A twinge of annoyance was pushed down as Luke shifted his grey eyes towards his blond partner he knew little about. The blue-eyed boy was frozen, looking distant and lost as his knuckles were clutched dead white on his gear handles. ”Snap out of it!” Luke hissed in the boys direction, unsure if his words went through. “Pull yourself together, others are relying on us!”
This wasn’t a game. The battlefield was /not/ the place to lose your focus. This was life or death, not only to them, but to others. And this was especially because of the objective their group was assigned and relied with. They played a large part in whether the mission would be successful or not. Could this blond not see that?!
In the Survey Corp, trust was everything. It determined whether you’d live to see another day or the current mission would be your last. No matter how much he desperately wanted to trust this blonde boy, the smallest twinge of doubt rested in the back of his mind. How could he trust a partner that didn’t have his back?
Besides, he had never spoken to this boy besides of this mission, though he had seen him hanging around the titan shiftier and his masculine yet feminine bodyguard. Why now of all places, is Luke meeting him?
A yell and a crash from below made Luke quickly rally his thoughts once more. He didn’t have time to think or worry about the frozen boy. Others needed them.
Without a second thought, steel cables shoot out from both sides of his hips as Luke suddenly flung himself off the building and engaged a ten meter class with three others. Usually, others wouldn’t dare risking so many to take down one single titan but the current area was difficult to navigate. The buildings were unusually far apart, making the 3DMG hard, but not impossible, to use.
Needless to say, two of the four were being used as distractions as one swung down to cut the titans Achilles tendon, an effective technique taught by the late Dita Ness.
As soon as the titan began to fall, the ending blow was delivered from a fellow solider who whooped in victory.
A quick verbal celebration and a nervous laugh was passed before each went back to their perches.
Luke grimaced as he landed a bit ungracefully back on a building next to his blonde partners, sleek sweat on his forehead from the quick battle. A twinge of anger rushed through his blood to find his partner in the same spot. The blonde boy had stood there while Luke and three others risked taking the titan down. Hot and heavy anger lit up his veins.
Not even two seconds later, the feeling was abruptly cut off when a giant hand crashed onto the building where his partner had been standing. Although Luke wasn’t anywhere near the clash of the titans hand, he still instinctively leapt backwards, a light curse passing his lips.
The boy. Was the boy ok? Luke felt his knees buckle, yet he found the strength to stand. Did he was watch the death of the blue-eyed boy?
As the dust cleared, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the spot where the boy had been standing was now a creator, there was no blood or a broken body. It was a good sign. Seeking out and meeting the boys’ gaze, he jerked his dead in a nod. “I’m fine! You?!” Then Luke turned his attention to the titan, bracing himself to leap off the building in another attack. The grey-eyed boy refused to die from a careless mistake.
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