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Crona



The hell.... Is in your head.








Age 13
Gender ...
Favorite things Pass
Weapon or Meister Pass
Friends I don't know how to deal with people!!
"Crona you little wuss!"
"Ragnarok shut up!"




Crona

• Crona is a shy, and sensitive person.

• Crona has the tendency to snap at odd times, having breakdowns.

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 Ha ha TasteMyScythe (https://www.deviantart.com/tastemyscythe) here! excuse me as I steal away this account and edit it while the other admin is busy with work! anyway, she is coming back soon, but I noticed her account was finished so I took it in my hands to finish the task. You're welcome. }}
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Maka smiled as she walked down the street, holding a paper bag filled with food for this evenings dinner. Humming to herself as she went, she watched as people passed by, returning her look of happiness. Her book bag thudding against her thigh with the beat of her feet that slapped against the pavement. Days off from school could be boring, but she planned for today to be much better, maybe Crona would be around.
Crona walked shyly along the sidewalk, his sword dragging along behind. He thought about Maka, and wondered if she would be around to hang out over school vacation. The DWMA was letting their students out for a little while, letting them rest from the last assignment that they had been on. No one was seriously injured but it was still nice to have some time off. Crona sighed but continued to walk, secretly wanting to complain about his feet hurting.
Continuing down the side walk, she glanced over, Noticing her friend on the other side of the road.
"Crona?" She asked under her breath as she squinted, yes, this was defiantly Crona.
"Hey!" She smiled and waved to the other, trying to get his attention. Looking both ways, she paused, before crossing the street, bounding towards her friend. This was a strangely upbeat day for the blonde, not that she was complaining.
Crona jumped at the sound of Maka's voice.
"Oh uh...hi Maka..." Crona mumbled, watching as she ran towards him. He let a smile attach to his lips, and started towards the other. Sure his feet were sore, but this was Maka.
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{ I feel like roleplaying ;; }

Maka had been wandering around the city, it had been a while, she hadn't seen Crona. Clutching her book bag close to her chest, she walked, head down with pursed lips. "I wonder.." She murmured to herself.
Crona sat in the bar, his head down, waiting to leave. "Ragnarok, when can we leave?" He asked, glancing up at him. A girl slid closer to Crona, and he stared up at her beautiful face. The girl smiled, and Crona blushed, but suddenly a frown re-appeared and Crona's hands rose to his face, blocking tears from . "But I don't know how to deal with girls," He mumbled into his hands. The pretty girl next to him, frowned also, then looked down to the floor, worried.
Maka decided she should search for her father, though it pained her to do so. She headed to the first place she could think he would be, and started heading to her fathers favorite bar. She walked into the door with a bleak look on her face when she spotted the other. "Crona!?" An instat smile gracing her lips, that was until she thought about it. In a bar..?