APT MESS ⦁ open w/closed prompts.

[venatik]

Who: Levi Ackerman venatik & you! Open with closed prompts.
What: Event things.
When: 9.8 and on throughout the month.
Where: Prompts will have locations.

Content Warnings: Event-typical warnings. Attack on Titan-typical warnings can be found here.

001 ⦁ GROWING PAINS | crenshaw district | open.

( This seems like a good place for it.

He feels a little stupid, but while patrolling, he figures the ritual might be a good idea. When he sees someone carting a flower, he stops them. Maybe a little severe looking. )

Hey. Is there any real benefit to that?

002 ⦁ POST-GROWING PAINS | prufrock district | closed to winter.

( He has his omni-directional mobility gear on as always, black cloak over his form to hide the straps. He doesn't look too different from usual. He looks to Winter, the two of them outside the place he lays his head at night: )

Did you want to do this with our own weapons at first, or hand to hand?

003 ⦁ RIVER OF REGRET | ???? | open.

( This sure is strange. Being whisked away from the streets of Cellar Door to here, a boat on a strange river.

He stays silent but watchful, knife drawn and bared.

Then the bodies start showing up — no one he recognizes. He looks over each of them in turn. )

Who ... Are these people?

004 ⦁ POST-RIVER OF REGRET | cellar door | open.

( The haunted faces of bar patrons in the Red ... What have they seen?

Levi has a feeling he knows what it is.

While he carries no regrets of his own, he doesn't exactly relish seeing the dead bodies of others' own relations; it's a lot for everyone. Levi doesn't really drink much, but it looks like the person next to him needs it. He takes a deliberate drink of his whiskey. )

Shit, you good? You look like you're about to throw up.

005 ⦁ BLOODSPORT | prufrock district | open | animated blood/gif in link.

( He rockets up through use of his ODMG, wires anchored firmly in a tall wall on the edge of the arena. This place is perfect for his gear, and he would be lying if he said that the familiar feeling of zipping around wasn't nice in a way.

There's a rather tall sort of monster in the center of the arena, though its skinny and top-heavy, resembling more of an alien-type than something bestial. Tentacles speed towards him and nearly collide; there it is.

He shoots forward on that opportunity, spiraling up the tentacle and severing it.

Then he's covered in its blood, a high-pitched screech sounding through the arena. )

Fucking disgusting.

( He's on the ground again to regroup, bouncing on his heels and then sending his hooks straight into its forehead: )

I'll kill you for that one.

( More spinning, traveling up its tall body and cutting deep.

If you can't discern a weak-point, why not cut randomly? Seems to work out; the thing topples over, and he's on the ground again. More blood.

Ew. )

006 ⦁ WILDCARD

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Comments

[venatik]

( He doesn't comment on the petal, or the sad state of the flower any further. )

Mine either. Thanks, though. I was curious about this whole deal.

[notimeforfailure]

Well, there's no reason to do this if it's not meaningful to you in a specific way. It's about letting go of the past.

[She can't say that everyone would feel the same way, after all.]

[venatik]

That's a topic that's going around a lot, even not connected to the flower thing.

( Suppose that comes with the territory. )

Seems like a lot of people are finding that easy.

[notimeforfailure]

Easy?

[Lysithea echoes with a note of faint surprise.]

...I wouldn't say that. There's a lot of people attempting the ritual, but I would hesitate to characterize the choice as 'easy.'

It's desirable, perhaps.

[venatik]

Mm. I misspoke, then.

( That's a bit of insight that fits more; he hadn't thought about it too deeply. He narrows his eyes a little, and looks down at the ground. A few beats pass, perhaps a beat too long. )

... You sort of remind me of someone. He'd probably find it easy. Certainly desirable.

( Then he scoffs at himself. )

Jeez. Listen to me. I don't mean to give you my life story — just curious and I can't seem to shut up.

[notimeforfailure]

Er.

[Lysithea blinks.

As far as she can tell, he has said very little about himself so far. Lysithea judges that this is a man who feels that giving his name is already too much information.]

Well, I don't mind. Who is this you speak of?

[venatik]

His name's Erwin. He was the Commander of my branch.

( Man. Erwin's death sucked.

... To say the least. )

He had an interesting way he looked at things. Saw things most people didn't. Got 'em to think.

[notimeforfailure]

Oh.

I'll... take that as a compliment. Thank you.

[This is definitely an overreach, but Lysithea continues on cautiously.]

He is no longer your Commander?

[venatik]

No, he died in the line of duty.

( Sounds mechanical. )

My second commander after him was absolutely bat-shit.

( In the best way, but he doesn't say that. )

[notimeforfailure]

My condolences.

[Lysithea offers with a slightly bowed head, conscious that despite the man's lack of emotion, it was clear he held his former commander in high regard.]

I... also lost somebody a few years ago - somebody I considered a mentor.

You have not been happy with your new command?