Demon Hammer

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Marie flashed her friend a comforting smile and squeezed her hand. "Ah, good morning sleeping beauty! How are you feeling, glasses?" She let out a soft laugh after purring the word glasses, since that's the name the blonde had teased her with when they were younger. The DeathScythe begun to nod off while squeezing Yumi's hand. She appeared to be in a sickly state herself. Her eyes were bloodshot and cheeks were practically glowing red. It was painfully obvious that she had been crying. But out of anyone Marie would be the first to cry. She squeezed her friends hand again but tighter this time, swaying a bit. It was apparent that Marie hadn't slept for at least 48 hours. She was to concerned for her friends condition to worry about her own state of mind. "I was.....so.....so.....s...o....." Her thoughts tapered off creating an unpleasant silence. She slowly begun to loosen her grip on her fellow DeathScythe's hand. Occasionally she'd squeeze it tightly before continuing to nod off.   

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Frowning at herself for making the kind stranger angry, the meister slowly tries to stand, succeeding. Carefully, she goes to take a step and begins to wobble and fall forward.

Impressively, the DeathScythes quick reflexes and fast thinking pays off and she manages to catch the student before she hit the steel once again. "Ah I see now. Your ankle is hurt. Why didn't you tell me dear?" She laughed lightly "We have PLENTY of medical equipment to patch you up with! The lab is covered from ground to ceiling with it!"

She jumps slightly at the blonde starts asking her questions. Meme hadn’t realized she had awaken. Oh well, at least she wouldn’t have to wake her. “I-I don’t know, I don’t know, and 14 please don’t hurt me!” The student begs.

She blinked for a moment and took a deep breath, sliding off the bed and stretching. “Well then let’s start simple. What’s your name?” She held her hand out to the girl on the floor, flashing her a warm smile to let her know she had no intention in bringing the girl any trouble or harm.

Her name. That’s an easy question. “It’s uh… uh…” Come on, she knew this! “Uh…Oh! Meme! It’s Meme.” The meister exclaims and examines her hand for a minute, before shyly shaking it.

"Meme? What a lovely name!" She gently pulled the girl up to her feet, still unaware that her ankle is injured. "My name is Marie! Now, second question. How did you manage to get into Stein’s laboratory?" She tilted her head just slightly at Meme, trying to figure out how to girl actually did find her way into the room, well, the lab for that matter. And where’s Stein? If he was here wouldn’t he have noticed that the young meister had gotten in? 

"Thank yo-" She yelps as the deathscythe pulls her up but masks it as a cough and clings to the stranger’s hand as wave after wave of pain hits her. "Uhm.. Uhm… I don’t know. Sometimes I sleep walk I suppose. N-nice to meet you ma’am." Meme stutters, face pale.

"Huh? Is there something wrong Meme-Chan?" The DeathScythe looked very  concerned by the young girls actions and the lack of color in her face. She scrunched her eyebrows together and gently helped Meme sit down on the bed. She then sat beside the Meme, taking her hands in her own to comfort her. "Are you hurt?" She asked in a soft tone to comfort the girl.

The meister exhaled in relief as she sat, the pressure relived from her ankle. “I’m terribly sorry to trespass on your home ma’am. I’ll leave immediately. ” She avoids the question, not wanting someone she barely knew to worry over her.

She frowned a bit and looked over the girl since she had completely avoided her question. She sighed heavily and stood up, flattening her hair. "Well then Meme.....it was nice meeting you." She sounded annoyed and still looked very concerned. 

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She jumps slightly at the blonde starts asking her questions. Meme hadn’t realized she had awaken. Oh well, at least she wouldn’t have to wake her. “I-I don’t know, I don’t know, and 14 please don’t hurt me!” The student begs.

She blinked for a moment and took a deep breath, sliding off the bed and stretching. “Well then let’s start simple. What’s your name?” She held her hand out to the girl on the floor, flashing her a warm smile to let her know she had no intention in bringing the girl any trouble or harm.

Her name. That’s an easy question. “It’s uh… uh…” Come on, she knew this! “Uh…Oh! Meme! It’s Meme.” The meister exclaims and examines her hand for a minute, before shyly shaking it.

"Meme? What a lovely name!" She gently pulled the girl up to her feet, still unaware that her ankle is injured. "My name is Marie! Now, second question. How did you manage to get into Stein’s laboratory?" She tilted her head just slightly at Meme, trying to figure out how to girl actually did find her way into the room, well, the lab for that matter. And where’s Stein? If he was here wouldn’t he have noticed that the young meister had gotten in? 

"Thank yo-" She yelps as the deathscythe pulls her up but masks it as a cough and clings to the stranger’s hand as wave after wave of pain hits her. "Uhm.. Uhm… I don’t know. Sometimes I sleep walk I suppose. N-nice to meet you ma’am." Meme stutters, face pale.

"Huh? Is there something wrong Meme-Chan?" The DeathScythe looked very  concerned by the young girls actions and the lack of color in her face. She scrunched her eyebrows together and gently helped Meme sit down on the bed. She then sat beside the Meme, taking her hands in her own to comfort her. "Are you hurt?" She asked in a soft tone to comfort the girl.