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Another world, is it?

[ The feed comes on to show a young woman's face on the screen, looking at the Gear with an idle sort of wonder. In her other hand is a common, and familiar, handbook, one which she quickly glances back to as soon as the Gear is turned on. Seems like someone is trying to make sense of all this... technical jargon. But it's somehow able to make sense. Somehow.

After several moments of silence, she snaps the handbook closed with a sigh. She brings her attention back to the Gear. ]

Is there even a point to being "the best"? [ Does it involve you going back home? ] The book doesn't mention titans, but how much is this book not telling me?

[ Skeptical? Just a bit for all that the dubiousness shows on her impassive face. ]

I need to find my friends. If anyone knows a boy named Armin-- [ Pause. No, there's too many to list. She glances down to her arm and lifts it up to show the insignia of two swords crossing over a shield. ] If anyone has seen anyone with this jacket and symbol, please inform me immediately.

As for where to go... [ She trails off. She has a journey, but no destination. And the fact that she's alo-- a small roaring sound from outside the screen lifts up her head. ]

... Right. I need to find berries, too. [ I need a distraction. ]

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[Chatty one. Blake's not complaining.]

Army?

[That doesn't look like any fatigues he knows.]

Sorry kid, but odds are you're on your own. There might be a couple around somewhere, but I wouldn't hold your breath.

[ Indeed, she doesn't. She lets out another sigh after he confirms her suspicions. Her nose dives under her scare for a few seconds. She did nod to his previous question of whether she's a part of an army, though. ]

If this world takes me, there might be a chance they get in as well. [ She hopes. It's very strange to have moments pass by where they aren't "do or die" moments. Like now. ]

If that's the case, I'd still like to be informed, if possible.

[He nods in acknowledgement] It happens sometimes. [ruefully] Not always who you want it to be, though.

[A stick drops in his lap. He looks up to see a Growlithe wagging it's tail and looking at him expectantly. He picks it up by one of the lss slobbery parts and tosses it out into the grass.]

Welcome to the planet of crazy bullshit.

Hope you like pets.

[ Speaking of "pets," her own walks up to her, causing her to hold the Gear a bit further away as an Axew clambers onto her lap and curiously peers at the screen. She glances back to Blake. ]

I don't mind them. I've never seen anyone like these before.

[ "Crazy bullshit," indeed. Her Axew croaks at Blake. ]

Neither'd I, but they're the basis of the goddamn economy around here.

[Hearing that croak, the Snubbull leans over into the frame and waves.]

Looks like yours gets along with you. That's a good start. You're gonna need it to beat the shit out of the feral ones.

"Feral"?

[ She really does wonder how hers could be considered hers to begin with, but the thing acts like it belongs with her. It wasn't "acting" feral, but he was hers. Outside of her possession, then...

Hers is so small looking. Her Axew rubs at his tusks before waving back. ]

I can't fight them myself?

Wild. [He waves his hand toward where the nice, clipped grass is bordered by some that's a lot thicker and taller.] Out there. They're always trying to gnaw on your ass, and siccing your own on them is the best way to get them off.

Yeah, people get mad if you punch them yourself, don't ask me why. It wouldn't work real well anyway, Some of them are made out of rocks.

[Blake may have learned about punching those the hard way.]

But that's the only way for him to get stronger, isn't it? [ She gestures to her Axew. ] And to get more of my own?

[ If only she had her 3D Maneuver Gear. These things... they wouldn't be bothering her as much with them. ]

Yeah, they fight and sometimes they make weird noises and glow. That's good.

When you beat them up and they pass out, throw one of those baseball things at them. It'll zap them in.

[He holds his hand up.] I know. Don't ask.

[ His gestures and explanation are enough to stop her from asking, yes. She nods in understanding, gradually working the pieces together. ]

Thank you for the information, sir. [ Dealing with civilians, man... ]

Sure, anytime. I've been here long enough to get used to this bullshit.

[and hell if that isn't depressing.]

Name's Lieutenant Carter Blake. Police, back in the real world.

Mikasa Ackerman. Trainee.

[ Though he's stated the department he belongs to, she knows rank. And while she doesn't officially have a rank of her own since titans attacked Trost...

He's not really a civilian, then. He's someone she could talk to another form she's used to. She even sits up a bit straighter. ]

That would still make you my senior. In a few ways.

[His face scrunches up at the name] As in es su casa?

[Then Carter brightens up a little] You a cop too? Strange uniform, but I've seen weirder around here.

[The prospect of being respected for his rank never fails to buoy his spirits.]

[ Sloooooow eyebrow raise. She doesn't get it. She shakes her head, but moves on to his other question. ]

Military. However, there's a branch in my world known as the "Military Police" that are charged with protecting the king. Only the best go there.

Oh, so there's something like...

[Blake's brain catches up.]

Wait. King?

That's a weird kind of police you got there. Sounds more like Secret Service.

Who the hell has kings anymore?

Mine, obviously.

[ Was that an attempt at a sassy joke? Maybe. She tries to clarify: ]

The year is 850 in my world.

In that case, I'll give you a free hint from the future: feudalism doesn't work for shit.

You don't look that old-timey. The getup's a little funny, but believe me, there's streets where I've seen a lot weirder.

[It strikes Blake a second later that it didn't even occur to him to doubt her claim.]

Whether or not it does depends on whether the human race manages to survive to test that "hint."

[ She's pretty much long since accepted that her world is crappy and crappy. Having lost the one person that made it bearable didn't help matters much. ]

They were doing pretty good last time I checked. Haven't managed to wipe ourselves out yet.

You in the middle of the medieval cold war or something?

[Human beings just keep on going.]

More on the brink of extinction by titans that wish to devour the remaining humans that hid behind colossal walls.

[ Not trying to be dramatic. It really is the state of her world. ]

[There's only one thing Blake can say to that.]

What?

[ Sighs. ]

Humanity is being devoured to extinction in my world.

[ It's kind of a touchy subject. While she planned on no longer giving up, the reality of the situation in her home is still shit and shit. ]

People are getting eaten by...giants.

I just wanna confirm I heard that right.

Yes.

[ She'll even give a nod to try and show she's honest about this. ]

Huh.

[Blake's not sure he believes it, but he might as well humor her.]

Sounds like a lousy hometown.

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