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[patchworkdoctor]

Characters: patchworkdoctor && you
Location: outside one of the Local's cafes
Time: midday
Style: action but if you want prose I'll follow you.
Status: open like my heart /shot

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[witchbuster]

[...This might be some delusion brought on by stress and isolating herself from her friends. She is wondering if this is a sign that she's snapped and taking a moment to check over the usual factors of what she ate recently or when she touched the coral last.

It all checks out in her head, Maka is not hallucinating. The only question that remains in her head is something along the lines of what the heck he is doing out here? But something has to give, she can't just stand in one spot staring all day.]

...Good afternoon, Professor.

[patchworkdoctor]

[he cocks his head.]

Hello, Maka.

[he holds out a flier.]

It's been a while. Where have you been?

[witchbuster]

Oh, around! Just around, keeping myself busy.

[SNATCH! the flier is now in possession of Maka who is doing her best to look fascinated by the contents.]

So what are you doing here? I didn't know that you had a job.

[patchworkdoctor]

I do now. They hired me yesterday morning. I'm supposed to be a dish-washer but their business is low.

[witchbuster]

They are? Then I should help out, too!

[patchworkdoctor]

[he raises an eyebrow. her soul is a mess; he can feel her manic building.]

..Maybe.

You can hand all these fliers out.

[witchbuster]

All right, Professor! [It's a mess all right, and it only becomes more frantic with the assignment of a new task. Relentless determination to do something helpful is the disease.]

[patchworkdoctor]

. . .

[okay. what the hell.]

Maka.

[witchbuster]

[Nothing. Nothing. Nothing's wrong, nothing ever was wrong, everything's fine--why is he using that "you're being weird" tone there is nothing weird everything is FINE.]

Yes, Professor?

[patchworkdoctor]

Your soul is in serious disarray.

Do you want to talk.

[witchbuster]

Uhmmm...that's okay, you seem pretty busy right now, I don't want to bother you with anything.

[patchworkdoctor]

[he stares at her.

he's standing here in a pink apron holding fliers. he looks busy? really?

he raises an eyebrow.]

I think I can make time.

[witchbuster]

[Frilliness is a...

busy...ish state.]

It's just been a rough couple of weeks and I'm trying to keep myself busy, that's all. Soul hasn't woken up yet, Kid is...being Kid. It's hard to sleep with all this going on.

[patchworkdoctor]

[trust him. it's not.]

You haven't been sleeping. You disappeared after the island curse. Your father's been worried sick.

[his voice is completely flat, but it might be obvious to her that he's worried. his soul is worried.]

There's only so much a soul can take before it starts to fall apart. You know that. I taught you that.

It takes less for a body to fall apart.

[witchbuster]

[W-waving her hands as a dismissive gesture!!]

It's not that I haven't been sleeping, Professor, I've just been using the coral to stay awake! I'm fine, totally healthy! A-and I didn't disappear at all, I just left the villa and have been staying with a friend.

[She's laughing nervously, the last thing she wants at this point is anyone worrying about her.]

Papa doesn't have to worry about me anymore, I"m fine, nothing bad's going to happen again. [--she didn't mean to say again.]

[patchworkdoctor]

You did disappear. You tried to erase your whereabouts from your friends. If Soul Eater was awake, he would have found you. I know where you've been. I'm sure Kid does, too. We can hear your soul, Maka.

[he raises an eyebrow.]

If that's what you really believe, you're not nearly as intelligent as I thought. Bad things are going to happen. Bad things will never stop happening. The evidence of the Kishin and Kishin Eggs are proof enough of that.

You have to be strong enough to accept it and pick yourself up.

If you are your father's daughter, and my top student? You should be more than capable of it.