The Fated Meeting. Creation of the Forever Lasting Bond!!!!

Asako, a very edgy girl that attended the world-renowned D.W.M.A, was also making her way down the city's streets. Her hearing was completely oblivious to the outside world due to her ear buds blasting music into her ears. It was a rare day that she was allowed to roam the city without an escort. Ever since her little 'accident', she'd been kept under close observation. So today was a blessing, and she was going to make damn sure that she'd enjoy it.

Stigma sneered at the streets of Death City below, standing on the rooftops. He had recently returned to this city after a few months of absent.
"Eight months I've been gone, and this place sees as bad as ever if not worse. Injustice must be stopped, these people need to rise above this. But only a superior one like myself can show them the way," Stigma says to himself.
He leaps down off the rooftop, landing on a small overhang, before leaping off into the streets. Out of the faces in the street, he saw two that really interested him, a guy with a stupidly huge grin on his face, one who looked loyal, and a girl, who seemed on the edge on something, blasting music in her ears, maybe someone who understood the importance of trust in a person. Stigma made a choice to follow behind the two, seeing how both seemed to be heading down the same way, although they hadn't noticed each other yet.

The girl whipped her head around with an agitated look on her face. Asako pulled herself to a stop, spinning around quickly on her heels to face whoever was trying to get her attention. She was expecting an Academy staff member, or something of that degree. When she saw that it was just some guy, she eased up. She removed her earbuds one at a time then tucked them in her pocket. "Need something? If you're lost, I don't know the city well enough to give directions." she spoke quickly with her arms tightly crossed. She wasn't one for... tourists. Or people in general, really. However an occasional chat was never too bad.

Stigma stop and watched as the guy he had noticed walked over to the girl he had noticed.
"Hmm, wonder if they had plans to meet up here or if it was just coincidence." Stigma thought to himself.
He then shrugged and walked up to the both of them.
As he approached, he heard the girl say something to the guy, and cross her arms. He walked up and said, "Hello. I haven't been here in awhile, can you point me to the nearest cofffee shop, first to spill gets a free coffee," Stigma said, as nicely as he could.

Asako lightly facepalmed, her fingers gently resting against her forehead. I'm a DWMA student, too... Not that she actually cared too much. The less people knew, the better. Despite what she had said, the weapon actually knew the city fairly well. The free coffee was more than enough for her to be persuaded into giving the stranger a nudge in the right direction. "The closest one is down two blocks and three buildings to the right." The girl jabbed her thumb towards the direction in which she spoke. Her feet, however, moved a bit closer to the newcomer.

Stigma looked at both of them, and laughed, "A DWMA student? How you guess, I mean, i don't think my clothing screams DWMA, and I've been gone eight months so I don't think I can be considered a student anyways."
He looks at the girl, "Name's Stigma, wanna show me this coffee shop? I do owe you one coffee."
He looks back at the guy, "You're welcome to tag along, but as you wasted your one chance at free coffee it's on you to buy it."

Asako was in no mood to wait, so she grabbed both of their hands and continued to drag them towards the coffee shop. "I'll buy you ladies both drinks if we just get a move on." she joked and flashed a somewhat cocky grin at the two. Earlier that week, Lord Death had warned her about staying at the Academy but not actually participating in school events. To make this brief, if she didn't make friends or socialize, she'd have to go to dances or even worse... camps. It made her shudder at mere thought. So this was a great opportunity.

Stigma glared at the cocky guy, his eye colors flashing like crazy, but hidden behind the sunglasses. He sighs, and then starts to put up a reply when the girl grabbed his hand and started dragging him towards the coffee shop.
He decides to ignore the guy's last comment and then says, "Well, I mean, before you buy me coffee don't I at least deserve to know your name, girl?"
He glances at the guy and says, "I mean your name might be important, if you actually mattered, but unless you are weaponless, you don't matter to me."

The girl guided them easily, her thoughts drifting elsewhere as she strode along. "Cool, I haven't met too many other meisterless weapons." she murmured, recalling her own partnerless-ness. Not that she minded it too much. If fact, she had previously considered solo-ing it. Though that would require a lot of patience that she didn't have... Whatever. After shaking the thought off, Asako turned the corner and caught sight of the coffee shop's sign. "Alright, it's right up there." she pointed and sped ahead of the two.

As the girl guided them, both of them told a whole about themselves then they probably thought about. He smiled and said, "And my guess was right, a meister and a weapon. So are you two partnering up? Or, was it pure luck that a weaponless meister and a meisterless weapon meet in the streets today?"
The girl speed up, dragging him along until they actually made it to the shop, he slipped out of her hands and said, "Welp, I know what I want, so let's go in."
He walked into the coffee and lounged at the counter waiting for the other two so that they could make their orders.

Asako was about to make a remark that might've been just a tad racists and something not to be said in such a classy coffee shop, but her witty reply was forgotten as she saw the manga and pair of glasses drop to the ground. She stifled a laugh, but a small giggle escaped. She then cleared her throat, good lord she hated it when girls giggled, so it disgusted her when she did it. "Wait just a second..." she picked up the book and shoved it in his face. "Where did you get this?..."

Stigma sighed as the two were taking their sweet time to actually get inside, so he said, "Oi, ignore the book, Ms. Giggly, and come order so I can pay. Mr. Nerd, I really don't care if you come or go, but I owe the lady a drink so stop distracting her."
He started to tap his foot, waiting patiently as the two decided to take there sweet time. He look at the gal behind the counter and flashed her a smile, "I'll take a mocha, and whatever that girl behind me is having."

"Just curious?..." she shrugged and made a hasty speed-walk towards the counter, standing next to Stigma. Damn... I thought there was some sort of manga-carrying store here. She thought with sudden displeasure. She figured that he'd found some sort of bookstore that carried said merchandise. Oh well. "I'll take a cappuccino." she kept it simple, not wanting to be too greedy with his offer. "Stop standing around and get your ass over here, we're waiting!" she yelled, getting a few uncomfortable glances from people that were drinking coffee there.

Stigma looked at the gal behind the counter, and said, "If you could do me another favor, and spit in whatever that weird nerd guy orders that would be helpful."
She did a quick laugh at that, then finished up his order, he paid the bill, and the other person behind the counter started working on the order.
"So, girl, you still haven't even told me your name. Do i get the courtesy of that, I mean I did introduce myself and buy you coffee." Stigma said, making small chat while waiting on his mocha.

Asako leaned against the counter, studying the other weapon for a moment. "Ah, right. I'm Asako." she gave him a lop-sided grin and stood up straight. Her eyes pulsated with a subtle blue light as her curiosity bloomed. It was an occasional mishap. Her plasmatic energy had a tendency to release itself in odd ways. After a moment of listening to Kharen and Stigma, the drinks were served.

Stigma smiled and thanked the other person behind the counter as he got his mocha. He looked at Mr. Nerd and said, "You know it's the coward's way to make it look like your actually not trying to flip me off by "fixing" your glasses."
He then proceeds to flip Mr. Nerd off and sits down at a table, he smiles and says, "Now that we got the hostilities out of the way, let's enjoy each's other accompany and answer each other's questions, and yes, I am a sword. Why are you weaponless?"