Calipso is an original character I created for the Soul Eater universe. You know those gray silhouettes you see wandering the halls and in the classroom in the series?
She's one of them. She's a weapon, who hasn't been able to find a Meister yet.
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Chapter 1: Breathing
Calipso saw him sitting on a balcony on that evening. Lots of people liked to sit on that balcony. It was a good place to think, and to talk. You could see the whole city stretching out before you.
Calipso sat on the far left of the balcony, her legs dangling over the side. Kid was sitting on the far right in the same position. He didn't give any notice that Calipso was there.
That was just his way. Most of the time he pretended not to notice things around him, but he was really the one who was paying the most attention.
Calipso was attracted to those that were alone, because she was herself alone.
They sat in silence. Something was weighing on Calipso about Kid. She wanted to ask him. She thought about how to bring it up. Calipso liked to do things indirectly. If she had a question about something, she would wait to see if someone else would ask first.
She knew that Kid had been asked this question many time before. She had had heard people ask him. Sometimes they were adamant, demanding to know. Sometimes they were casual and curious.
But he always found a way to brush it aside. He would say, "I don't know", or "don't bother me" or "would you quit asking that?"
Calipso knew the only way to get him to answer was to get him alone. But now that she was alone with him, saying anything seemed like it would be awkward.
Though Calipso was shy and said little, she was determined. She didn't give up on things that she really wanted. True, she didn't get the best grades, but she tried. She wanted the best grades. But it wasn't something that she was going to put her all into.
This question for Kid, though. This was something that she really wanted.
"Hey Kid." she began. Easing into the question would be better than blurting it out, Calipso thought. Though, with Kid, it was hard to tell whether to be direct or indirect.
"So...how are ya?" Calipso needed to move the conversation along. In order to have the least bit of a conversation with Kid, one needed to continually ask questions.
"I'm fine, thank you." a short and curt reply. Just like Kid.
"So Kid."
He made no movements whatsoever. He just kept staring out over the city at the skyline.
Calipso looked in the direction that he did, checking to see if there was something worth looking at. She knew that there probably wasn't, but she was nervous and looking for something to make the conversation more casual.
Even though it was a simple question, Calipso got nervous whenever she was going to talk to someone about something serious. Sometimes even when things weren't serious, she just got nervous working up the courage to talk to people alone.
Her heart was pounding, but she knew that it didn't need to be. This nervousness was almost like an illness, that just suddenly popped up now and again.
She knew that all she had to do was to say the words. She just had to spit it out.
"Why does everything always have to be symmetrical for you?"
Now that it was out on the table, Calipso had to calm herself down. She didn't want Kid to hear the shakiness in her voice. It was hard for her to calm down after becoming so nervous, and not even for a good reason.
He didn't turn. He just kept looking straight ahead. "I don't know." he said quietly.
It wasn't the answer that Calipso was looking for. But, it was a different answer than what he usually gave to everyone else.
"What do you mean?"
He turned to face her then. "I mean exactly what I said. I don't know."
"But..." Calipso and Kid stared into each others eyes as she tried to find the right words to get him to say something more about it. Kid didn't turn back to the setting sun. He just kept staring.
"Well...if you don't know why you do it, then why don't you stop?" It was a question. Something to get the conversation moving again.
"I can't."
"So, you do something, but you don't know why, but yet you can't stop it?" It was a half-statement, half-question.
"Do you know why you breath?" Kid still hadn't taken his eyes off of Calipso.
The pieces started to fall into place. Calipso was smart, and she caught on to things that people said rather quickly. A statement like that might have confused someone else. How did a question like that relate to this situation? Still, Calipso decided to play dumb, so that she could hear what else he had to say.
"Everyone needs to in order to live. Even animals do. It's just something that we're born with. It's something we always do and that we've always known how to do."
"Listen. For me, having everything perfectly symmetrical is like breathing. I don't remember if it's something I've always had to do, or if it's something I learned over time. But...having things perfectly symmetrical is just something I have to do to survive. Stopping won't make it go away. It'll just make it hurt."
Calipso stopped herself from saying, "weird", even though what Kid had just said WAS weird. But she understood now. Kid didn't have control over his obsession. Not entirely. He just couldn't help it.
She looked down at her hands awkwardly. Kid's stare was a bit uncomfortable, but at least she knew that he was paying attention.
"How come you never give people the answer you just gave me?" Calipso was thinking half out loud, but it was something she did want to know.
"It's a complicated answer, and I just don't think that they'll understand."
"Then why did you tell me?"
It was Kid's turn to look down at his hands. "I suppose I just got tired of people asking me the same question over and over."
"Hm." That was that. Calipso had gotten her answer.
She swung her legs around and set them down on the balcony. She stood up, stretching her arms in the air. Then she walked over and sat down right next to Kid.