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[right][hr][color=gray][b]Shiganshina District, Wall Maria[/b]
City Rooftops[/color][hr][/right]
[indent][b][i]“You’re fourteen now, Adèlyn. What do you want to do with your life?”[/i][/b]

Adèlyn Ziegler had considered the question for the majority of the morning, thinking hard on an answer. Despite being fourteen years of age she really hadn't taken any initiative in preparing for the future. It was a reality that was beginning to weigh on her, though she supposed she would know when she found whatever it was she wanted to do when she saw it.

Until that happened she could live her life as she wanted to, though she did promise her father to stay out of trouble as best as she could. It was a “loophole” that she couldn’t [i]not[/i] exploit. After lecturing her for years on end she was honestly surprised he didn’t see through her proper lady act. Even if someone forced her to wear a dress, she was still going to do what she wanted and seek thrills with little care for her safety. It was one of the reasons Shiganshina’s Garrison officers saw her as a pain in the ass. It was also one of the reasons she had vaulted, climbed, and shimmied her way to the rooftops of Shiganshina. It was one of Adè’s favorite things to do and she would never stop doing it even if the garrison and her father did not like her doing it. 

What was this thing? Well, naturally, it was [i]climbing.[/i]

[b][color=D9C495]“This never gets old.”[/color][/b] Adè smirked, her arms crossed as she looked over the city streets below.

A sharp shout rung out from the city streets, declaring something about the Survey Corps returning. Adè knew people who were interested in such things, but for her, they were just less-cool garrison officers who got to leave the walls. Nothing more, nothing less. But she supposed it was better than being a baker or a tailor; as important as those jobs may have been they were still relatively boring jobs with no sense of adventure or freedom. Adè had mused before that if she were going to join the military next time they went on one of their little recruitment runs she would at least not be forced to wear a dress or an apron.

Truly, a fate worse than death.

She also figured seeing the survey corps march back into Shiganshina was better than just doing nothing. Way better than counting the clouds in the sky or the people in the street. She took a seat on the edge of the rooftop, a red apple in hand as she awaited their “grand entrance”, taking a bite of said apple as she did so.
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