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.