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♛ — ; Reality brokered no confusion on their part, spared them no detail of morbid curiosities and lace memories tucked away in the confines of their rotting ramshackle corpses left behind. And if such were the case, who was she to blatantly deny the obvious in sight of gods that no one worshiped? “—What you were and what you are happen to be the same thing, Reiner. Refuting it will only cause turmoil." Humanity was never in sight for them, a nothingness to behold with watery eyes in liquid capsule, refracting the endless possibilities of mortal oblivion. Assurance, however, had been something the titaness had grappled with, the quaking quagmire of a cemented fate and she would not allow them to waver in fear of it. They either accepted their duty or they died with it; there were no other options now.

Vexed, she paused, clipping her own tongue against the roof of her mouth as if it were sandpaper to dull the blow previously provided. Humble conversation had been trick not taught to her in youth, a honest chord struck beneath a liar’s breast when it came to ideologies and metaphors. Would she be honest and perhaps spare herself the boiling blood of a queen’s rage, only to quiver and shudder with the inevitable fear of breaking bones and gamey sinew? She could not blame, him, scold him and tussle until the bulwark deemed so warily to change his mind — childish monstrosities robbed of their humanity. They never asked for this. Lapis lazuli provide him a solemn gaze, normal icy hues melting against the sight of him. ”But that’s neither here nor there… What brought this on? Not having second thoughts, are you?"

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「兵」; Reiner couldn't aid his endeavors in retaining a stone lined expression, the chips and falling cracks of a tool being pressed beneath skin and struck inward causing a light simper. Never had his skin felt like a quake aimed for strike, sever the tectonic plates of his emotions creating a hand crafted desolated reasoning. Second thoughts. It was a painful prospect to merely provide the food of thought, such determining factors in ones belief to me mirrored by the unsolved willingness to muster a glacier of resounding soldier like fortitude. True, the Pillar could not quench personal thirst for a longing home nor the horn of glory to be tuned before battle, more so, knowing that a self inflicted wound would not lead to a metamorphism of what he truly is.

" I should have an answer for you, shouldn't I? Second thoughts are far away from me, whatever faith still resides in me is dedicated to us. Bertholdt, and you, Annie." Orbs that once quivered about attempting to communicate with the outer land rather than the being before him now gather a halcyon glow, auriferous crystals focused upon the shorter beast. It was almost humiliating, that, she, smaller in size perhaps even fitness, had overcome him through mere solidified conviction to herself.

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♛ — ; Fragments of echoes stitched them together as morbid counterparts, sealing whatever frayed future they might have and she did not know of a dislike for it, only the burden of a proverbial deities disaster, weighing upon lithe shoulders. However, they owed each other nothing but the skin that coated their weaving gigas’ bones, melding in monstrous fusion into a shape that nightmarish hounds quiver for. For that logic alone, she spelled out a weave of concern and blatant warrant of companionship. They were together, whether they deigned to find pleasure in it or not, but she refused to let booted heels stuttered upon the broken earth or tongues to split in more that venomous lies. Like the pillar, Reiner, her bulwark, had been a charge she took on with blatant pride.

”Don’t apologize. He’ll get over it." A demand, an order, or simply a request to pour from her lips in muted meaning of either ill-necessity or generalized lacking concern. Unfettered did seem her disposition, a callused display of mirth accompanied by the clip of her jaw and crack of bone beneath healing sinew. Her nose crinkled, marring the placid setting her visage consistently wore. "—And what are the other ways of putting? Unless, I won’t care.” I will, you know I will.

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「兵」; There she had gone ahead and proved his mental note upon her hidden potential as a striking servant of forgiveness; an exterior of incarnated grief and frigid responsibility serving as a thin layer of ice. Yet there had been need for one such as her for the mission at hand within which only the Pillar could stand with a conflict within, the Colossal been for a mere grip upon reality, the Warrior retained her duties in line with the expensive of her body and mind. The three could not serve a further branch from the tree of birth apart, however, the core of the weaving strings of fate had tied together through the noose of freedom and solidarity. How could one question or abide by the scripture written by the heart when others wished for theirs to stand the highest.

" Confusion. I am once more... Getting ripped and lost within the two lines of what I was, and what I am." Reiner had taken a gentler tone with his words, the chosen vocal production mirroring a divide of passion and mourning for the dead. Even the exhale that followed suit with the craning of his neck lacked that mile high threshing prowess.

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♛ — ; Not one to question the methodology behind mankind, she did not stray or murmur quiet notions at the thoughtful vagrancies a certain fellow warrior of her’s possessed. It garnered nothing but confusing answers to question she never sought to begin with or the foreboding emotional attachment that neither three could hope to afford in such a dismal cast future. In her tempest, she drowns him, knowing that he’ll come out all the stronger for it and forged by a behemoth’s purpose. So her lips move at a languid pace, timbre a slow drawl and rumbling like liquid of gravel, gruff but demur and saved only for those she knew in armor.

“—Merely wondered where you went off to. Bertholdt was worried." Her tongue clucks against the roof of her mouth, hips swaying in easy approach as an oceanic gaze filters away from his form, just beyond the line of the horizon. "You seem… Distracted.”

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「兵」; Eager was his mind to formulate a retort that contained the omen of solemn mourning, forged strength, and abominable emotional distance. It would only seem just for him being the Warrior he is to serve only others and project only his allegiance through fragrant lies and truths; the sort that had led to his predicament. Yet, the auricomous female had been one of the selected by divinity to be linked to him and minute beings of which bone turned to weapon. Reiner could not simply deny her an answer nor turn his features, much less, of course, feign ebullience towards her. The proposition of Bertholdt having a taken a melancholy turn in personality due to him did cause a strain in his vascular organ and spiritual gusto.

"I'm sorry, then, didn't expect taking a bit of break from everyone would cause that," there was a pause, as if hoping to come to a neutral reply to the latter comment. "Distracted is one way of putting it, Annie."

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「兵」; Reiner had kept himself nearly silent throughout the mindless endeavors of finding himself, seeming to be pushed aside from his path by a constant stream of others; mainly of his own brothers in arms. Yet, he dare not mock nor taunt them as he knew all too well the glory brought by defeat and the shame in victory. Or-- in his gnarled mind, at least -- how infinite plans for success seem to fall whenever near the mighty creature. His own bones more like that of others, constantly rejecting him with the tension brought upon by lacerating weaponry. Orbs of auriferous hues cast themselves upon the opposing being, dancing with all memories.