[i][/i][center][h2][color=9e0b0f]Emil Burton[/color][/h2][/center]
[center]Headquarters, Trost District[/center][center][@LetMeDoStuff][@Poi][/center][center]-----[/center]
Emil found himself stifling back laughter at the ridiculously idealistic sense of duty coming from Tanners words, [color=9e0b0f][i]'Sacrifices aren't always necessary, can't do your  job and keep others safe if you're dead'[/i][/color] he thought to himself as he simply nodded at Tanner blankly. He checked his blades once more, and gave a tap to his almost expended gas canisters just to be sure there was at least [i]something[/i] left in them before he slowly followed Tanner to the lift at the center of the room.

As he'd stepped on the lift he couldn't help but wonder just what was waiting below. The reports had said that the Titans were in the storeroom, but who was to say that they hadn't wandered off by now? [color=9e0b0f][i]'Wishful thinking...'[/i][/color] he realized as he squeezed the grips on his blades tighter. Around him the other cadets that had volunteered, out of a skewed sense of duty, an over inflated sense of honor that comes with dying, or simply because it had to be done by [i]someone[/i] seemed to be preparing themselves in their own little ways. Some cried. Others embraced. A few seemed to be saying a quiet prayer or two. It didn't matter to Emil. He was pretty sure at this point that nothing mattered, that life just didn't make any sense. That it never would.

The lift began to move and Grant once again grabbed the cadets attention as they went down, explaining the plan one final time before they'd be within reach of the Titans below. Emil felt a sense that he already knew what was expected of him, and it only made sense considering what the others knew of his skill with the maneuver gear. He sighed, wiping away the small beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead as Grant was speaking before turning his attention to the wall as it disappeared above them, opening them up to the expanse that was the supply room below. 

The lift came to a sudden halt just short of the ground and the cadets were off to fulfill their tasks. Emil hooked into the ceiling above and reeled himself quickly up to one of the beams at the ceiling. Landing on the beam on his feet he quickly went about getting a grasp of his surroundings. The supply room wasn't very well lit, it was likely that some of the torches had been put out in the chaos when the Titans broke in, and to top it off the beams in the room made it a whole lot harder to see and maneuver using the gear then he would have preferred, far tighter than the Forests of giant trees they had trained in. 

He heard Tanner yelling somewhere off in front of him, followed by the crash of a Titan being done in which made him feel slightly better about the whole situation. Until he heard Tanner acting as a decoy. [color=9e0b0f][i]'Hey hey we both know that's not where you're needed.'[/i][/color]he thought to himself as he lodged a hook in a pillar to his front and stepped off the beam, sending himself reeling in toward the pillar. As he flew forward he noticed the Titan that Tanner was leading away from the main group of cadets that were hastily filling canisters at the supply point, it reached out for Tanner but but came up empty, a smile appearing across Emil's face as he pivoted in the air to put his feet in between him and the beam.

He landed sideways against the beam just a meter off the ground. Quickly gaining his bearings he shot his remaining hook past a steel beam to his left and used what gas he had to accelerate toward the beam on a course that would have him pass it on the opposite side of his wire, hopefully pulling him to the right around the beam and interesting across the nape of the Titan as it followed Tanner. [i]Hopefully.[/i]

As he flew forward he readied to release his hook as not to kill himself by wrapping around the steel beam and grunted as the sudden change in direction seemed to yank him from his course at full force. He released his hook and use a burst of gas to ensure he was on course, just a moment later his blades would slide into the nape of the Titan following Tanner, slicing cleanly through with ease as Emil flew past it. The Titan dealt with Emil would land on the ground running to keep from face planting before turning to Tanner, [color=9e0b0f]"We have to make sure that the others are okay, that was not your job to lure them out!"[/color] he yelled before sprinting off in the direction of the others, deciding to save his gas for when it was really needed.