The Assassin (Shingeki no Kyojin/ Attack on Titan)

Non-Plot 1: Formal Events and Tattoos

Okay, guys, here is the first part of the non-plot fluff stuff. For those of you who are just tuning in, here is a brief character description:
Georgie Baringer is 15 years old and she's an Assassin. well, she was until she joined the Scouting Legion in honor of Petra and he dead brother Quentin. Basically, be cause of her upbringing she doesn't know how to be normal.

Okay, thank you for reading. If you enjoy this story, let me know but if you don't that's alright :) by the way, it is still being told in Georgie's point of view. I hope that doesn't offend anyone.

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I can't believe I'm even doing this, I thought frustratedly as trudged up the stairs to the roof. I had no idea what was going on. Hanji just handed me a dress, told me to put it on and get to the roof at 7 in the evening. and of course, I was late because I spent way too long trying to decide if I should wear the dress, wear my normal clothes, or not show up.

I decided to wear the dress. I mean, I really did trust Hanji. The dress was peach-colored and had a white lace overlay, which wasn't the part that upset me. the problem was that the dress was short sleeved. And... I had never shown anyone my tattoo before.

My tattoo was on my left arm. It was an eagle, a symbol of my upbringing. it started on my upper arm and the tail feathers of the eagle wrapped around ended below my elbow. It's not like it was bad or anything, I was just uncomfortable about the idea of showing it to people. and it didn't really match the dress.

I reached the last stair and hesitated at the door to the roof. It's not too late to ditch, I thought to myself. I rubbed my arm nervously, trying to think. I had never cared about what people thought of me, but now... I was not content with he feeling. I felt sick to my stomach and I needed to just sit down.

Suddenly, the door swung open and I was face to face with a formally dressed and rather displeased Jean.

"Where have you been?! We've been waiting for like five years!" he exaggerated.

He didn't give me a chance to respond as he grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward onto the roof.

"SURPRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE!!!!!!!"

My eyes widened, "Wait... what?" Half the darn Scouting Legion was

"WELCOME TO THE SURVEY CORPS, MOTHER-HUGGER!!" Connie and Sasha screamed in my face and grabbed my arms and twirled me around. 

"IT'S THE RECON CORPS, IDIOT!" Eren yelled. 

"For the last time, you brats, it's called THE SCOUTING LEGION!!!" Levi shouted. 

"Weeeell, I'm just gonna go," I turned around toward the door.

"Oh no you don't!" Hanji grabbed my shoulders and turned me back around, "You are going to have fun, and you are going to like it!" She gave me a shove and I landed in the arms of a smiley Armin. 

"Hey, G," he smiled and glanced down at my arm, "Is that an eagle?"

"Hehe, yeah," I said nervously, rubbing my arm. Words could not describe how uncomfortable I felt. "I'm, uh, I just, yeah, um..." I really just wanted to grab the big banner hanging over the food table and wrap it around my arm. It's not that I was ashamed... I just wasn't ready. I could feel my heart beat in my ears as I backed towards the door.

My back came in contact with someone else, though. I felt a jacket being placed around my arms. 

Looking up behind me, I saw Jean. I didn't know what to say.

"Go on, then. Enjoy your party," he urged, "Seriously, though, Hanji spent forever planning it."

I bit the inside of my cheek. He could tell how nervous I was. "Thank you," I said softly, blood rushing to my face as I pulled my arms through his jacket sleeves. It was a bit big on me, but I felt better.

"Don't mention it," he stuck his hands in his pockets, "My jacket looks nice on you."

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I did not proof-read. 

And I suck at writing. 

*violently sobbing*

Obligatory and incredibly rough sketch of Jean in a cummerbund on the side because reasons (I promise, I draw way better than I write. I was in a rush :P I'll have my character drawn out for the next one)

Bye.

-Jo