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"Everyone cover your ears"
coldheartedcorporal replied to your post: [[MOR]I really want to start RPing here for real…
(( Everyone is super kind here. All you have to do is take the leap and I’m sure you’ll do a lot of seriously awesometastic roleplays with wonderful people! :) ))
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what do the mun think about levi's past? can you write a story about what you think it was like when he was first found on the streets? please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(( Ah! Why am I being asked so many questions? ^///^ Anyway, I have a couple of theories, but they're most likely not even close to what the cannon will be, if they even ever tell us! :O Of course! I'll try my very best to write something good for you, Anon! Just so you know Anon, all my drabbles have this weird two or three paragraphs at the beginning where I use analogies to set the moood~ Time to procrastinate even more! Wheeee! ))
With a curt nod the petite woman hurried off to fetch the dust rag. Cleaning was a common duty in the special ops squad, but she didn’t mind so much. She’d had to do worse.
Petra soon returned with a couple of dust rags. She also had to bring something to stand on, due to her actually being shorter than the Corporal. She offered him one of the dust rags “I suppose there’ll be a handful of cabinets in a similar condition.”
He watched as the woman ran off after he spewed commands. It was only a moment later she hastily returned with the dust cloths and something to stand upon. Luckily, Petra was a bit shorter than him. However, in her case it was seen as 'cute' as far as he could notice from other soldiers' remarks.
His head nodded slightly as he accept the rag. "Yes, there are a few more that haven't been dusted in a while." His gaze turned cold. "They should be clean, but they aren't. Someone has been slacking off on their duties." He mumbled gravely to himself.
He then took of his uniform's jacket and placed it away, as to not get dust residue on it. The Corporal walked over to the cabinet and strained himself to reach the top. He was often in denial towards his own height, simply having the mind setting of most everyone and everything being freakishly tall.
His eyes lit up, because he could see in the man's soul that he cared, being an angel has its good moments. "They said that i'd be normal again in maybe 3 days, but the angel-thing could take longer."
He listened to the male explain. 'That's actually a long time. I wonder what it feels like to change so suddenly?' The Corporal thought to himself as he placed a finger to his pointed chin.
Dark hues once again stared at the now male angel. “Do you need help with anything?” He kept his tone professional, and a bit bored sounding, but he did worry this child would be put in harm’s way.
"I would never dream of it, sir." She told him. "I stopped by to introduce myself. I am here to serve, even the simplest of tasks."
"I'm glad to hear it, Grey." His tone wouldn't say it; however, he was quite relieved to see a soldier being respectful to their superiors. For some odd reason, lately, it would seem much of the people he has met have been a bit feisty.
He had lost himself in his own thoughts for a minute before returning to reality. "You can begin by assisting in cleaning the mess hall." He ordered nonchalantly to the woman as a bored look reigned across his pale features.
Dog? Ignoring the comment about Eren - she didn't believe it for a second - she glared at him. "Woof."
"That suits you." He stated with a slight frown creasing his lips. It actually amused him to see the ravenette bark as if she was a dog.
Who do you ship levi with?
(( Hmmm, I kind of ship LevixEren and LevixPetra. But I think the only reason I ship LevixEren is because it kind of reminds me of Disgaea 4, Valvatorez's and Fenrich's relationship. But I'm fine with any ship, actually! :D As long as my partner is happy and comfortable, I'll allow Levi to swing any way, because I really don't mind much! :) ))
I find it funny that the mun can write such a sad story and then quickly switch to getting stupid messages and answering as if nothing happen.
(( No, bro, I literally left for about thirty minutes after I finished the drabble and whimpered to myself in my room. Haha! It's kind of a bad trait I have to get extremely sucked into my writing. If my character cries, I cry. If he's happy, well I'm happy too! I should train myself to stop because it's freaking my folks out and stuff. There is certainly no hover text. ))
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H-Hello sir!
"Hello." He stated simply as he stretched out his arms and legs. It had been another tedious morning of meetings and more meetings. When would he finally catch a break? "Have you been completing all your work?" He inquired lazily to the woman.
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"Hm?" she replies, looking up. “Oh, my hair! I usually don’t have my hair like this on the missions I’ve been on, which is only two at the moment…I put my hair up into either a bun, or when I have time, two." she says, and returns to reorganizing the files. “I got in trouble for it as a trainee, so I had to find a solution. It was shorter, but I’ve decided to keep it as it is. I trim it every…two to three weeks?" she wonders aloud. “I don’t trust anyone enough to trim my hair.."
He listened to her speak. He never really understood women's fascination with long hair. It only gets in the way when using the Maneuver Gear and battling. He then started to absentmindedly tug the ends of his hair. The corporal was now lost in thought. He finally began to speak after a moment to his thoughts. "Who told you to organize?"
How's Tiny Rivaille lately?
"How's being sexual attracted to Titans been?" He snarled at the brunette.
Hello, Corporal Shorty
"Hello, Shitty Glasses."
What you need is... To be treated like a dog, not a man.
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"Oh. Uh, hey there, Levi."
"Hello, brat." He let out an annoyed sigh as he finished speaking. 'No respect. None!' He thought to himself before he started to talk once again to the blond haired teenager. "Dog, why are you just chit-chatting? Do you need more work? I hate slackers."
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