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"Mist" Soul Eater - Kid/Brina   "Brina, Kid, you're up next."   Brina nervously watched the previous team leave the room, both looking distinctly pissed off. It didn't seem to have gone very well. When they'd been picked as one of the teams who had improved the most, she'd been thrilled. But apparently this extracurricular lesson that Professor Stein had in mind had the potential to be very destructive to soul wavelengths, if they weren't completely harmonised. Her and Kid's relationship already felt shaky enough.   As usual, Kid seemed perfectly unperturbed by the situation and led the way into the room. It was dark inside, lit only by

   The prospect of Professor Stein's final decisions weighed heavily on Brina's mind over the next few days. She was really worried about what the result would be for her. She didn't want anything to change. She wanted to stay working with Kid.   She kept reminding herself that the weight of her worry wasn't affected by what had happened during the last trust exercise. But every time she told herself that she believed it less and less. Urgh. Like she wasn't already dreading the final decision enough...   Wham. A fist suddenly connected with the side of her face. The impact was enough to make her stumble sideways. She tripped over her own

   The first day at school was always a big deal and it was always nerve-wracking. Brina's nerves were currently two-fold. Not everyone happened to start school on the same day that their daughter did. But of course, Brina wasn't starting as a student this time. No, this was her first day teaching at the Death Weapon Meister Academy - the same school that she'd attended back when she was a teenager.   If anything, she was even more nervous about the day ahead than her daughter was. But then Aya had a much higher level of composure than she did. She'd certainly inherited some of the better traits from her father. The composure, the coordinat

   Brina was quite literally up to her elbows in gold tinsel when she heard a knock at the door. It was Saturday morning, so it wasn't entirely odd for her to have visitors. She just hadn't been expecting anyone in particular.   "Err... just a minute!" she called.   She'd looped the extensive length of tinsel around her arm and shoulders as she'd unpacked it to try and keep it from getting tangled up. Her attempt had clearly been futile. All she'd succeeded in doing was getting tangled in it herself.   "Hold on a sec!" Brina shouted as another knock sounded at the door, desperately trying to pull the tinsel off.   She managed to unrav

   Thankfully things started to improve again. After sulking for almost a week, Adrian realised that Brina wasn't going to budge so he gave Kid a rather gruff and insincere 'sorry' as they passed in the corridor on the way to class. It wasn't the best apology ever, but it was still undeniably what Brina had asked for.   After that, things pretty much went back to normal between them. Brina still felt a little guilty that Professor Stein's project had prevented her from spending much time with the twins, so she made sure to spend at least every lunchtime with them. It seemed to help. Jesse appeared happy enough with the arrangement and even

   “How am I supposed to use this stuff? Surely it’ll look really obvious.”   “Oh here then, let me do it!”   Brina would never have believed that Professor Stein’s class project would somehow result in her having to put makeup on a guy… Yet here she was. She made Kid sit on the end of her bed since her bedroom had the best light to work with – all the while consciously aware of the fact that Lord Death’s son was in her bedroom, no matter how much she tried not to think about it.   And to make things worse, the concealer really wasn’t working. The black eye that was rapidly sp

   By the end of the weekend, Brina felt like she had a complete knowledge of how basketball was played. Of course that didn't really stop her from tripping over, running into things or hitting herself in the face when she got too eager to catch the ball… But Kid just insisted that it would all still help her in future games.   And after discovering that the game was easier to play than she'd expected, she'd actually started to enjoy herself. She still hadn't scored a basket yet. But of course her balance affected her aim… So that clearly wasn't going to be one of her strong points.   She hadn't gotten Kid to show her how to tac

   The next few days passed without any improvement. Professor Stein continued to give them more exercises with the partner straps. They were more like standard team building activities, but Brina still didn't find it any easier. By the time Friday afternoon rolled round she'd managed to fall over twice, bruise both of her knees and pull a muscle in her arm when she'd gotten their partner strap entangled around one of the chairs in the classroom.   She was grateful it was nearly the weekend, but her mood was spoilt when Professor Stein announced that they'd be trying more basketball the following week to see how they'd improved using the pa

   The partner straps turned out to be quite disastrous, albeit a little amusing. As promised, Professor Stein had assigned several of the teams to start up a mini game of basketball. It didn't work out too well. The ball was dropped many times – it was a lot more difficult to catch with the pairs trying to move around the court as well as concentrate on what their partner was doing.   Not to mention the amount of times the teams got their partner straps tangled with others or tripped over their partner's feet. Several of the students left for lunch with injuries. Both Black Star and Blood had grazed knees from tripping each other up a

   "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Brina asked nervously.   She was sat in one of the rooms of Gallows Manor and was now starting to regret her decision. It didn't help that she had a slightly crazy grim reaper stood in front of her, looking quite menacing holding a pair of scissors.   "Of course I do," said Kid stiffly.   "So you've done this before?" Brina felt a little relieved.   "Well no, not exactly. But I have a perfect sense of symmetry so it'll be fine," replied Kid.   Oh great. That wasn't exactly comforting. "If you give me a bowl cut I'm gonna kill you," Brina muttered. She didn't find Kid particularly intimid