A/N: I completely blame Copper for this dribble that has poured from my lips through my fingers onto the page. It's her fault that this has been written.

I own nothing, but wished I did.

There was something insanely intimate in their job. The fact that their success hindered on the resonance of their very souls, it caused something in them that you couldn't replace or imagine. It was different in every team, of course, because every team and every soul was different.

During an all girl slumber party at Maka's house, Blair had asked them all once what a resonance felt like. She was a cat turned witch and she was curious what it felt like to be that much in sync with another person.

Maka answered first, after a long silence. She gulped, blushed slightly and looked away from them. Liz couldn't help but notice her eyes had landed on the phonogram in the corner of the apartment.

"It's like music," Maka started, "It's not a particular instrument, not really. But it's music playing, some half-tune that explodes in my chest and goes out through my body. I can feel him then and it's like the music connects. It's not half anymore, but a perfect song that echoes in my head. It-it's the most amazing feeling I've ever felt." As she quieted, her gaze came back to them.

Blair looked at Tsubaki next, who gulped. She bit her lip and then smiled. "It's like starbursts," She said with a nod. "It's like little shots of bright lights are going off in my head and little pops. It's takes me in and makes me blind to almost everything. It's as though he drowns out everything and all I can see and hear are the starbursts."

All eyes turned to Chrona who seemed to shrink slightly. She curled up, pulling her knees to her chest.

"It used to be something that I had to do," her quiet voice said softly, "There wasn't any pleasure or anything in it, it just had to be done. It was the one thing that kept me from getting into trouble with Medusa. Then it became safety, kind of. Now, since he's not part of my body anymore and I can't feel him all the time, it's comforting and safe and normal. It makes me feel as though we never ended up separated, that he never got a body of his own. And always, when we're done, I feel guilty for being so selfish about him having a body and wanting it back like it was," She went silent and Maka wrapped an arm around her.

Then it was Liz's and Patty's turns. Liz gulped and shrugged. Patty answered for them.

"It's quiet," the usually air headed girl answered seriously, her eyes watching the carpet in front of her. "It's always quiet and all we can hear is a heartbeat."

"One heartbeat," Liz picked up, "And I can feel the quiet surrounding me and it's only Patty and myself looking at each other"

"Then we can feel him and hear that heartbeat and that's it," Patty whispered, "We don't notice the transformation for the Cannon."

"We can feel the power and everything and know what's going on, but it's always quiet. It's just as thought it's us in the entire world." Liz murmured.

Everyone shifted slightly, knowing the conversation was an extremely personal one. Liz smiled to herself. You could never say that a Weapon or Meister had intimacy issues.