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[boldmilquetoast.livejournal.com]

Characters: Crona and Y'ALL~
Setting: Room 1-01.
Format: Either or, starting prose~
Summary: Cro decides to be an idiot, then scream about it.
Warnings: Warnings for paper-cutting. It, uh. Makes more sense in context.

Waking up in a strange, new place was pretty...bad. But for someone who went through life with bad things happening nearly all the time, Crona hadn't completely panicked upon waking up in a weird collar and a strange room, with notes about world destruction. For all Cro knew, this might have been some weird prank by the others, or a weird class assignment, or who the heck knew knowing DWMA, so it was a conscious effort to try and appear calm. The rail-thin moeblob wasn't doing the best job of it, but they were trying.

Crona had discarded the condom suit and was pulling their dress on when something very, very abnormal occurred to them.

"...R-Ragnarok?" The sword never passed up an opportunity to harass Crona while dressing. The barely held back worry began to seep out, and Crona looked around, grabbed the paper, and with no sense of abandon, slashed their wrist with it.

The usual black blood dripped out, but no angry sword bitching about Crona doing something stupid. No pushing noses or pulling hair. The blood didn't even harden.

So, yeah. Chrona screamed. This was a situation that called for it, because the demon sword that had been in their blood for all their memory suddenly seemed to be absent.

Comments

[boldmilquetoast.livejournal.com]

[Okay, if she didn't know meisters then she didn't know the weapons Cro meant. Well, crap. Confirmation stung a bit.]

...so I'm the only one...?

[Crona hung their head awkwardly, glancing back at Kan before mumbling.]

Um, I'm Crona.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

Would you like to tell me about Meisters and Weapons? We could add it to the list of worlds and possibly find others from there?

Nice to meet you Crona, I'm Kanaya.

[boldmilquetoast.livejournal.com]

Um. I dunno...it's pretty normal, er kinda, where I come from but I guess I could explain it to you...

[Crona dawdled their fingers even more.]

Meisters weild weapons, I'm one. But yeah uh, weapons are people who, become weapons? I...I have a weapon in my blood. My blood's black, ya know?

[Cro's pupils seemed to dilate and zip around a bit at that last comment.]

We...um, I'm a student. At an academy for, learning this stuff. We fight to stop the spread of Kishin and madness in the world.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[she nods a bit] I'm going to ask a lot of questions now. Is it common to have a weapon in your blood or are you a special case? Are more people weapons or meisters or is it split evenly? How are you paired up? Where was this school and what did you learn? What's Kishin and madness?

[boldmilquetoast.livejournal.com]

Uhm...no it's not common, I'm the only one that I know of. I, dunno if it's even- and, your soul wavelengths have to match up to be partnered.

[Crona looked a bit flustered, but considering the circumstances, they weren't spazzing out totally and scurrying to a corner?]

DWMA's in Death City- we learn a lot there, like how to hunt kishin and to utilize our partners. [The last question seemed to stick to Crona's guts, however.] Um...the kishin...is the embodiment of madness and chaos. I-I'd rather not talk about that...