[center][color=Moccasin][b][h2]Reese Kestrel[/h2][/b][/color]
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[indent][color=Gray]The blond had never thought that his demise would come so soon.

Reese had always envisioned a failure, a misstep in his stride, and moments after, writhing within the claws of the titan as its burly hand would snap his body into a twig and devour him. Yet, nothing could compare to the everlasting torment that was his hunger. His mind was in the daze of daydream as Gabriel tossed him around, his eyes out of focus as a garble sound from what looked to be Olivia sounded.

And for whatever reason, as another figure approached them, Reese could only think back to the day of the breach, the box that he had cradled within his arms, full of scrumptious, delicious meat.[/color] [color=Moccasin][b]"Yes,"[/b][/color] [color=Gray]he uttered randomly, a twinkle in his eyes. The boy shook his head, coming to a few of his senses as he wiped the drool from his lips.[/color] [color=Moccasin][b]"Good to see you!"[/b][/color]

[color=Gray]Reese scrambled out and under from Gabriel's arm, looking around the cafeteria and sniffing lightly for any aromas. His eyes continued to scan around the room, finally pinpointing the location of the spicy aroma.[/color] [color=Moccasin][b]'Scuse me,"[/b][/color] [color=Gray]he squirmed around the group, grabbing himself a bowl of the soup.

Once more, Reese found himself having to traverse the inconvenient blockade that was Gabriel in order to find his seat at the table, growling.[/color] [color=Moccasin][b]"Move it, creep,"[/b][/color] [color=Gray]he sat down, blowing on the soup before he began to consume it. While the spice was beginning to overwhelm the boy, he continued to eat with very few stops, sating his hunger.[/color][/indent]