
Attack on Titan OC. A small criminal in need of food and a good fight. (Adult mun and muse) #AOTRP
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"Of course. It would be my honor." So cordial...
Levi is seeing a side of her that very few will. The side that comes with respect. After all, she doesn't respect very many people in the world. She lines herself up behind the man, gently taking the handles of the wheelchair.--
--She ponders how strong this man was in his past. After all, to even make it this far after so much damage... In a field like his, he must be incredible.
Thus she begins to push, doing the legwork for her little tour guide.
"Thanks again. I know you're humble and all,--
Her mouth hangs open in disbelief. Wait... he's wheelchair bound? He wasn't before, right? He was guiding her by foot, she swore...
"You uh..." She ponders asking about it but quickly, immediately after already making a sound, stifles her curiosity. It's not her problem.--
"Mm?" Linda quirks an eyebrow at the scientist.
"It's really nice actually. It's just seasoned enough I think, not too salty... Broth is thick and filling. I dunno, I'm not a food reviewer. I wouldn't know the first thing about a palette, but... It's pretty good!"
She--
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"Ah, of course." Linda is about half way out of her seat before Levi tells her to wait. Thus, she waits... Sitting back down to give him a few moments. In this time, she just ponders the idea of what they're doing. Almost trying to talk herself out of it.
But in the end,--
--nothing can convince her that it's the wrong decision.
Where did this person come from? The one inhabiting her mind. Because she sure as shit isn't the kind of person to care so much about a dead stranger! A solider no less!
It doesn't matter. Maybe growth is what she--
"As I said." Linda doesn't miss a beat, even despite the malicious grin. Even despite the chill that accompanied it.
"Com-pen-sa-tion!" She insists, before stuffing her face with her first spoonful of soup! "Mmmmm..."
Her eyes flutter shut, before she whimsically flutters her--
--way to the nearby table, seating herself. It's taken her little to no time to make herself at home. This isn't the first unfamiliar building she's just shambled into. It's just very uncommon for the owner to be willing.
"I love figuring out why titans are how they are as--
“Oh! It’s… really nothing. I’m used to sleeping in places like this… It’s much colder in the tunnels my comrades used to have us in. I… don’t need anymore help…”
Once again words and actions don’t line up. She’s entering Hange’s humble abode without thinking about it,—
“Oh? Just humans, huh?” Linda ponders on that for a moment. “Fair enough, I guess. You’re just beyond most humans I’ve ever met. A lot of them wouldn’t be so kind for literally nothing in return. Myself included. I really do respect you, maybe more than anyone else.”
Of course,—
—how many other people would help Ivan without knowing him? How many would see the letter and ignore it? How many would’ve stolen the ring?
Linda would’ve in the past. A truth that lingers in her brain. She doesn’t want to be that kind of person anymore.
Finally she finishes—
"Bwuh...?" The drifter had drifted off the previous night. Just so happening to sleep outside Hange's place.
Now she's just lurking in place, trying to get her bearings before setting off, when she's addressed once more by a stranger...
She turns around to face Hange,--
Replying to @TitanFucker3000
@RodentOfParadis. Just outside.
“Oooiiii! Hungry?”
Their head tilts.
The dish lifts in an offer.
--her eyes narrowing for a second. "For me? Really? You sure? You don't even know me and now you're givin' me stuff for the second time..."
She asks this, yet she doesn't actually abstain in any way, quite the opposite. She's taken the bowl from the stranger before they can--





