the one gettin' paid?

[You haven't gotten paid.]

[For weeks.]

Whatever.

[coolestscythe]

Henchmen get paid.

[mercwamouth]

Don't you watch movies? Henchmen get shot. Henchmen get dead.

[coolestscythe]

So they must get paid pretty well to compensate.

Where's the witch, or am I gonna have to go through you first?

[mercwamouth]

Witch... I assume you're not talkin' about Willow?

...This your first time here?

[coolestscythe]

First time where? What, did she teleport us? Shit...

[mercwamouth]

Us? Look around, kid. You're here by yourself.

[coolestscythe]

[The full weight of this situation is finally settling on him, but hell if he's going to show any fear.]

If you and that witch have hurt her, I'll kill you.

[mercwamouth]

You keep talking about a witch. There ain't no witch and I have no idea who you're talking about.

[coolestscythe]

[Stares at him for awhile. It's gotta be a lie or a trap of some kind.]

If it's not, then what the hell is going on?

[mercwamouth]

You remember a couple twins? A shop maybe?

[coolestscythe]

...Yeah. There's always weird shops in Death City, but that one was really weird. What about it?

[mercwamouth]

Those Twins screwed with you. Now you can come here whenever you want for some reason. This is the Astral Plane. While you're here, everything in your reality stays frozen in time, so don't worry about whoever it is you're worried about. She's fine.

[coolestscythe]

That's impossible.