𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓.ᴀɴɴɪᴇ ʟᴇᴏɴʜᴀʀᴅᴛ, ᴍɪᴋᴀꜱᴀ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

『𝟐𝟓』𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟐𝐓𝐇, 𝟖𝟓𝟎 𝐀𝐓 𝟐𝟐:𝟒𝟏

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  The needle moved throughout your jacket's sleeve with experience and precision, the movements coming to you naturally as you slowly mended the hole -the one that had torn through the material during what was now known as the Battle of Trost. Currently, you sat around some kind of fire with the rest of your year -the stone ground serving as your seating as you awaited for the commander of the Survey Corps, Commander Erwin Smith, to be ready to give his speech for recruitment. You had already heard that Commander Erwin had been held back in Wall Sina for legal reasons, and that he was running late because of that; the other two commanders of the Wall's Military, Commander Dot Pixis and Commander Nile Dok, already gave their recruitment speeches for their divisions about ten minutes ago, and it was only maybe five or so after that, that a random soldier came up to you and supplied you with a silver needle and black thread -so you could repair the damage to your clothing.

  On top of that, both Mikasa and Armin were back from their interrogations -they had joined in with finishing clean-up in Trost maybe an hour or so before it was completely done- and currently sat criss-crossed on the ground beside you, with Mikasa at your left, and Armin at her own left; the two of them weren't speaking much, and most of the questioning they received from other cadets about what had happened and why they were needed died out a little while ago, meaning that they had time to themselves to think everything, that they could want to, through in a mostly-silent peace, 'I kind of wonder what questions they were asked in interrogation, were they similar to mine? Did they use my answers to compare to theirs to check for truthfulness, or were they actually trying to dig information out of me? Or maybe they somehow know about this second me that I have? I can see why that would be suspicious and elicit my interrogation...'

  You pondered it briefly before you shook your head lightly, trying to force out any thoughts like those, 'No, that can't be it. How would they even know about it? And even then, they're probably just curious about Eren; they weren't asking about me really, more about Eren and what he was like.'

  A soft nudge placed itself on your left forearm, a calm, tired voice following it not long after, "Are you ok?" You had only realised that you had stopped your handiwork when the person -who you had soon found out was Mikasa- had asked how you were, you having to blink your eyes once or twice to clear your head smally before speaking up and supplying her with a trained smile, "Yeah no -sorry, just lost in my thoughts." you spoke before looking back at your stitching and returning to work, 'This is another thing to worry about, my relationship with Mika. How am I going to break it to her that I don't exactly feel like I used to for her? Sweet Maria, there's so much going on I can't keep track of it all; there's where Marco is, this second me, the fact that everyone seems to be glaring at me, my relationship with Mika like I just mentioned, and then on top of that Annie, who I've recently found out I like, is leaving after tonight. So anything that I feel for her is only going to hurt me after she goes off to the MPs.'

  Speaking of Annie, she was somewhere not far off in the group waiting for the Survey Corps' commander, the last that you had seen of her, she was talking to Reiner about something with Bertholdt not too far off -which made a small lick of gratefulness and unwarranted jealousy to course through you momentarily, 'As much as I wish she was talking to me, at least this might make it easier for me to say goodbye to her. We haven't really spoken these past few days, with everything going on in Trost. '

  "Are you sure you're ok?" broke out Mikasa's tone again, this time putting her hand on your shoulder and making you turn towards her a little -flecks of troubled silver pouring into your own spheres, "You've been acting different from what I've seen today -you seem to get lost in your thoughts more."