"Pretty nice?" Lex asked, "It's not pretty nice," she paused for dramatic effect, "it's freakin' awesome! Those stinkin' monsters will never know what hit 'em!" she laughed, this was perfect. In one shot she had a great partner and hopefully this would lead to her goal. but even if it didn't it was farther along the path of being a meister than she'd been in a long time. "What do you say that we go and size up the competition? I mean, I think we're gonna need to show how awesome we are off the bat."

That was nerve wracking. She never liked to make the first move. Lex liked to wait and see who came up to her and talked with her. Them making the first move revealed their intent, their speech patterns, and just about everything. If Lex made the first move, there was always the chance of misstepping, and bringing up something someone hated. "Come on, we've got plebs to impress."

Marlena was a little excited to be meeting a prospective Meister, she felt the connection so there was a strong chance he would be the one, in fact she did not even notice Gertrud walking away and leaving her and Simon standing together at the edge of the crowd.
"Oh yes of course! I have not found a Meister yet so we can see if it would work out."
Lena smiled and changed into her weapons form, a 5 foot cannon crashing down onto the ground making the immediate area shake a little as she landed, there was no doubt she was a powerful weapon but the real test came from whether of not Simon could pick her up, a couple of the Meisters before him have tried but failed because to anyone without a matching resonance with her soul would find her immensely heavy.

George and Wilson look at the huge hall they had just entered, a little awe-struck at the architecture. "Now, I suppose we find the registration... wherever that is..." He looks around, looking for a sign or something, but that was obviously a vain attempt. He shrugs, and the pair starts to walk around. After a while Wilson almost runs Stein over, and shrinks away, ten more apologies spewing from his mouth. Stein looks at them, holding his gaze at Wilson for a little longer than George, and says "I'm guessing the two of you are here to join the DWMA?" George steps in between him and Wilson, and says "That we are. Is there a way to join on the campus, or do we have to pla-" "Follow me, I'll take you to Lord Death so he can fill you in." Stein cuts in, him not having the time to listen to George babble on. George doesn't mind at all, and even smiles a little. "Of course. Lead the way." They make way towards the Mirror room, and when the door opens they almost smirk, but don't. Lord death was standing on his head, for whatever odd reason. When he notices he has company, he immediately rights himself and says "Ah! Newcomers! Welcome to the DWMA! As I'm sure Stein there has told you, My name is Lord Death! Now! Which one of you is the Weapon, and which the Meister?" George steps up a little, and says "I am the Meister, sir." Suddenly Lord Death is just inches from his face, and one of his eyes gets bigger as an interested stare. "And what, young man, would your name be?" George was, however surprised, unfazed by the random gesture, and says "My name is George Williams Smythe, sir."
Death stands back a little, and says "Oh, do stop it with the 'sir's. It makes me feel old." George opens his mouth to protest, but decides against it. He was mad, through and through. Lord Death's attention turns to Wilson, and his care-free attitude stops cold, and he approaches him. "And what, might I ask, is your name?" Wilson steps back, but George's hand falls to his shoulder, and he straightens himself out and says "Wilson Higgsbury, si-, um, Lord Death..." Lord Death taps the bottom of his face. Or is it a mask? Anyway, he motions for Stein to go ahead and return to his duties, and crouches a little as to be level with Wilson's face. "Your soul... is quite a worrisome matter, Mr. Higgsbury. Do you know why this is?" Wilson nods, and swallows hard. "Yes. I know it, but do not understand it."
"I wouldn't expect you to try. Your soul is evil, to the very core, but... if your personality was likewise in intent, then you would have been hunted down by the meisters here years ago. So then you must be here to see how you can be a more useable weapon despite the obvious spite between mind and soul..." Wilson chuckles nervously for a bit, and Lord Death says "Oh, it's no matter, We've dealt with less stable, just not a weapon yet. It'll be tougher on you since you can't really do soul resonance when your soul is constantly going against your mind. Think you can do it still?" Wilson hesitates, but George says "I have every confidence he can do it." Lord Death looks up at him, and says "Well, if you say so. Well, that settles it then I guess!" He takes out two little tags, one saying 'Meister', the other 'Weapon'. He puts them on the front of the clothing of the respective owners, and says "Welcome to the DWMA! Let's see... we'll set you up with an apartment within the city, as we do with most meisters. I believe they are doing the matching now, so you two can show up! Have a good first day!" He waves at them as they leave, and goes back to standing on his head. George takes Wilson's hand, and they go off to start their first day in the DWMA.

"Awesome!" Simone said, with a smile. "Don't worry about my meister. She has a pretty bad bark, but her bite isn't worth a damn." Simone asked, as he stopped, adjusting his glasses on his face. He would definitely pay for this later, but it'd be worth it. Simone then reached his hand out, attempting to shake Edel's hand, to seal the deal. "We'll eventually find you the right weapon, don't worry. I'll make sure to stay on look-out!" Simone said, with a beaming smile. Simone was enjoying this entire event a lot, but he honestly couldn't wait until tonight. He was still hoping that there would be some sort of welcoming party for all the new students, where he would be able to actually have fun. "So, if I'm going to be your temporary weapon, I need to know more about!" Simone said, excitedly. Simone was almost like a child that just got a new toy to play with. He was easily the happiest person at DWMA, right now. The excitement showed, too. He was swinging back and forth, from his heels, to the front of his toes. He did this with a slight bounce, making it abundantly obvious he was excited.

Simon was a little startled at the giant weapon crashing into the ground, and although he slightly moved backwards, he was going to try to pick it up. It was quite the weapon from appearances, and he only hoped that he would be able to pick up such a thing. Simon regained his footing and walked up to the weapon. Slowly, he grabbed it by it's handle and picked it up slowly. The weapon was as heavy as it looked, but Simon didn't really have any problems as he picked it up and took a few practice swings. He wasn't accustomed to a giant sword, but he knew that he could get used to it pretty quickly. With each swing, he became slightly faster, and on the last side-swing, he curved it upwards to the weapon pointed towards the sky before hitting and resting on his shoulder with a victorious smile on his face.

The boy next to Ana, of whom she just discovered was named Clayton, was sounding a bit nervous. He didn't seem like a nervous boy, she hoped it wasn't because of her. She then chuckled after Clayton asked the question. "Of course I'm looking for a partner you dummy. Everyone here is." she then looked to the side to see all the weapons and meisters talk with each other, just like they were. "Besides that's the whole point, right? However my name is Anastasia Thesis. But you can call me Ana, rolls easier of the tongue, doesn't it?" she said with a grin on her face. She wanted to tease the boy. And an easy way to do that is to seduce him with her charms. She saw him looking at her 'WEAPON pin' earlier, so he already noticed she had a pair. She pulled her blouse a bit upwards, making her breasts jiggly up and down. "So have you found a partner yet? You're the first one I talked to. I had to have my cup of coffee first." she said with a smile and a wink.

"Bonding is a good step towards being great temporary partners!" Edel extended her hand and graciously shook his finally sealing the deal on their temporary partnership. She had a rather large smile on her face. She watched as most of the students paired up, from a distance she could see another girl with a meister tag on her shirt(Mary), she looked awfully quiet... And very pale, paler than Edel. "Hey..." She mumbled, lightly nudging Simone, "She looks really flustered. Shall we enlighten her? Introduce ourselves a little bit?" She stared onwards at the girl, squinting to get a good look at her, though she was extremely covered up. "Who would wear so many layers of clothing in this heat?" This made her rather curious. Edel began walking once more, this time towards another fellow meister. She couldn't help but poke and prod in her business, the covered up meister was far too interesting to Edel.

Mary peered over the corner for the tenth time. She had to hurry, all the weapons were rapidly getting meisters and if she didn't hurry she wouldn't get one. But no matter how much she attempted to move her feet they wouldn't budge. Since when were there so many boys? She was so focused on these thoughts when she noticed someone approach her. She calmed down slightly. She looked at the MEISTER pin on her shirt, and smiled. Fellow meister, better conversation, instant friends! She smiled and waved. "H-Hello!" she stuttered, her voice slightly cracked from not speaking for so long. "I'm not a weapon, I'm afraid, but I hope we can be friends!" she squeaked, attempting to sound calm.

Simone nodded, and agreed to go with Edel to welcome the the student. It was obvious that the student (Mary), was flustered. "Hello!" Simone said, with abundant cheerfulness. "Why are you wearing so many clothes? Isn't it hot underneath there?" Simone asked, inquisitively. the girl looked nearly as fragile as Edel, but she seemed to be more nervous than anyone Simone had ever seen before. "I hope we can be friends, too!" Simone added, while outstretching his hand to Mary. "I'm Simone Mustang!" He added a beaming smile to his introduction, hoping the added friendliness will help calm down her nervous demeanor.

Mary's small smile turned into a face of horror, and she let out a shriek so loud it echoed across the school, and then slapping away his hand. "GET AWAY! STAY BACK! DON'T TOUCH ME!" she shrieked over and over, stumbling backwards. Oh god, she touched him. He was so close, Mary felt like she was going to throw up she was so terrified. "I'M WARNING YOU! I HAVE KEYS!" she shrieked, still stumbling back. Her mother warned her about boys, ever since she was little. All they wanted was to hurt girls, then leave. "I WON'T LET YOU HURT ME! CRETIN! MONSTER! PEASANT!" she continued to shriek.

"Hi I'm Ed-" She paused immediately when the girl began to shriek in terror, this made Edel flinch and jump back, though soon she recovered and walked over to her, intervening between the girl and Simone. "Hey hey, calm down!" Edel yelled, placing her hands on her shoulders, shaking her aggressively, "He's alright! He's no rapist! Listen to my voice!" Other than her beauty, she also took pride in her voice. The girl couldn't sing but she did have a silky smooth voice, she described it 'like an angel telling a story from heaven'.

Edelweiss could sympathize somewhat with the girl, though it was only by a fraction. Some men were ruthless, but not all... She let a long aggravated moan and began to scream along with the girl. Now, there were two screaming girls.

It was clear to see that Edel wasn't very good with helping people on an emotional level.

Simone stood, hand slapped away, and limp at his side. His glasses helped hide his look of absolute confusion. Simone returned his hand to his pockets, and took a few steps back. He was concerned that he had honestly somehow offended the girl, making the fun-loving Simone become very self-conscious, for a moment. Simone, speechless, stood away from the event, hoping the distance would calm the girl down. Simone really wanted to help the girl, but it was obvious that the only thing his presence would achieve would be more mayhem. Being at an absolute lost of words, Simone stared down at the ground, and kicked around a small pebble. All the excitement that had possessed Simone's face moments ago, was washed away and replaced with a very somber expression. He felt absolutely terrible, and made a mental note to make sure to not being so forward in introductions, least a situation like this ever happen again.

Clayton

Clayton continued to scratch the back of his head as the girl talked, honestly starting to feel a bit silly at being embarrassed. Heck, wasn't like he'd never seen a nurse before, he'd just never met one who wore such...'appealing' clothing. Adjusting his posture to stand up straight as she told him her name, he ceased his scratching and instead shifted his lef posture, placing his left leg's ankle on his right knee, so his left knee would be facing her. He had fully regained his composure before turning to her once again to say: "Alrighty then Ana, call me Clay if you want. But uh, no I haven't found a-"

Goddamn it. She was doing this on purpose. Clayton tensed up once again after she pulled her blouse up, his ears started getting red, and he began clutching his knee before finishing his statement:"No, I've tried but I haven't found anybody.S-so then...err...you wanna be partners Ana?" At this point he was outright avoiding looking at her, mainly because even if she was doing it on purpose, staring was rude. That and he was starting to get red in the face.

Lemuria

"...*sigh* Another runner." Lemuria said dejectedly as she slumped against the bench. It seemed like just about every person left to partner up with was too timid to ask people outright to be partners...and a bit too timid to really want to partner up with a 6'3 chick with an eye-patch. She just didn't get it...it wasn't like she was that intimidating, was it? She picked herself off the bench and placed her hands inside her pants pockets, and began to walk around once again, looking for somebody to partner up with.

That was, naturally, until she heard the rampant screaming going on...one girl screaming and then another screaming soon after. Sighing a bit once again that people could be THIS freaking timid, she slowly made her way over to the source of the screams. She found the two screaming girls, and one boy who had a look about him as if he'd just been slapped across the face. Deciding that they were creating enough noise pollution for the entire damn school, she walked over behind the two girls at the same time, and placed one of her hands on the top of each of their heads softly, patting them and giving a soft smile before saying: "Excuse me, but could you both please shut the hell up? It's annoying everyone." She contemplated for a moment that just saying that was PROBABLY why people thought she might be intimidating.

"Shut the wha-" Edelweiss turned around and crossed her arms, her screaming ceased. "Did you just tell me what I think you just told me? Because I think you just told me to shut the hell up!" She looked up at the woman, examining her; Tall, eyepatch, WEAPON NAME TAG! Edel immediately straightened her posture and placed a hand confidently on her chest. "Please be my partner!" She blurted out, the girl sure was forward with the proposal. For added effect she got down on one knee and grabbed the tall woman's hand, holding it in hers. "I will shut up whenever you want me to! I'm really strong even if I'm so short! I can cook, I clean, and I can do the laundry if you want me to!" Edel babbled, "My name is Edelweiss Smithens a 16 year old hormonal teenage girl!"

Mary's eyes widened when Edelweiss stopped shaking her and screaming and suddenly started blurting information. Was this how people introduced themselves? "U-uhm, I am mostly quiet, can't cook or clean, and I can't do laundry. My name is Mary Riken and I am a girl" Mary "introduced" herself. This was strange. She hadn't really expected so much information to be told, especially this kind of information. "Forgive me, I don't really know how to introduce myself properly yet" she muttered. She hadn't left her house until now, so she was learning new things at every step.

While Lena and, apparently, her new meister were breaking in her weapon form Gertrud had gotten sick of waiting and decided to reign in Simone or at least figure out where he was. It was an impossible task, finding him in the immense crowd of weapons and meisters. After several minutes of uncomfortably weaving through people swinging around various weapons and arranging partnerships, cradling her bag all the way, she was about to give up and camp out at the doors. A lucky break arrived in a fit of screaming coming from somewhere behind her. By the time Trude had turned herself around to see what was happening, Simone was standing apart from two women introducing themselves, looking far too serious for his normal self. Her mind went to the worst, but there wasn't any blood so whatever shenanigans were afoot they were nowhere near the scale of the usual 'problems' that came up around Simone and Gertrud. She swept up to Simone on large, gliding strides with a frown etched across her face. Words always came slowly and Trude had no idea what to say to such a dejected looking Simone, especially not when he didn't seem to be actively troubling anyone.
"I've been looking all over for you, Simone," she said, clasping a hand on his shoulder. She looked around, trying to find a clock to no avail. Only the impish sun indicated the time of day, smiling almost maliciously down at the world.
"I think sorting might end soon," Trude added, though it was more than likely far from the truth, she felt like changing whatever topic had been at hand before she arrived was for the better.

Simone was jerked out of his sullen mood at the clasp of Gertrud's hand. "Oh, hey." Simone said, his voice slightly lifting up. "Mind if we get out of here? Seems like these three have their thing going on." Simone said, as he brushed past Gertrud, not waiting for a response. Simone brushed Gertrud's hand off of his shoulder as he walked away, easing back into his normal mood. There was still so much time left in the day, and so little to do. He contemplated making his way back to his and Gertrud's apartment to relax, but he shook the idea from his head. It'd be better to stick around and meet more people. He didn't want to go home, and be by himself for the rest of the day. Simone took a look back at Edel, Mary, and the other girl that had showed up, before turning around and continuing his gait towards the the inside of the Academy, hoping he'd find someone to talk to. If not, he always had Gertrud to bother and piss off, which had become some sort of hobby for Simone, at this point.

Lemuria

Lemuria was prepared for something along the lines of the two being somewhat offended by her telling them to shut up, but...she wasn't expecting a sudden 180 with the red headed girl. Everything started moving at a breakneck pace...the other girl introduced herself in the same way as the red headed chick, and suddenly the number of people went from 4, to 5, and then to 4 again. Everything was moving so fast her head was spinning, and her one uncovered eye was darting back and forth trying to make sense of all this. She eventually stopped thinking for a moment and took her hat off her head and started fanning herself, because GODDAMN the sun was being an ass today. Her left hand currently being grasped by the red-head, she thought for a moment about being the girl's partner...and then it hit her that she didn't have that many options to begin with. Sighing a bit, she decided that she should at least introduce herself, it was only polite after all.

"My name's Lemuria, don't ask for my first name, I hate it. I like fishing, fish, and boats, and I can turn-" Slipping her hand out of Edelweiss' grasp and stepped back a bit before standing on her right hand and transforming. Where her right hand had been, the ivory sword stuck out and stood to be about as large as she had been, the blue patterns along the blade glowing slightly. Her voice rang out from the sword once again, saying: "Into a greatsword. Go ahead, if you think you can be my partner, then you have to at least be able to swing me." She stood completely upright on the stone floor...which she'd apparently embedded herself in slightly. Whoops.

Gertrud opened her mouth to reply, happy to have received such a level response. "Of course n-," and Simone had already brushed past her and started walking off towards wherever stray Simones went to. The smile that had previously graced her face instantly reversed, and she paused a moment to glare in disbelief at how quickly he had simply walked off, again. It was typical, something she really should have gotten used to at this point, but somehow every time he worked his way under her skin. Worse than people who cut lines or didn't return books, even. In a rare display of a complete ignorance of social protocol, she ignored the others and raced off after her weapon. She caught up fairly quickly.
"There you go again," she said, slowing to walk beside Simone. "What was going on back there? What's the big rush for?" Her speech stopped abruptly, stemming even more questions before they could be asked. There wasn't really a point to playing twenty questions right now, no matter what kind of mood she was in. She'd made up her mind to follow and let come what may, so at least when the time for class came she'd be at a suitable distance to enforce responsibility on Simone. She fidgeted with her bag a moment, cringing as she discovered that the neatly folded bundles of her suit had gotten disturbed jostling through crowds.
"Forget it," she said, sighing. "'Where are we going', is all I really want to know."

"Oh my goodness gracious!" Edel stood up and stared down at the large sword. Lemuria... Was that thing!? She walked up to the sword and placed her hands on the handle of it. She inhaled deeply before having her first attempt at picking up the large weapon.
She looked so fragile, her arms were so thin, she was under 5 feet, and her weight was under 100 pounds. Everything about the girl was tremendously weak, though should refused to give in to her fragile stereotype.

Edel drew her hands back, she tried a second time, this time planting both feet firmly onto the ground and getting in a position as if she were ready to wrestle. She placed her hands back onto the hilt of the sword and tugged on it, grunting as she did so. Sweat droplets began to form from the top of her forehead, slowly dripping down to the bottom of her chin. The girl tried desperately to pull the greatsword out of the ground. This is it... I can't give up! I refuse to be partnerless! Edel gritted her teeth.

Finally... In one big motion, the ginger pulled the sword out of the rock and swung it, surprisingly it felt lighter when she swung it around.
"I REFUSE TO BE UNWORTHY!"