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NEMO ALTARE
"Physical strength will help you survive the titans, but it's strength of the mind that will help you survive the military...", the boy replies calmly, finally catching a glimpse of his spot from a midst the crowd. His glance turned back towards the girl. Noting her improved state, he smiled faintly, "And I'm no one, by the way...just think of me like that for now..." He holds out a hand, offering it kindly, "...and perhaps later you'll figure out the rest."
His goggles searched her, trying to identify, though ultimately...failing. It seemed odd, what had taken hold of her...but he supposed it couldn't be helped.
...they were, after all, only human.
A pain of regret strikes him, and Nemo quickly withdraws the handshake, turning away from Caroline. All traces of his previous extension seemed to fade from his face, and indeed, his entire body, creating the ghost he was once more. And with that, the visage melded into the crowd, drifting out of sight among the currents of naivety, hope...and identity.
"Physical strength will help you survive the titans, but it's strength of the mind that will help you survive the military...", the boy replies calmly, finally catching a glimpse of his spot from a midst the crowd. His glance turned back towards the girl. Noting her improved state, he smiled faintly, "And I'm no one, by the way...just think of me like that for now..." He holds out a hand, offering it kindly, "...and perhaps later you'll figure out the rest."
His goggles searched her, trying to identify, though ultimately...failing. It seemed odd, what had taken hold of her...but he supposed it couldn't be helped.
...they were, after all, only human.
A pain of regret strikes him, and Nemo quickly withdraws the handshake, turning away from Caroline. All traces of his previous extension seemed to fade from his face, and indeed, his entire body, creating the ghost he was once more. And with that, the visage melded into the crowd, drifting out of sight among the currents of naivety, hope...and identity.
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NEMO ALTARE
"Keepsake.", he answered calmly, occasionally glancing about at the surrounding crowd. "An old acquaintance of mine allowed me to hold onto them...", the boy shrugged, "...Had them ever since. One could say they're representative of my identify now, my person." His gaze moved over towards her again, "I'm supposing those shades of yours are also a part of your identity...albeit a part you wish to keep secreted away hmm?"
An eyebrow raised inquisitively towards her pocket, before lowering back into its previous expressionless state.
"Everyone's got secrets, so I won't pry just yet.", he stated, turning about and preparing to leave for his former spot, "...and I'd suggest you start toughening up, this isn't even the beginning of the worst to come..." He checked his collar again as he scanned the crowd, making sure everything was in order while he searched for his previous spot. The massed recruits--bunched up like so many potatoes in a crate--made it hard to see, however.
This, of course, annoyed him...though he didn't show it.
"Keepsake.", he answered calmly, occasionally glancing about at the surrounding crowd. "An old acquaintance of mine allowed me to hold onto them...", the boy shrugged, "...Had them ever since. One could say they're representative of my identify now, my person." His gaze moved over towards her again, "I'm supposing those shades of yours are also a part of your identity...albeit a part you wish to keep secreted away hmm?"
An eyebrow raised inquisitively towards her pocket, before lowering back into its previous expressionless state.
"Everyone's got secrets, so I won't pry just yet.", he stated, turning about and preparing to leave for his former spot, "...and I'd suggest you start toughening up, this isn't even the beginning of the worst to come..." He checked his collar again as he scanned the crowd, making sure everything was in order while he searched for his previous spot. The massed recruits--bunched up like so many potatoes in a crate--made it hard to see, however.
This, of course, annoyed him...though he didn't show it.
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NEMO ALTARE
He sighed, bending down to scoop up the glasses, leaning back up. "They're yours...aren't they? If so, I'd advise you take them...this many feet in one area could prove fatal to such fragile things." He smiled faintly, trying to cheer her up, "...and I doubt you'd want to be connected to potential homicide just yet..." He looked around, "A noisy bunch, this group is...truly despicable to someone like myself..I prefer the quiet. Don't you?", he continued, trying to coax her out of her shell. "As a matter of fact, I'd rather it stopped soon enough, I can take cannon-fire and titan roars, but this parade's going to deafen me..." Nemo looked over at her again, "...Would you take them already? My arm's getting tired of lugging these miniature 50 pounders around."
He grumbled inside of his mind...doing something good for a change was tiring work...not to mention he was starting to step over the boundaries of his own rules...
He sighed, bending down to scoop up the glasses, leaning back up. "They're yours...aren't they? If so, I'd advise you take them...this many feet in one area could prove fatal to such fragile things." He smiled faintly, trying to cheer her up, "...and I doubt you'd want to be connected to potential homicide just yet..." He looked around, "A noisy bunch, this group is...truly despicable to someone like myself..I prefer the quiet. Don't you?", he continued, trying to coax her out of her shell. "As a matter of fact, I'd rather it stopped soon enough, I can take cannon-fire and titan roars, but this parade's going to deafen me..." Nemo looked over at her again, "...Would you take them already? My arm's getting tired of lugging these miniature 50 pounders around."
He grumbled inside of his mind...doing something good for a change was tiring work...not to mention he was starting to step over the boundaries of his own rules...
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