DISCLAIMER: I dont own Soul Eater! Now on with the story ~
Maka Albarn had always been whole heartedly against it, every single aspect of it. So how was it that she now found herself trailing lightly behind her father's right hand man into a large concrete building that held the untold horrors of the very thing she hated? The building was unmarked but everyone knew what it was, labeling it would be redundant.
Suddenly the seemingly poised man before her stopped to open the large metal door before turning to hold it open for her. His eyes glittered and he knew he was apologizing even without saying it out loud. Speaking, just another thing that Maka felt was useless and unnecessary in this bleak world that most called 'home'.
"After you Miss Albarn." Stein gestured his tone slightly amused. Maka wrinkled her nose at the formality of his address and he chuckled as she continued to stall in the entrance. "What, are you suddenly afraid?
Maka's eyes darted to Stein narrowing irritably as she took a deliberate step forward keeping her expression level even though she felt like turning and running.
"It feels like I'm walking right through the gates of Hell."
Maka snorted, well that wasn't exactly untrue this was exactly like Hell on Earth, for the less fortunate.
Stein entered behind her and the door swung shut the sound vibrating through the white walls of the hall. The floor was black marble that shined so brightly in the florescent lighting that Maka wondered if she might go blind. At the end of the short hallway it opened into a brightly lit circular room with a large mahogany desk that curved in a half circle. The room was lined with crème colored uncomfortable looking chairs and chases. Around them sat tables that were made of the same solid looking mahogany as the desk in the center of the room.
Maka's eyes gazed around the room for a few minuets before Stein moved from her side and set a steady pace for the desk. Behind the desk a petite women in her late twenties sat taping away at a very modern looking key board. Her bright blue eyes focused on, what Maka felt was, a pointlessly large monitor.
Stein was only with in five feet of the desk when her head snapped up her doe like eyes flicking right to Maka's escort. A large childishly happy grin followed shortly after, her soft sea shell lips revealing perfectly aligned pearly whites.
"Not right!" Maka's brain screamed at her. "Alien!"
She wanted nothing more than to escape the suffocating building and the aching feeling that was clawing the inside of her chest.
"Good Afternoon Sir," The Blonde piped. "How may I help you on this lovely day?" Maka nearly gagged.
"My young friend here is here to browse your fine selection." Stein said seeming slightly perplexed by the young women's giddy attitude.
"So happy even in an atrocious place like this, absolutely disgusting."
"Oh!" She squealed delightedly. "How exciting! Is this your first time sweet heart?"
Maka stared at her blankly feigning the urge to punch some sense into the bubble head in front of her. Didn't she understand at all what her job title entailed? What it was exactly that she was representing and god forbid even encouraging?
"She doesn't speak much, but yes this is her first time participating in such a thing." The blonde's expression seemed to waver for a moment as though she wasn't quiet sure what he meant. Stein cleared his throat quickly changing the subject. "I'm sorry I didn't quiet catch your name before…"
"Oh I'm so sorry its Molly!" The blonde chirped.
"Figures…" Maka scoffed quietly.
Stein peered in her direction in surprise; it really was a rarity that Maka spoke at all, let alone in public.
"Well, it's um…nice to meet you Molly." Stein said as Molly stood up revealing that she was wearing a bright pink dress that was figure fitting and hit right above her knees, shiny black pumps adorned her small feet.
"Oh you're so sweet!" Molly gushed batting her long lashes at Stein who shifted uncomfortably. "Well then, let's go find you your perfect match shall we?"
With that Stein and Molly made their way towards the heavy looking mahogany double doors that mirrored the one that they'd entered through. However as Stein and Molly wandered farther away Maka could only stand and stare at the thin wall that was placed behind the receptionist's desk. It was plain white like the rest of the room except for the single sentence printed in bold black letters:
SLAVES INC. THE PLACE FOR HAPPY HELPERS.
"Bull shit…" Maka whispered her tone dripping acid as she turned angrily away from the wall and marched towards the doors.
Hahaha, did anyone guess what it was that Maka was so against? I tried to make it a little bit trickier to figure out but i dunno if it worked! hehe~ anyways review review review!