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Applications / Laurent Winter [WIP]
« Last post by Laurent Winter on Today at 05:20:41 AM »
 



NAME: Laurent Winter
NICKNAMES (IF ANY): -
DATE OF BIRTH: February 27, 822
DATE OF DEATH: May 4, 843
PLACE OF BIRTH: Wall Maria
GENDER:   Male
MEMBER GROUP: Survey Corps (Deceased)
FACE CLAIM: Rin Matsuoka from Free!


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PERSONALITY:


HISTORY:


YOUR ALIAS: Badtz-Milk
AGE: 20
TIMEZONE: EST



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Later that evening, Mercedes ate quietly. She deliberately isolated herself within a gaggle of half-friends at a central table -- she welcomed the magnetism she'd found since becoming a cadet and right now it was useful -- she could contribute minimally to conversations around her and for the most part they were just content to be around her. It gave her time to pour over Ymir's words some more and process her own thoughts, calm them, figure out the best way to proceed.

By the time she reached the bottom of her shallow wooden bowl of remarkably flavorless barley and vegetable stew, she'd decided it was better to seek out Ymir tonight rather than suffer the inevitable sleeplessness. Even if there'd been meat in this stew it wouldn't have alleviated the hunger as much as more information. The spoon clacked against the rim of the bowl as she let it slip from her fingers.

Mercedes scanned the room slowly. Of course if Ymir was here and looking for her too, it would be obvious to her that Mercedes was looking. She was that sort, Mercedes gathered. To others though, not so much, which was what she wanted. Most of the cadets were still eating and those that weren't were preoccupied -- there were too many of them for the space and a single dining hour, really -- it was a noisy, stuffy, large room that should prove easy to move around or slip out of unnoticed.

She took the remaining half of her roll and turned around on the bench, leaning against it casually so she could look at the other half of the room. She smiled, made a noncommittal noise to someone who'd turned to her for comment. She picked at the somewhat-stale flesh of it, brushed idly at the crumbs that fell in her lap. Searched more.

Where is she? Getting her to come outside with her probably wouldn't be an issue so much as trying to backpeddle, lay a more positive -- and communicative -- groundwork than what they'd experienced this afternoon. Hopefully.


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As soon as her hand was accepted, it occurred to Mercedes that outside of Godfrey teaching her the essentials of a firm handshake -- Julia did not, on principle, shake anyone's hand; not that Mercedes had seen anyway -- that she'd never shaken anyone's hand. When the awkward moment extended into another, Mercedes realized with a mix of relief and amusement that evidently she wasn't the only one.

She let go. The girl -- Claude -- hadn't brightened as much as Mercedes had hoped and she clamped down on the little flurry of panic.

"I guess so."

Uncertainties made Mercedes confused and uncomfortable. Julia had successfully ingrained in her that if nothing else, she should at least be certain of her opinions and feelings. But she was here now -- it wasn't like she could just walk away. Not that she wanted to. She had to try harder, learn quickly.

She tried something else foreign, though no less genuine. "Claude's a pretty name. I don't think I've ever heard anything like it before," she smiled. Compliments were sparse at home and she'd had to piece together the concept of them from more of her journeys into town and the furtive spying therein.


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Training Corps Barracks & Grounds / Re: Wheat Amongst Chaff [Kaien]
« Last post by Mercedes Carello on January 24, 2020, 11:24:36 PM »
The Instructor paced around the sparring ground making new pair-ups. Mercedes wasn't done searching for her own opponent and stepped behind another student and bent at the waist, feigning tugging up her boot, to avoid the sweep of that ignorant finger. When the Instructor had turned in the other direction, her search began again in interest.

Her intense gaze at last found its target. How she missed him before was a miracle. She snapped upright. That one, she thought and urgently strode toward him. The biggest one out here. Perfect. It was a habit she'd developed and had no intention of breaking.

He'd somehow managed to dye his hair, which was interesting enough in itself, but the dark lavender color was an added bonus. She'd only seen that color in the irises and wood violets that grew around their property back home. He looked slightly older than the other cadets, like her, but unlike her towered over them and she imagined this, plus the dispassionate look on his face, had something to do with the wide birth he was being given. Mercedes entered that wide circle of clear space without hesitation, her shoulders pulled back and her chin raised, her stride confident. Her braid tapped rhythmically against her shoulderblades. A nearby pair of cadets gave her a grimace as they glanced between her and her destination.

There wasn't time for anything else. The charm was quick and thick, accompanied by her trademark narrowed eyes, raised eyebrow, half-grin that seemed to work well on most others. "You look as bored as I feel. How about we hurry up and fix that before the Instructor comes back 'round?"


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Training Corps Barracks & Grounds / Re: Fangs and Hooves [Cain]
« Last post by Mercedes Carello on January 24, 2020, 10:52:30 PM »
Mercedes watched the tawny-haired cadet approach out of the corner of her eye; he seemed almost pleased about coming here until he spotted her and the pair of other cadets they'd be relieving. Then his face turned to the ground and he slunk past them, the rifle carried laxly, into the stable. Next to her, Ava and Hollis' animated conversation slowed and then stopped when they realized Mercedes wasn't paying attention, and shortly theirs caught up to where hers had gone:

Although she'd not met much less worked with him before, Mercedes was impressed at the careful way he approached the sleeping -- and snoring -- horse. It barely stirred at his touch. This at least was promising. At least he wasn't the type to groan about being in the stables of all places. Maybe they'd have something to talk about for the next two hours.

The smile still on her face and her eyes still on the shorter boy, her head tilted toward Hollis and Ava, "You guys should go get some sleep. We'll take it from here."

Soon after the pair wished them goodnight and good luck and wandered away.

Mercedes slowly wandered a little farther into the stables, though she was well aware they were meant to be patroling outside it. In a minute. She leaned against the frame post of the stall her partner was in, folded her arms and breathed deeply the familiar smells. Everything felt so peaceful here -- only the empty, scrubbed-clean stall opposite spoke of recent bloodshed. "You got stuck with the early morning shift too, huh?" she said by way of greeting.


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Plotters / Re: Open Threads
« Last post by HiddenBaroness on January 24, 2020, 10:10:49 PM »
Thread Link: "Live Ammunition"
Setting: Early November 845, South Field of the Training Corps Barracks and Grounds
Characters Involved:
Open To How Many: Unlimited
Description: Hosted by Miranda Carlstedt-Gaus, Instructor of Ballistics and Firearms, the cadets will be introduced to live ammunition for the first time in the form of target practice with rifles. The targets? A 'gift' of a cartload of semi-rotting pumpkins sent by Commander Pixis.




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Training Corps Barracks & Grounds / Unexpected Visit [Malcolm]
« Last post by Aaron Winter on January 24, 2020, 08:46:22 PM »
May 847
There were days where he loved the 104th but- today wasn't one of those days. They seemed distracted and for a lack of a better word anxious. "Look. I understand that you all want to get out of here but for the love of god- Sit your ass down! We have Fifteen minuets left." Aaron does level a look to Connie who had started to raise out of his seat. The rain outside the window continued to fall in sheets. The man found himself leaning on his rarely used cane. Aqua eyes were tired, his whole body ached as he turned back to the board.

"Now- We know how to kill the titans, but we've witnessed them regenerate which means something else is going on within they biology." Aaron lectured, ignoring the opening of the door to his class room. "Thanks to Section Commander Hanji, we're able to see that titans are largely stagnant at night; which means they could get their energy by the sunlight. I have an idea that Titan's may be able to move by moonlight; if given the right circumstances." There was a scrape of a chair behind him- Aaron may be reaching for something on his desk to throw behind him. "I swear by the gods Connie- if that's you-"

"It's not me sir!" Came the protesting sound from Connie. Aaron gave a heavy sigh before turning back, Irritation was obvious on his face.

"Then who was it?"


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Plotters / Re: Open Threads
« Last post by Vixen on January 24, 2020, 08:11:52 PM »
Thread Link: Unsteady
Setting: Mitras, Spring 847
Characters Involved: Valeria Falk
Open To How Many: one other
Description: The recent influx of paperwork and extra duty left Valeria drained and exhausted. She decides to take a quick breather in front of the Military Police HQ. She's open to interactions with a fellow MP or perhaps with someone else who sees her taking a break.


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Getting Started / Re: OOC Sign Up
« Last post by Webs on January 24, 2020, 02:18:34 PM »
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Getting Started / Re: OOC Sign Up
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