Thread: ♥Never Deceive Me♥ [Soul Eater][Sin and Ban]

There was a lot to this house that showed the many dimensions of the mans mind, from the stitches of it's walls and furniture to the near vacancy around it. Very little life could be seen, it's emptiness shown through by the slight mess of it's surroundings. And more so what little life you did appeared frightfully harmed. Stitches along it's body, even the cat that had given the girl such a fright was a victim to the surrounding madness. Under it's black fur, was hidden the stitched reminder of it's own... Di section.... The air was deep and ominous and unbeknownst to her, she was being watched. For sitting in the dark, in front of the bright blur of the monitor, her future host had observed the girl's slow and nervous approach to his own doorstep. His hand tinkering away, spinning the bolt on one side of his head, as he waited for her to knock. Once she did, the door would just.... Open. And, the only sound creaking from the dark house, was the sharp, light clicking of his bolt as he wounded it up, click, click click.... Like something out of a horror movie. Soon the sound came to a frightful silence. Only broken a few moments later by a loud thud, the sound of rolling permeating through the air until the image came clear through the darkness of the house. The man was rolling back on his chair. And with the click of his wheel hitting against the door frame, he fell back, a vacant expression upon the man's stitched face, his cigarette still held between his lip's. Now laying inches away from the girl's feet, he looked up, the vacant expression still present as he raised his hands up in the air like a camera. Trying to align them towards something, but it wouldn't be clear exactly what he was trying to align them to... Hmm, not quite. Stay right here. He said as he stood up, dragging the chair back into the darkness... Was he testing something? Not to long after, the thud banged through the air once more, this time louder, a slightly stronger push perhaps? Followed by the rolling and click of his wheel, the man began falling back once more, this time his head resting on her feet. The vacant expression now turns to a slightly devious smile, his eyes narrowing in a very serious and observant manner. With a click of his tongue, he raised his hands, closing one eye as he alinged his finger's right under the girl's skirt. Success. He said boldly and plainly, before jumping up off the ground. Smoothly lifting the chair up with him to show years of experience in.... Well, rolling. You must be Celeste, a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am glad you cooperated with my little experiment, it would seem your already quite the assistant. But I digress, Allow me to introduce myself. Experiment? He just... He only snuck a pantie glimpse! Was this a joke? Prank? Or was he seriously seeing if he can land with a perfect view of her undergarments? It was hard to tell, as the man emulated emotion quite well. Despite his friendly smile he now showed, it was still some what vacant, leaving any real intentions an enigma to say the least. I am Doctor Stein. His smile grew wider, as he closed his eyes. Slightly cocking his head to one side as he tapped his right foot against the leg of his desk chair. Now I am certain you have many questions and, while I would be glad to answer them, no matter how dull they are, I have some of my own. So perhaps we can go inside, where you can serve us some tea? He said so with that same smile across his face. Was she not his guest? Why would she make the tea? He was odd, slightly rude and his smile seemed so fake. He perhaps was not off to a good start as far as first impressions go. But something she would likely come to find out, is that Stein is simply a multi faceted man. On the flick of a switch he can be in a new mood, new mindset, a new... Psychosis. Slowly he kicked his feet back, rolling towards his front door. With his wheel clicking against the frame once more, he fell inside his house. The man simply standing up afterwards as if the blunder didn't even happen in the first place. Picking up his chair, he simply renewed his entry. Kicking his feet once more and rolling back into his house. A out stretched arm reached out, his finger's pointing out to flick on the living room light as he passed it by. Dragging his feet, he narrowly stops next to his coffee table, reaching to his face to straighten his glasses out. Hmm, on second thought, ask your questions first. I am your host after all and It is rude not to accommodate... By the way, the kitchen is over there. I don't know what Tea I have in the cupboards but hey... With a shrug, the man gave her a confident toothy grin. Surprise me. With a sigh, Jacob continued to walk down the street, shutting down his ears practically to every sound he heard. He was tired of this guy, the boy walking at his side. This guy couldn't be any more annoying, but Jacob was sadly kind of stuck with him. Are you even listening to me!? his Meister asked, as he placed a firm hand on Jacobs shoulder. Pulling against him, Jacob was dragged into place, groaning slightly at this sudden burst of his personal space. Ok, what is it Jesse. What is it, that is so important about avoiding missions with them. Jacob was tired of this argument. For the past few months, they have been receiving missions that paired the two with Maka and Soul. Jacob loved the set up, after all they were two of the best out there right now. Not to mention, the two were not half bad to hang out with. But Jesse keeps insisting they deny missions with them for now on. Because Jacob, they out class us! How are we supposed to make a name for ourselves when almost every mission is with them. They take the glory, by default. Because she is the damned Keshan slayer. Any thing we do, has that attached to it. Jacob sighed as he tried to walk forward, a visible vain growing on Jesse's forehead, as his scowl was unmistakable to not notice. 'Oh, but you had theeeir help.' He said in a mocking tone. As obnoxious as ever. Is that really still your only reason why? Who cares!? If we end up working with them, then that is just what we will do. I dont want to avoid them, act like they dont exist and go for different missions. Jacob proclaimed as he began to walk backwards. Who cares! Jesse was upset with that, but Jacob persisted. I didn't chose to use my gift to find fame and glory. I'm here to do whats right, i'm here to protect others, im here to actually do my job and learn! Jacob proclaimed as he continued to walk backwards. Oh, how noble of you, but how are you supposed to become a death scythe with them around!? Jacob couldnt really argue with that. Tch..Whatever man, we have class. Worry about glory some other time you tool. He said with a click of his tongue. Jesse tried to say something, but Jacob blanked it out. Turning around so he can now just see where he was going. But it was to late, he already blundered into some one. Walking his forehead right into Maka's, he fell foreward, pushing her to the ground... His hand's now resting on her rather flat chest in his attempt to catch his fall. His leg's were straddled around her hip's, his hands slightly pinning the young women to the ground as a visible blush grew across his cheeks. Quickly retracting his hands, he was already onto his excuse. So so sorry, I was just distracted by a conversation with.... Looking to his left, Jesse was already gone. He can practically see the puff of dust in the air from his retreat. Jesse knew as well as any one else, Maka didn't see accidents when it came to the exploitation of the female form... She only can see punishment, retribution, and righteous fury. A bead a sweat roll's down his cheek, as the man raised his upper body. His hand reaching to scratch the back of his head. Well it was just an accident I swear. He said nervously. His thoughts however were some what impure. He was happy it was her...He liked Maka. She was fun, energetic and well... Cute. Even when she was acting like a complete Tsundere, she was adorable. And to him, she was beautiful. He didn't care if she was not as well equipped as other women, or how petite she was. To him, there was no one he would rather have fallen on more. Slowly, he stood up, reaching down to grab her hand and pull her up. He was ready for her onslaught, but proceeded to try for some kind of idle chit chat none the less. So what are you up to, looking at the board? He asked. As if he had not just have a good feel of her... Well, there was not much to 'feel'. However, she more then likely did not like the reminder of it, or the fact that he now felt how flat she was. He knew he embarrassed her he just hope he did not offend her. It really was the last thing any man wants to do, to a cute girl they fancy.