Jaada ran up the many stairs of the DWMA. The sound of the heel of her boot meeting the cement floor clacked in rhythm as she took the steps two at a time. With a final push she made it to the top and took a moment to breath. She RAN all the way from her home across town to the academy. Looking at the time on her watch she gave another huff of breath before hungrily taking in more oxygen to control her beating heart. She was on time so she could relax and breath before going into the swarm of people. Before she forgot, she took out the piece of paper that announced her title as Meister.
A few years ago Jaada realized that she had a real talent as a meister and while her parents werent too fond of her decision to join the DWMA they were still supportive of her final decision. Now here she was, searching for her partner. She began to mingle with others. Looking at tags and moving about.
After a while though she was getting a bit frustrated. How was she supposed to find her weapon? 'Oh hello there I am Jaada Minx, I would like to touch you and see if we have a connection.'?
Pushing through the crowd she looked around. Maybe it would be a BAM factor. You look at the weapon (or meister) and BAM! You automatically realize who youre going to be spending pretty much all of your life with. Looking at her tag she pouted and searched until finally, from a distance, she caught the same swirling shadow bordering the word Weapon.
With a brisk and powerful walk (more like a strut) she pushed her way though the crowd and came up beside him.
"Hi, I'm Jaada Minx. A Meister. And can I touch you to see if we have a connection?"
Worth a shot right?