Chapter 30

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Question: How do you want me to call the Survey Corps home turf, their grounds. As their base or as their camp because I know it's their base but it's also a camp. I've read a few stories and writers either use camp or base when talking about their regiment turf and I've noticed I use both. So, are you happy with me swapping between the two or would you like me to stick with either base or camp? 



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The next morning came and Mikasa headed straight to the camp main entrance and waited for Nanaba to arrive. Within a couple minutes she did and the two both grabbed their own horses before heading out, only wearing their white jeans and shirts to show themselves as soldiers but not showing who's regiment they belonged to. Just acting as two soldiers who earned a couple of free hours and went wondering around town for some fun. 

Mikasa knew Levi mentioned over being able to wear their jackets but they thought if other's knew Erwin had sent someone to collect any documents than they'd be looking for the survey corps symbol. This way the two can just blend into the crowd and not have a huge obvious target on t heir back. 

"I heard that you spent the day with your friends yesterday, did you have fun?" Nanaba asked with a sweet smile as they tied their horses to the bar of wood left out to hold a few horses for those who won't be out long and wouldn't need to waste time over hiring a space in an stable. 

"It was rather enjoyable. I felt like a fresh soldier myself in a sense. It was nice feeling like one of the other's and acting as a recently joined soldier since I didn't get to experience it when joining up myself. I'm happy to train with you all, don't get me wrong but-" Mikasa replied, her face as unreadable as ever while she causally glanced as if she was just window shopping instead of making sure no one was watching or following them.

"You just wanted to act your age. Don't worry, I can understand that much. I can't say that I understand your life because I don't. I spent three years in the training crops before joining up to the survey corps and I wasn't placed in Captain Mike. I had to take the long route and train myself to be as good as I am now but I've still got a long way to go too. I won't know what's it like to be stronger that those around me and having to train a little bit differently but I know your not at fault over that. You deserve to feel like a normal fifteen year old girl. Enjoy those little moments when you can, you never know for how long they'll last" Nanaba replied with a small smile, coming to a stop and looking into a shop window that sold carved objects out of wood and even had different well known carved soldiers for sale too. 

"I know I'm a little different to must and not everyone will be able to do what I can do, I won't ever think of a person for less over that fact. But sometimes, it's just nice pretending that I'm not as capable as I am. That I'm still learning the ropes, and in a way I still am but I'm learning all the ropes as someone who's worked hard to stand where they are" Mikasa muttered back, her eyes glancing over the display of soldiers tucked to the side of window and reminding herself to mention over this shop to Levi.

"You've worked hard to stand where you are now, Mikasa. Don't ever think you don't deserve to stand with us because you do. You've proved yourself to us all and still try to prove yourself even more to those who don't know you like we do. You've worked hard to join us and you still train daily to make yourself stronger. You push yourself more than anyone else I've know and you hold heart too. You might not have taken the normal route to stand as you do but you've earned your spot. Be proud over that" Nanaba replied back sternly, completely serious and honest over this while her eyes stayed warm showing she cared for the younger soldier before her. She was speaking her mind for Mikasa shake not for her own. 

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