Courtesy Call (Levi X Oc)

Survey Corps

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     "Cadet Blake Hanson," Erwin booms, his voice ringing loud and clear over the Training Corps. "Age twenty-four, elite graduate of the Training Corps. You are that head of your class, and are graduating two years ahead of the 104th Training Corps. If you are going to choose a different division, leave now. If you are willing to stay and join the Survey Corps and dedicate your life to stopping the Titans. Are you going to become a Scout? Or are you going to walk away and let fear consume you?" I stand my ground, a salute bored to my body. "Very well, you are now part of the Survey Corps! Dismissed!" Erwin finishes.

     "Yes sir!"

     My gold eyes flutter open as the sun caresses my face. But I was in a different bed now, it was softer. Everything snaps back into place, I was brought to the Survey Corps HQ. My room has a bed in the center it's sheets, pearl white, I feel my heart clench. On the right side of the room, is a mahogany dresser and nightstand. On the nightstand is a note, on top of a white lace tablecloth. Also on the right is another room, I'm guessing that it is the bathroom. On my left, is a window. I slide out of my bed and walk to my dresser. I open it and grab a neatly folded tan jacket boring the Wings Of Freedom on the chest, shoulders, and back. I grab a pure white long sleeved shirt, white pants, and knee high socks. I put them in a neat pile at the end of my bed and grab a towel, then set that down too. I grab the note on the nightstand and open it.

     Brat,
Tch, they had me write this letter to you because there are some things you need to know.
1) I am now your Captain.
2) Breakfast is at 6 and ends at 7:30
3) Lunch is at 2:30 and ends at 3:16
5) Dinner is at 7:35 to 8:21
6) Cerfew is at 11:50
7) You will obey direct orders
8) I will be training you.
9) Chores will be assigned according to your attitude
10) Showers are recommended every other day.
11) Room checks are pursued by me, every week.
12) If you disobey an order discipline shall be established mercilessly.
13) If you wish to speak to me, or Erwin we are in our rooms.
14) DO NOT disturb me.
15) DO NOT make me angry.
16) DO NOT vex me.
17) DO NOT plead to me.
17) DO NOT show me pity.

This is all, don't ask me any stupid questions. Hanji will be there within fifteen minutes, she will give you a tour of everything. Despite my efforts to tell shitty -four- eyes to not bother me, she is going to do it anyway. Welcome to my team, brat.

Sincerely,
             Captain Levi.

     His handwriting is so neat and beautiful. Almost flawless. I set the note down, grab my towel and prance to the bathroom. I strip down and hop into the shower, shutting the glass door. I turn on the water, and jump to it, not wincing at the cold water droplets rushing down my body. I wash my hair and body, using summer breeze wash. I rinse and jump out, wrapping my towel around my torso. I walk out of the bathroom passing a full body mirror, that is fogged up.

     I dress myself, the uniform hugging my body perfectly, I pull on the boots, they reach a little over my kneecap, and I walk around my bed to the left side and grab my harness. I sit down and hook it all together.

     As I hook the last belt, a knock sounds at my door. I stand and walk to my door, barely making any noise. "Who is it, and state your business." I say standing behind the door my hand on the knob.

     "Wow, you sound like Shorty. Hanji Zoe, Levi sent me to show you around!" I open the door, my eyes burning in a glare.

     "I sound nothing like that prick!" I snarl, the girl before me is taller than me, she has brown eyes and hair, with glasses. 'Find Hanji.' My dad's voice rings. My eyes widen, is this the girl my dad was talking about? "Did you know a man named Elijah Hanson?" I ask. Hanji smiles in excitement.

     "Yeah! He used to be my partner! I heard he had three pretty young ladies!" She squeals. "I would love to meet, Blake. I heard of her a lot." She clasps her hands together, and sighs dreamily. "I heard that she had gold eyes, and was always fiery. I heard that she was athoritive, and OCD, and short, clever, silent, and quick." I blush and look up at her as her gaze turns to me. I feel myself grow cold, my eyes harden.

     "What else do you know about me?" I say, my voice dark and cold. I lean against the door, resting my left cheek on my knuckles. Hanji looks down at me, her eyes wide with shock. She squeals pushing me back into my room, I stumble back and regain my balance. Then I scoff and walk to my bathroom, scowling at my unruly hair. I brush it, it's shortness didn't bother me.

     "Let's see. I wrote everything down your father said about you. And I have what I learned in my head." I choke on my own spit. She did what?! I shake my head.
"Name: Blake Hanson
Age: 24 in counting
Height: five foot three
Weight: 63 kilograms
Appearance: short girl, short black hair cut into a bob with long bangs covering the right eye, golden eyes, small trace of freckles, straight teeth, slim hourglass figure.
Personality: Is smart mouthed and can accomplish anything. She is clever to the point where it is impossible to read how she is feeling. She is athoritive when people are off task, but other times she is silent and says barely anything. She is a clean freak and is very strong willed. She will die trying if asked to do so." I let my jaw drop. At least she didn't know my past. I close my mouth.
"Favorite drink: unknown.
Favorite color: unknown.
Favorite animal: unknown.
Favorite activity: unknown.
Favorite place: unknown.
Crush: unknown.
Friend: unknown." I growl.

     "Let's start the damn tour." I yell, I grab her by the wrist and drag her to the hall slamming my door behind us as I shove her into the empty hall. I hear her laugh, I snap around and glare grimly at her. She throws her hands up defensively.

     "Sorry, let's start." She says walking down the right side of the hall. "To your right is Petra's room. She is part of Shorty's Squad." Hanji knocks on the door and a ginger haired girl pokes her head out of the door. She lets her dark (almost brown) hazel eyes widen and she steps outside of her room.

     "You must be Cadet Hanson! I am Petra Ral! I am a member of the Special Operations Squad, Squad Levi." I nod respectfully. She steps back into her quarters and shuts the door quietly. Hanji and I continue walking down the hall.

     "To your left is Oluo's room." I nod I've heard of the man, they say that he mocks Captain Levi. Hanji knocks on the door, and a tall man with blonde hair styled like Levi pops his head out. His hair is many more times messier than, Levi's.

     "Tch, what the hell do you want Green Horn?!" He barks in my face, I let my face go flat.

     "I suggest that you stop being a mocking bird, and go back to being yourself. Acting like Captain Levi will get you nowhere, smart ass." I say flatly. "Next, Hanji." We continue walking and turn right. Only one door sits there. Hanji knocks excitedly on the fine, clean oak wood.

     "Name and business." A monotone voice demands, the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention.