[center][h2][color=#FFD967][u]          [b]Tanner Harwell[/b]          [/u]
[color=#FFD967][sup][sup]Current Location: Wall Rose, Training Grounds - Interacting With: Gabriel ([@LordVoldemort])[/sup][/sup][/color]
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Tanner entered the cabin, and on first glance, it wasn't anything special. The building wasn't fancy, nothing like the homes of the deepest section of the three walls that surrounded humanity in a giant chicken coop. Rather, the cabins were quaint, and the interior reminded Tanner of his home. Inside, there were four beds, and a few cabinets that surely were meant to hold their clothing and whatever belongings the cadets had. The cabin also boasted a small table and a few chairs, but Tanner's interest was inclined towards the beds and if his belongings had arrived. 

He walked over to the cabinets, and opened each one until he found the jacket that was all too familiar to Tanner. Underneath the jacket lied a small patched sack, which was all Tanner had left in terms of belongings. Excluding what Tanner shoved in his pockets two years ago, everything else that Tanner owned was crushed by a section of the wall and now guarded by monstrous titans. Reaching deep into the bag, Tanner breathed a sigh of relief as he pulled out clump of papers detailing every note he wrote about the mysterious woman that haunted his mind and soul.

[color=#FFD967]"One day I'll have to find a better way to store these. The papers are already crinkling and dotted with crease marks..."[/color] Tanner muttered to himself once he sat on one of the beds, oblivious to the sound of the cabin door opening while he focused on the papers in his hands. Like Tanner, the newcomer was just as oblivious and sat down on the bed across from him. Seconds went by before the newcomer realized Tanner was in the room, and in an attempt to initiate conversation, spoke up.

[color=007236]"Hey...didn't see you there. Guess we're going to be booked together.  My name is Gabriel... we might have met before?  Maybe?"[/color] The voice said, causing Tanner to suddenly look upwards. Despite the friendliness radiating from Gabriel, Tanner quickly tried to shove the documents in his hands between the bed frame and the bed in hopes that Gabriel wouldn't see them. [color=#FFD967]"Tanner. I don't think we've met before."[/color] Tanner replied, almost hurrying his words as he slid down the bed to block Gabriel's view of the hastily shoved papers sticking out from underneath the bed.