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Author Topic: The Welcoming Committee [Erwin & Laria]  (Read 1227 times)

The Welcoming Committee [Erwin & Laria]
« on: June 05, 2018, 12:24:48 AM »
Early Summer, 833

While he certainly hated inventory duty, it beat being out in the bright sunlight. Erwin got caught at inspection hungover...and the current commander of the Survey Corps certainly was not having it. Although it was his own fault, he failed to clean all of the vomit off his boots. Had he been able to, he would have escaped suspicion.

As punishment, he got the second noisiest assignment in the entirety of their headquarters. And every last man and woman he was put in charge of was doing their best to torment him for it. From backslapping to shouting at him from a few feet away to scraping blades against one another while they were being counted...another round of vomiting would have been preferable.

Did he have an excuse? No. He was drinking off thoughts about Marie again. Why he was stuck on her nobody knew, and he did not either. The human mind could be such a devious thing sometimes. Erwin warily turned back to the desk he was sitting at and the massive tome of supplies he had to go through. As he turned the page, he was greeted with what felt like an apocalyptic slam behind him as a woman dropped a crate on the floor behind him. He groaned as he buried his face in his hands.

"Hey Erwin, how ya feelin?" she asked with a snort. "You keep lettin' that old flame of yours get you this down you may want to build your own still!" She picked the crate up with a scrape as Erwin rubbed his eyes. Today was going to be a living hell. And, well, she had a point. His salvation came quickly - and loudly - from his commander.

SMITH! GET OUT HERE, NOW! Erwin looked to see the man standing in the doorway. Erwin approached and saluted him. "Sir," he said. The commander then handed down the next part of his sentence for the day. Looking him dead in the eye, the commander spoke with a smug tone. "You will be needed to escort our new recruits around the headquarters. We have 57 this year. Some look pretty rowdy. Delegate someone to take charge here." He gave a sharp nod in response, and the commander grudgingly accepted it.

Erwin walked back to the desk relived and delegated his task, and he walked out, the usual behavior began.

"Hey guys," one of the soldier said, "The fresh meat is here!"

"Just what we need, more titan bait," another said with an eye roll.

"Hey, Erwin, let us ladies know if you see an good looking guys huh?" The soldier asked him from earlier.

The last one by the door way said, "And don't forget to check out the girls!" The youngest hollered.

Erwin walked into the courtyard to see the new recruits. Damn he thought, They slashed the enlistment age again? He was nineteen, almost twenty when he joined the Survey Corps. These kids couldn't be more than sixteen. Their training was longer at least, so perhaps that counted for something.

He cleared his throat. "Good afternoon, I'm Erwin Smith, welcome to the Survey Corps."

« Last Edit: June 05, 2018, 12:25:34 AM by Erwin Smith »

Re: The Welcoming Committee [Erwin & Laria]
« Reply #1 on: June 18, 2018, 08:58:32 PM »
The flutter in her chest was all excitement, Laria convinced herself.  Not nervousness.  Not when she had chosen to be here.  On the night of graduation, when the vast majority of her classmates and comrades turned away, leaving to seek their fortune with the Garrison - save for that precious handful, ear-marked for the Military Police - Laria had stood fast against the tide.  She hadn’t even turned to watch them go.

This was precisely where she wanted to be.  With the Survey Corps.  Blue-white wings emblazoned on green; a symbol of freedom, a pass to the outside world.  Soon enough their freshly-pressed uniforms would be delivered, and she and the others would be able to wear that emblem with pride.

As they lingered in the courtyard, Laria adjusted the position of her glasses and cast her eyes about, regarding the fully-fledged soldiers with unbridled curiosity.  Something had beckoned them all into the most dangerous of factions, something that likely took a different form for each of them.  Perhaps it was adventure, the call of the unknown, or maybe it was a desire to fight, to defend humanity, to do something.  That thought had Laria wonder what, exactly, had called Nanaba into the scouts.  Now Laria glanced about in the hope she might see that familiar crop of short blonde hair.

Her gaze did alight on a blond, but it certainly wasn’t Nanaba.  Tall, fair-haired, broad in the shoulder - a poster child for the Survey Corps if ever there was one, even if he did look somewhat drawn.  Laria nudged the closest of her fellow recruits with her elbow, pulling their attention to the approaching soldier. 

Erwin Smith

At his greeting, Laria stood straighter - though it did little to make her seem taller - and responded with a sharp salute, one small fist over her heart, the other pressed to the small of her back.  She was still surveying him, their superior, and likely the guide who would introduce them to their new barracks.  Her dark eyes, framed by her glasses, trailed downwards, snagging only when they landed his boots.  Was that… vomit?  The ghost of a smirk pulled on the recruit’s lips, relieved to know that however cool and capable Erwin might seem at first impression, he was most definitely only human.

Re: The Welcoming Committee [Erwin & Laria]
« Reply #2 on: June 24, 2018, 12:34:24 PM »
Erwin was still getting used to the idea of being saluted. While he certainly had ambitions of moving up the ranks of the Survey Corps, being saluted by forty cadets was something entirely new to him. He rarely was saluted by anyone in the Survey Corps, and was next in line to become a squad leader. The shortest of the cadets had an odd smirk on her face and it was clear to Erwin that his boots had not gone unnoticed. It was not as if he would have had time to clean them – the commander was going out of his way to make an example out of him.

At least that’s what it felt like.

He took a deep breath in through his nose. "As you can probably judge by my appearance, the titan killers are as human – and unique – as every one of you," he began. "However, I’m sure that the commander has delivered his full arsenal of speeches upon your ears today already, so let’s begin." He skipped actually asking them to follow him and simply turned towards the barracks and beckoned for the group to follow. If they made it through training, there was no need for him to herd them like cattle.

“This, as you can already tell, this is the main courtyard. You will be expected to assemble here for the daily roll call immediately after breakfast. However, calisthenics and similar training will not be done on a unit wide level; squad leaders are responsible for their own training regimens.” Though he assumed that the cadets would follow him, he did look over his shoulder to double check. The last thing he needed was someone wandering off. Surprisingly enough, the red-haired cadet that caught his boots earlier was still there – and leading the line. Turning back, he let a small smile crease his lips as they entered the main building, but it disappeared as the doors opened and he turned to face them yet again. The cadets all barely fit in the corridor. “Now,” he said, “Behind us, on the far side of the courtyard are the stables, which are arrayed around the courtyard.” He paused. He gestured to his left then said, “Down this corridor are the kitchens, armory, and above that, the mess hall. To my right are the officers’ quarters. I would advise against wandering down there.” He surveyed his audience, “Questions so far?”
« Last Edit: August 15, 2018, 02:08:08 AM by Erwin Smith »

Re: The Welcoming Committee [Erwin & Laria]
« Reply #3 on: August 09, 2018, 08:39:02 AM »
Words were powerful, with the potential to be inspiring; they could cut as keenly as any blade, steel a soldier’s spine ahead of combat, offer comfort and adoration without physical presence, or wield false promise and dress ugly truths in pretty layers of prose.  Thank the Walls this soldier had the sense not to ramble on unduly.  Between graduation night and their induction, the newest members of the Survey Corps had already enjoyed their fill of long-winded speeches.

It was also possible that Erwin was nursing a sore head that complemented those sullied boots of his.

The shift of his body alerted Laria to the fact he was about to move off and she stepped forward then, not waiting for the signal.  It put her ahead of the pack, the group’s military-issue boots striking against cobblestones as they followed their superior’s wake.  In the courtyard, her gaze roved thoughtfully over the buildings, before finally settling on their guide.  So this is where they would gather every day.  More interesting to Laria were the scents of hay, livestock and leather, which combined to tell her the stables weren’t far from here.

It was cooler in the main building, broad and wiry bodies alike pressed together into the narrow space.  Laria frowned faintly, carefully nudging the soldier at her side with her elbow and widening her stance a fraction, buying herself more room.  Diminutive though she was, she didn’t readily tolerate encroachment on her personal space.  Despite the brief moment of distraction, every piece of information Erwin offered was swiftly committed to memory.

I would advise against wandering down there.

Not unless they were looking for trouble, no doubt.  Although it wasn’t necessarily posed as a jest, Laria found humour in it all the same, and her smirk was back.  Now that they had an opportunity to ask questions, she didn’t hesitate, immediately raising her hand, holding it aloft above her.  Secretly she was glad to be near the front, where she was easily seen.  Military training had granted her the discipline to hold her tongue, waiting to catch her superior’s piercing blue eyes before speaking.  The training regimens Erwin had mentioned earlier was what had put it in her mind.

“I have a question,” Laria began, managing to sound at least somewhat dispassionate, even as an unusual blend of eagerness, excitement and trepidation gnawed at her.  “When’ll we be assigned to our squads?”

Re: The Welcoming Committee [Erwin & Laria]
« Reply #4 on: August 19, 2018, 02:48:29 AM »
“I have a question. When’ll we be assigned to our squads?”

Erwin paused for a moment. The commander was not in a talking mood, so he had not bothered to ask him. Fresh recruits were typically assigned to their own squads with a senior officer, though there had been just as many times where they were either broken off into their own squads or mixed in with existing ones. The latter two options were the least popular as they tended to cause the most disruption - either by getting people killed or disrupting the sometimes delicate nature of squad relationships - and were frowned upon. Regardless of how, it really depended on the commander's personal schedule or desire to delegate the task. For all he knew Shadis may wind up doing it again. All of that was neither here nor there. After all, cadet's question was when not how.

"Squad assignments are typically given out within the first two weeks of arrival," Erwin said plainly. "I've never seen it take longer personally, but on rare occasions, it can happen. Erwin turned and beckoned him to follow him down the corridor to his left, past the several storerooms for the kitchen then up a flight of stairs at the end to the second floor, where the majority of the quarters were for the members of the Survey Corps. Along the way, they did pass a few soldiers going about their daily tasks. At least I'm not peeling potatoes, Erwin thought. He caught a few glances and some whispers from them as he led the group through. He was not the only one who picked up on how young the recruits were.

The corridor they arrived in was itself rather bland. On one side, there were simply a series of windows overlooking the massive center courtyard, on the other four doors at placed almost equidistant to one another going down to the intersection of the hallways. Erwin stopped by the first one, and knocked. When he was sure it was empty, he opened it, revealing ten sets of bunks, each with a pair of footlockers. There were several more rooms like this on the same floor, and again on the floor above. As expected, their uniforms had yet to arrive, but they could at least settle in. Well okay, some of them.

Erwin took a deep breath, "As you can see, our sleeping arrangements are not exactly private for the majority of the survey corps, however, for now you will be separated out by gender like you training barracks." He walked to the end of the room as he spoke. "With seniority will come privilege, of that I can assure you all, however, we do not live in the same standards of luxury as the military police, despite being quartered in the same city." He quickly realized how crowded the room was getting. "The gentlemen will stay here, he said. "The ladies will follow me to the next room." As he left the male recruits to settle in, he noticed that he had twenty-one remaining people to find beds for.  Of course, he realized this after they filtered into the room – and left the red headed recruit standing in the hall. He could not just send her back to the other room, but at the same time he did not have the authority to simply force her to sleep on the floor either.  Well, I can’t get in any more trouble today.

Make yourselves at home, he hollered, "I will be back to collect you in half an hour." He looked to the short cadet. "Come with me," he said. And he walked to the next room, and knocked again. This time the door opened, and a brunette Survey Corps member stuck her head out the door, with a broom stick in hand. She emerged fully once she saw it was Erwin. He rather quickly explained his situation to her.

I don't see why we couldn't help, we have an open bed. Just let me have Ava move her stuff off it. Besides, if this is the red head that Nanaba's always raving about, I don't see how we could say no!

Erwin gestured to the door. "I'll be back to collect you and the others shortly,". Now he had to go and make sure her uniform got delivered to the right room and that there would be no issues with it.
« Last Edit: August 19, 2018, 02:48:55 AM by Erwin Smith »


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