[b]Thomas Erhart - Squad 19[/b]

Saluting once more before running off Thomas tried remembering who the people on his team were as soon as his name was called off along with those of two others. Noelle Ahn... She was that Oriental girl right? Pretty rare nowadays considering everything. He didn't know anything about how the world looked before the titans came over a hundred years ago, but he did know that most people living here were locals, broadly speaking. Other 'races' of humans caught inside quickly assimilated into the blob of the ruling one, but in rare case you'd find someone like Noelle. The other guy, Jean-Paul Martin was a guy he did know. A rather arrogant and antisocial brat who happened to have some talent for moving around. Sadly it seemed that he intended to waste that skill in the MP.

Rushing into his 3DMG he grabbed his gear as fast as possible. 9AM was in 15 minutes, so they had less than a little time, considering how much of a hassle it was to put on one's 3DMG. Luckily his experienced hands quickly fastened all belts so he could grab some stuff he found specifically useful to bring along. He grabbed his knife, a flint&steel, and then started packing those in the small backpacks upon which he strapped his sleeping bag. He always wanted to carry his knife with him if he went on a 'real' mission. It was a decent tool, but an even better weapon. Little did his teammates know that the blood of three different persons already had stained it before. Rushing towards the stables he realized he was there at about 8:57AM. Just in time. Searching in the growing crowd for Noelle and Jean-Paul, who he was planning to name JP Martin, he awaited further instructions.