[It had been dumb to keep fighting with her injured ankle, especially with such an easy target that Soul really could have finished it off by himself. Now Maka sat against a wall of a quiet street, waiting for her weapon to bring a doctor back to take a look at her ankle with a sulky frown.]
[Mifune emerged from a nearby alleyway, with Angela in tow. The little witch was humming and singing snippets of a song that she was trying to remember, kicking up her feet as she walked beside him.
She didn't notice the nearby Meister, but -he- picked up on it right away; quietly sticking his arm out to stop Angela from moving forward into plain sight.]
[She turned her head at the sound of someone approaching, not worried since they didn't have the wavelength of a kishin, but still curious. That was when she caught the wavelength of a witch and her eyes widened in shock. Surprisingly it wasn't hostile at all. Maka caught sight of Mifune, and she tried to recall where she'd seen him before even as her eyes flickered to Angela.]
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She didn't notice the nearby Meister, but -he- picked up on it right away; quietly sticking his arm out to stop Angela from moving forward into plain sight.]
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She's...a witch?
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