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Author Topic: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission  (Read 208 times)

Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« on: November 11, 2019, 10:44:05 PM »
Trost District – Three weeks after the fall of Shiganshina District

Erwin led the Survey Corps towards the gate leading out of Trost District towards Wall Maria. A place that was once populated with humans now just little more than a desolate frontier. Erwin raised his hand and the column came to a halt without him even having to speak, and subordinates echoed the command down the line. A garrison soldier, apparently still a little green, had to take a moment to take it all in and then approached Erwin.

The soldier then offered a belated salute. “My apologies sir,” he began, “But we’re not able to let you and your troops through the gate yet, we have another group of refugees entering through the district.”

“Very well,” Erwin replied, “How long of a delay should we expect?”

“I would assume no more than an hour, sir,” the soldier said scratching his head nervously.

Erwin nodded and saluted the soldier before he jogged off, almost as nervous as he was when he came over. “Runner!” he bellowed. One of his soldiers came up beside him.

“Send word down the column to dismount and move our horses and equipment to one side of the road. We need to let the refugees pass and this is the easiest path through the city for them to traverse. Everyone else may dismount and rest a while.”

“Yes commander,” she responded, and off she went as Erwin moved closer to the gate before dismounting himself. He had been in command little more than two weeks and this work was round the clock so far. If they were not fighting Erwin was asking for fund for another expedition. Their current repertoire of missions were by no means traditional. They rode out, searched for refugees, killed any titans they saw, then came back. But the search and rescue routine was quickly becoming search and retrieve. Nevertheless, soon he would be able to take the scouts out on a longer distance mission to map out the area again.

At least the repetitiveness of the last few days gave him more time to plan for that eventuality anyway. « Last Edit: November 28, 2019, 12:29:42 AM by Erwin Smith »
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Re: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« Reply #1 on: November 16, 2019, 07:29:50 PM »
The Walls of Trost stood tall and foreboding, now humanity’s only protection from the Titans.  Somewhere, many miles away, Maria stood punctured and ineffective, monstrous and gargantuan figures staggering through the breach, the corpses of civilians and soldiers bloating in the spring sunshine, crows cackling and growing plump on their rotting flesh.

Astride Folly, his favoured horse, Eld sat upright, his face impassive, the very picture of a dutiful soldier ready to live and die on the command of his superiors.  Commander Erwin himself was leading this operation, his presence wordless assurance that they were in capable hands.  Their leader couldn’t prevent death - losses were inevitable - but he could be trusted do his utmost to keep them alive or, at the very least, would ensure they died with cause.  What more could they hope for?

Beneath him, his mare swished her tail impatiently, and stamped her hoof petulantly.  “Shhh,” Eld hushed soothingly, running a hand along her coarse mane.  “Behave yourself.  I can’t have you showing me up.”  He was still fussing over her when word came that they were to dismount.  Frowning faintly, Eld did as was ordered, clutching Folly’s reins in one hand.  The mare’s nostrils flared as she snuffled at her rider’s clothes hopefully, evidently looking for a slice of apple or lump of sugar.  “You can cut that out too,” Eld admonished fondly. Moving to the side of the road, the scout bent to loosen his steed’s girth, stray locks of golden hair spilling over his brow and into his brown eyes.  “There. Doesn’t that feel better?”
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Re: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« Reply #2 on: November 17, 2019, 09:48:18 PM »
“Boy, oh boy, doesn’t it feel great to be home?” Malcolm gave a low whistle, sitting rather casually atop his horse, he then sighed, muttering curses under his breath. Trost. It had been a while. And a big part of Malcolm wished he’d never come back here again. But there he was, not like he had a choice in the matter anyway.

Tragedy had struck, the impossible had happened, a lot of people died, Shiganshina had fallen, and now somehow, the Survey Corps was here. Oh how, dutiful it was to die in the line of duty or how terrifying it was to die in the stomach of a titan. There were two ways to look about it. Malcolm cared little for either, in all honesty.

Ahead of them, their dutiful Commander seemed to have talk with some other messenger and suddenly word was sent down the line that they were to dismount and head off to the side to allow refugees pass. Refugees. He didn’t like the word. People with no where to go, in other terms. Malcolm knew what that was like.

Malcolm listened to the order, leading his chestnut mare to the side, soon dismounting her with the rest of the soldiers. The city was quiet, far too quiet. Empty. He knew these streets well, after all, in his youth, he had served as a delivery boy for so many of the city’s inhabitants. He held the reins in his hand, trying not to look at familiar things, instead focused on calming his steed.

The familiar soldier in Eld Jinn made the same comments.

“Ah, never took you for a ladies man Eld!” Malcolm gave the man a sarcastic side eye, tacked on with an unserious chuckle. If they were to wait here for an hour, some banter would be good.
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Re: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« Reply #3 on: November 26, 2019, 08:54:02 PM »
It had been three weeks since the fall of Maria, and it still felt like it was just a bad dream, that at any moment, she'd wake up and everything would be as it was.  Yet, she knew that it was as real as her own existence, and the reality was that Maria was no more. Humanity had taken a blow to its heart, and even three weeks later, the sting was just as strong as it had been the day the tragedy occurred. News that they were to clear the road to allow refugees pass eased that sting ever so slightly, giving her hope that their mission will be successful, and they will bring home a few more of their own.

Without complaint, Nanaba promptly dismounted from her horse Bumble, a chocolate-colored gelding with a black mane and tail, and one white sock on the left hind leg. Much like his rider, Bumble was reliable in the moments that truly mattered, which Nanaba was thankful for. Reins gathered in one hand, she moved to the side of the road, looking for a spot to claim. As luck would have it, there happened to be enough room for her and Bumble next to Eld and Malcolm. Sliding in next to the pair, Nanaba took a minute to check over Bumble, loosening the girth and giving a quick scratch behind his ears, before turning her attention to her fellow scouts. "It's always the quiet ones that surprise you." She added to Malcolm's comment.
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Re: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« Reply #4 on: November 27, 2019, 10:14:17 PM »
Gunther dismounted his horse with ease, stroking a hand down the side of her neck. "Soon," he murmured softly in her ear, which flicked impatiently. He knew she itched to run, having something of a passion for the freedom of running. Though he hardly saw much freedom. Vedette was an odd steed for him, but one he cared for - she was the unruly (for a Survey Corps horse) flame to his calm. Disciplined though she was, she put great effort into wanting to outrace others, or thunder across the plains. It would be her downfall one day, and he knew it.

With others around him talking, the brunet remained silent, waiting for the order. His eyes focused ahead, trying to work out what was going on. As the refugees came through, he kept his chin up, but his gaze softened. They had lost so much. Homes, family, friends, possessions. Some may well expect that they would never recover normality again.

A child walked by, clutching a tattered and - his heart sank - bloodied doll to his chest. His feet dragged, dust and mud caking his shins. He tripped, and Gunther broke from Vedette's side. The boy kneeled in the dirt, shaking, and squeezing the doll to himself. "You can do this," the scout breathed, placing his hands at his sides, and picking him up. He set him down, and rested a hand upon his shoulder. "Keep walking, follow the others, and you'll get through this. Soon you'll rest." He managed a slight smile, and tilted his head to catch the boy's tearful eyes. "Wash both of you off as soon as you have access to water. But drink and eat as well. Don't give up." His voice didn't quite harden, but it became firmer. "Never give up."

An older refugee, perhaps a teenager, had moved closer, and gently nudged the boy onwards. Neither of them spoke.

Gunther returned to his horse, feeling some of his energy drain. It was emotionally exhausting, seeing the horrible conditions survivors returned in, seeing the loss in their eyes and drooping shoulders. He returned in time for the order to move out. Mounting Vedette, he gripped the reins and moved her into position as those around him began to move.

Every survivor was another victory, he told himself. It was more of a struggle than ever to believe it.

Finally, he looked over to the others nearby, silently contemplative, returning to the calm zone in his emotions that guarded him against the pain. No matter what happened out there, someone would always return, and it wouldn't do for anyone, especially him, to forget himself before they'd even set off out of the gates.
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Re: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« Reply #5 on: November 28, 2019, 01:35:49 PM »
There was still the faint aura of hope surrounding every mission they started, even if it was getting fainter with every pass they made through Trost’s gates. What had began as the rescue of the many refugees wandering the area of Wall Maria that was now lost to mankind, had undeniably turned into riding out to find whatever was left of humanity. And humanity was getting harder to find with every passing day, the titans roaming the lands as hungry and ugly as ever. It stirred a pit of annoyance within Levi whenever he began to think about it.

Nevertheless, he was here, following Erwin into whatever mission their spanking new commander had come up with. It was funny, the way life worked sometimes. As the Captain’s grey eyes followed a flock of birds heading out and about, the order to dismount came from ahead and Levi passed a quick glance towards Erwin, impassiveness still smoothing his features. What was the hold up? The question was answered within moments, the steady - but relatively short - stream of refugees slowly passing through the street once the Survey Corps had made way for them, and Levi’s eyes passed over their expressions. What had once started with the anger of desperation had now waned to a barely gleeming numbness, and Levi had to look away after a moment; wrapping himself in the blanket of indifference that he liked to show to the outside world. In truth he was angry, angry about the many lives they had lost and angry at their inability to make a greater impact.

Glancing towards the other soldiers surrounding him, he couldn’t help but wonder whether they felt the same as he took in their expressions. He saw Eld’s frown as he fussed over his mare, heard Malcolm’s teasing words that were so often a way of trying to lighten the situation, took note of Nanabe’s steady but determined expression and watched as Gunther steadied a young boy that had fallen; taking in the look of tiredness on his face. All these people had been in the Scouts for a lot longer than he had been, and he had made it his own personal mission to learn as much about them as possible; even if he barely let them know it.

“We should be able to head out soon enough,” he heard himself say, more in the habit of making an effort to actually converse every now and then, than really wanting to engage in any sort of conversation. His gaze wandered back towards Erwin at the very front, wondering once more what the commander’s expectations were for today.
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Re: Survey Corps Search and Rescue Mission
« Reply #6 on: December 02, 2019, 11:23:36 PM »
There was not much for Erwin to say beyond his orders to clear the road – or do.  There may find a few people left behind, but by no means should they expect such a large number of them. The exodus from behind Maria was quick. But one could hardly call it efficient at this point. The bigger concern was food and living space.

But all of that was well beyond his purview and position in the chain of command.

This group appeared as haggard as the last. Most simply ignored the green cloaked figures as they waited on the edge of the street. Many brought little more than the clothes on their backs. Even the wealthy who fled the outer wall came in here under the bleak cloak of poverty. And almost no one grabbed any form of food or water aside from what they needed to make it here.
Perhaps that was some sort of cosmic force showing them the error of their ways. At least that’s what the church would say. A sign of the end times.

That though, was nothing more than a work of fiction. All those people had the wool pulled over their eyes but a few generations before. Those lies would get them killed. He shook the thoughts from his mind and set about sifting through his saddlebags and double checking his equipment once again. The village was little more than a half day’s travel out from the gate, and they would be back at dusk if all went smoothly. There was the possibility of a couple of titans in the area, but nothing notable.

The refugees finally had moved beyond their column, and Erwin mounted his horse and moved before the gate, and signaled his troops to return to formation.

“You all know our mission - search the area between here and the village for any stragglers,” he yelled, “Survey Corps, move out!” With that, he turned his horse and moved through the gate at a gallop.
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