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"Petra, have you seen Jaeger anywhere?"

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Levi froze, staring at the bouquet of flowers held out to him. Diamond rings weren't very practical in the field, so it had become tradition for those among the Survey Corps to simply offer roses as a gift of proposal.

He was fond of Petra, that he had long since accepted, but he had written his feelings of as unrequited. There was no way someone as bright, young, and full of life as Petra could see him in the same light.

His hand reached out, shakily taking the flowers as a smile tugged at his mouth, fuller than one he'd shown in years. A genuine smile, born of happiness and incredulity, not blood lust and adrenaline.

"I would be honoured, Petra..."

Though I worry you might be making the wrong choice, I will do all I can to be someone worthy of this offer.

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[ What a twist of fate, before her nose now also been published already people of the scouting legion. To be honest, the young lady was quite promising and amused. Finally, it had turned out that the use of the immature now used, well they didn't exactly asked for her help. But of the military police, after all she was a member of this respon-free and unkempt Orgenisation, or rather say shithole, that was the name her teammates had called it by. Nevertheless, the people had stil a great view and had a lot of respect consenting the persons that had identified themselves as heroes. ]

"Mhm~ Pretty nice you looking up in here. I feel soooooo loved."

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outofswords;; Well, I haven't really interacted with you as of yet... So there's nothing much to say.. >.< But! I would like to say that your url is utterly adorable ad also, your blog is lovely! ^^ Hope we'll interact in the near future~

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send me a ‘★’ and i will tell you how my character feels about yours.

"There are few people I can truly count on in my heart to be there in the darkest of times, and fewer still who would make themselves a source of light in that dark. Among those, Petra is certainly chief. I don't doubt she'll make everyone she meets happy, simply by being there. I'm thankful to have been given the chance to train her and work with her, and hope she holds some measure of trust in me as well."

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Break Me

Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.

As a soldier, there was a lot you had to be prepared for. Mentally, physically and emotionally. With every mission, every expedition, there was a possibility that you could lose your life, that someone you knew could lose theirs. It was more than a possibility.

It was a fact.

There were no second chances, no moments to say goodbye or confess something you had been holding back, or to pass on a secret. There was only death and survival. You either died or you lived. It didn’t matter who you were, how good you were, how rich you were, how skilled or charming you were. Death was inevitable for every living thing, from an insect to an animal to a person and everything in between. There were chances and moments where you could brush death and walk away with scars, but that was it. There was no escape, no running from it.

Most people didn’t understand that completely. But for a soldier, it was all too real, all too likely. So many died young. You spend twelve years or more of your life growing up, either with family and friends or alone, but it took so long to grow. And it could all be gone and over in an instant. Just like that.

But no matter how much death you witness, there was no getting used to it. It would always hurt, would always leave you feeling hollow and aching, like ice and cold had seeped into your chest, freezing you from the inside.

It was a feeling that was familiar to him.

How many had died since he had joined the Scouting Legion? There was no way to count. So many that it should have eased the pain of their passing, that time should have dulled it. But it didn’t, and he doubted it ever would. It was his job to ensure their deaths meant more than just a useless sacrifice, to make sure that what they gave their lives for was actually accomplished.

Even knowing that, it didn’t lessen the pain. Their faces blended together in his mind, blurring until he couldn’t tell one from the other. Even the more fresher ones faded in.

But they were different. And it only hurt so much more because of that. They had valiantly performed their duties, even though it cost them their lives. He wouldn’t be getting over them anytime soon.

She was different. Beautiful and strong, smart and could handle the rest of her team easily, even him. She was young, she had her whole life ahead of her. He never regretted having her on his team, not once. He wished he had more like her.

But there was only one Petra. He had always known there was likely going to come a day when he wouldn’t be riding back inside the Walls with her at his side, but with every passing mission, the fact seemed to grow more and more faint. She kept coming back, alive and smiling, bringing them back up after the deaths of their comrades.

Then one day, she didn’t.

There was no smile, no life in her eyes - not even a body to bring home and burn. It didn’t really start sinking in until he was back, the soldiers around him silent as they unloaded supplies and treated the wounded, caring for their own and mourning those who were lost. He put his horse back in the stables, removed the saddle and bit, fed and watered him. After he walked to his office, sat at his desk and dropped his head in his hands. They were gone. She was gone.

Her father’s words drilled themselves into his chest, festering and stinging. He had given his order, they had followed it. He was put in charge of their lives, and he had lost them.

You only know how much you love something when you let it go.

Well, the same could be said for her.

And he had let her go.

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"Oi, rookie," the words echoed in the emptiness of the mess hall. It was late. Most were fast asleep in their beds. The previous mission had been a strenuous one. Far too many lives were lost. And somehow, though so many elders perished, this little baby managed. Quite a few, actually. Zoe quietly mumbled about the talent of the soldiers brought this year, as she approached the ginger.

"Must've been tough hm? Heard you..." she shot her the same greasy, mocking sort of expression older sisters did to their siblings. "Heard you pissed yourself. Congrats," slow clapping. "That's a hell of a lot more impressive than dying." Her features softened. "You should get some sleep, this is bad for your health."

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