a/n: hello I am back with a New Update and I'm actually? staying true with my schedule? That I update every other day? I know I'm surprised too because I'm staying ahead by one to two chapters..?
"Let's get one thing straight: I'm not a witch, not that there's anything wrong with being a witch!" Lie says once she's settled on the chair. Her fingers were tapping the copy of The Secret History (she would absolutely not speak until Maka gave her The Secret History back) and beside her was a stockpile of books and her parasol.
"There's a lot of things wrong with being a witch." Maka simply tells her with a pointed look.
Lie lets out an offended gasp. "There's nothing wrong with being one! They're creationists! They make things and they're—the young witches are hell bent on reforming the old ones!"
"This talk about witches makes it seem like you really are a witch." Maka points out.
"My soul may seem similar to a witch's but I am not a witch." Lie gives the scythemeister something akin to a glare.
Maka looks ready to protest but Lie gives her a pointed look (that wasn't intimidating in the least if you don't factor in her soul was a freakin' witches!). The scythemeister simply sighed and nodded for the girl to continue.
"Well, technically I can pass for a witch, but I'm not! If anything I'm not like a witch and witches are simply like me!" Lie grumbles, "This is what we get for hiding from the Academy."
"What do you mean?" Maka coughs before Lie can jump into a new conversation topic. Lie looks vaguely surprised and looks at the scythemeister closely.
"I'm not a witch! Honestly Maka Albarn, if you'd look closely at my soul, I know you have Soul Percept! You'll see it clearly!" Lie exclaims rather passionately before she goes back grumbling about how unfair her mother was.
Maka then skeptically takes the other's advice. She activates Soul Percept once more and looks closely at the other's soul. She peers deeply in the too-large-to-be-a-non-combatant's witch soul and looks. She does not know what she's searching for as it seems textbook Witch Soul to her, disruptive—wait. Wait just a minute.
"It's not disruptive." Maka whispers to herself as Professor Stein suddenly kicks the door open.
"A godling?" Professor Stein exclaims as he pushes up his glasses and brings down the leg he used to kick the door open.
"Right on, sir Franken Stein!" Lie points at the professor before she claps her hand together. "I'm not a witch but a godling!"
"You're a godling, but—but Lord Death doesn't have a female child?" Maka looks confused as she says this and Lie frowns.
"Because my Father isn't Sire Death. However, my Mother? The one I was named after?" Lie reminds Maka, "She's Miss Life, Goddess of Life."
"That's impossible!" Maka exclaims as she slams the table, making Lie wince a bit. "There's… no… way…?" Even she was unsure if it was impossible or not.
"Is it Maka Albarn? daughter of Spirit and Kami Albarn, if I'm not mistaken?" Lie suddenly exclaims, "My mother breathed life on you! I was there when it happened!"
"But—but, anyone can look up who my parents are!" Maka counters back.
"Fine! I'll expect for you to say that all information about you can be looked up too?" Lie frowns when Maka nods but then remembers Professor Stein was in the room. "How about him? I can tell you any information about him since one look in a living being's face can instantly give me information about them! A trait of a Life Goddess!"
Maka looks hesitant because that's her teacher they're talking about. She simply looks at the man in question, and is a bit shocked that he was actually taking this seriously and was considering this option—there was still a tiny bit of chance she was telling the truth after all.
"Fine, let's do that, information about me can be rarely looked up after all." Doctor Stein says abruptly after a moment's decision. "Lord Death told me of your arrival but did not mention how you would look like so perhaps this is a good way to make sure you're telling the truth too."
"Fine!" Lie exclaims as she pouts and takes a good look at Professor Stein. Her eyes glaze over as she begins to speak, "Full name: Franken Victor Stein. Age: Thirty-one? Date of Birth: January one. Classification: Meister. Deepest fear: To succumb to the Madness Wavelength. Deepest secret, so as that no one can tell me I can look this up: He had… oh? He had an infatuation on your—"
Professor Stein coughs loudly as to stop Lie, as he frantically turns his screw. If one would look closely, perhaps you would see red on his cheeks.
"I think you've proved to us well that you know information." Professor Stein simply says, making Lie grumble.
"He's an adult, you can't complain about it." Lie whispers so quietly that Maka almost did not catch it but she did and it almost made her snort. The godling put on a sickly sweet smile as she once again looked at the professor. "I would like to think that this proves I really am godling? The next Goddess of Life?"
"Why is your soul so close… to a Witch's soul though?" Maka cannot help but ask. Now that Lie was proven to be not a Witch but instead a young Godling (which was scarier but Maka can at least take comfort in the knowledge that Lord Death won't invite any dangerous people and judging from her interactions with Lie, she wasn't at all intimidating, like a tiny puppy). "It's unlike Kid's soul, ah—the other godling in this school."
"Oh that! Well, we don't have the same souls because we're not the same people, Maka." Lie dryly replies.
Maka feels a tiny bit annoyed. "I know, but the composition of your Souls… while a bit similar, still vastly different. Your soul is more like the Witches, yet Kid's soul is more like…well ours."
"A good question Maka, a question that I, too, would like the answer for." Professor Stein says as he sits on a chair in his trademark sitting pose.
"Oh, well it's more of what we preside on. Life gives, Death takes." Lie tells them, as she closes her eyes. "Witches give and create, while Meisters and Weapons take and destroy. As for how Witches have the same soul as us…Well, that's more on how my mother created witches in her image rather than the image of a normal human."
"Huh." Maka blinks as she digests the somehow rational answer the other gave. (Judging from her encounters with the girl, Lie wasn't really the most rational person you can think of, talking to parasols and treating books like animate objects.)
"Ah. Before I forget," Professor Stein says as he twists his screw. "Is it true that you Mother created Witches to punish human beings? I've read about that somewhere here."
"You—" Lie almost glares at the professor before Maka hears the quiet muttering of 'he's an adult' from her (and the scythemeister swears she saw the professor smile in sadistic pleasure the tiniest bit). The godling coughs, "Well, that's—that's not true at all. If I remember right, the people working for Mother always told me that She accidentally made them."
"When She was drunk!" A new voice butts in their conversation and to Maka's surprise and shock it was Lord Death, himself. "Isn't that right, Lie?"
Lie takes a deep breath as she frowns a tiny bit, "You're not wrong in saying that. I mean, I guess She was drunk? I'd say tired."
"Well, the important thing was that it was enough for Miss Life to be apologetic enough that She still sends me gift baskets now and then whenever she feels guilty!" Lord Death cheerily says. "Also, if you ask Me, She was totally drunk."
"You're the person Mother sends those gift baskets too?" Lie's eyes widen slightly as she covers her mouth to hide her gasp. "I thought Mother was courting another human being!"
"Miss Life never changes." Lord Death coughs in an attempt to hide His smile. "I'm afraid to cut our conversation and this school tour short but the school day is over and I'm here to accompany Lie to her temporary house."
"Finally! I've been waiting for this the whole day!" Lie's eyes sparkled as she heard this and quickly stood up before taking her parasol with her. She walks a little bit too cheerfully out the door.
"Well, goodbye then! See ya later Maka, Stein." Lord Death nods to each of them, "Oh and before I forget, don't overwork yourself, Stein!"
Lord Death finally leaves out of the library with the godling Lie leaving a slightly surprised Maka and an indifferent Stein.
"You okay there, Maka?" Stein finally breaks the silence as he lights up a cigarette (which Maka was pretty sure against library rules). "Kami would get pretty angry at me if she thinks I broke her only daughter."
"Yes sir, I'm okay." Maka finally croaks out. "I think I just need to sit or lay down for a few second because today was fucking weird."
Professor Stein merely snorts as Maka slipped further into her chair. It was a nice day to discover that the strongest enemy you have was created by a drunk Goddess.
a/n: Y'all'd've, the last part was very fun to write ! But the next chapter was even more fun to write because we finally? meet Death the Kid if I'm not mistaken. (I'm a Good Author because I Forget what I write I—)
again, my apologies if Lie's characterization seems unstable, I'm trying very hard to stay true to the original characterization I had of her but the girl keeps on becoming this sexually liberated + stubborn literary girl who's socially awkward with a silver tongue when I just wanted her to become a literary girl who's socially awkward. I think that's a good thing?