Thread: A New Generation-Soul Eater RP with Ezralora

The start of a new school year. Many fresh faces and some old familiar ones. Only a few years old had Lord Death decided to retire and hand over the keys to the kingdom to his capable son. When Kid took over he changed somethings, a few for the better others just to satisfy his own personal reasons. One thing Kid had done that was becoming a huge success was the yearly fall ball. It took place a few days into the start of the fall semster. It was designed for new weapons and miesters to get aquatinted and familiarize themselves. Perhaps even find their partner. It was also a wonderful place for new and old students to have fun before the work of the semester set in. The ball was in full swing and the grand hall was decorated perfectly the music thumping and conversations buzzing. Genesis came from a long and powerful bloodline of weapons, and the infamous DWMA was the second school she had been to in the last year. Not for any special reason. It was more attributed to her mother moving jobs than to her being a troublemaker like her two younger siblings. They were twins, fraternal, but just as inseparable as any other pair of twins. Unlike their big sister the twins had not inherited her power to be able to posses many weapon forms. Gonna go dance Gen? Robbie asked looking up at his sister wiggling his eyebrow as he held a cup of peach colored liquid and took a sip from it swaying to the beat of the music, Connie his twin returned in her hand she held a small plate piled with every meat based treat that the party had to offer. She held it out first to Robbie and then to Genesis. The twins were only 13 years old, 4 years younger than the young woman who stood next to them. Genesis exhaled heavily brushing her hair out of her deep emerald green eyes and watched the twins. No thanks She said waving a hand as Connie shrugged and offered the plate to her brother once again and saw a group of people around their age gathered in a corner chatting away. See ya sis! They smiled shoving the plate and cup into their sisters hands giving no regard that she wanted none of the items they had bestowed up on her. With a frown she promptly walked over to the trash and dumped the items. There were not very many places to sit, the few tables that were there the teachers had taken. This forced the students to mix and mingle or become wall flowers. It seemed that was going to be her fate for the night. To become apart of decor. Her dark reddish brown hair was curled and pinned high onto her head the dress she wore was a pale blue that complemented her mocha skin tone. The dress was also completely backless where people could see two tattoos, a bomb on her left shoulder and a short blade just below it. The two weapon forms she had currently. Her entire back would eventually be filled with many tattoos of weapons. They showed all her possible weapon forms. She inherited the ability to have many weapon forms instead of a single one, her only problem? She had to find each of her familys hidden weapons, and master it before she could use that weapon. Then there was the issue of not having a meister. A meister would be able to help her find the weapons. Genesis believed she could be an excellent partner but it was difficult to resonate with a weapon who took many forms.