Jinxer

Attack on Titan: Angels and Giants { Angel & Jinxer }

Julius 'July' Charlton

(Ignore the scar/tattoo)

Titan Form

Species: Human/Titan Shifter
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Height: 5' 9"

Relatives: Sister - Henrietta Charlton (17, works as a baker's assistant in Utopia District)

Residence: Utopia District. This is really his sister's home, he just happens to have a bedroom ready should he be in the area and not working.

Occupation: Survey Corps member, soldier.
Affiliation: Survey Corps
Former Affiliation: N/A

Hair Color: Blond/white
Eye Color: Blue/grey

Personality: Scholarly, calm and not prone to instinctive or gut-based actions or reactions. Kindly when required but relatively taciturn and one who approaches others rather than others coming to him.

Abilities: Titan Shifter - his main features or abilities as a Titan Shifter extend to a strong jaw and sharpened claws compared to other Titans and Shifters. His Titan form is muscled and athletic but too heavily set to be considered nimble. In this form he relies on power and speed to crush and tear his opponents apart before they have a chance to respond in kind but his form is by no means slow or lethargic like the Armoured Titan.

ODM Gear - Julius has a natural talent with the Gear although he's not as fast as some users he can correct his course with the most minor adjustments and right himself even in the most out of control situations. He works best as a distraction due to his ability to nimbly evade any Titan attacks but is also capable on the offensive, using his intuitive understanding of the Gear and its capabilities to inflict that fatal injury on a Titan's nape with as little chance for error as possible.

Voiced By (actor/actress): David Tennant

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Trost - HQ

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Lauren Jones

What the hell is happening?

Mere moments before Lauren had been watching the Titans swarm around HQ, planning on how best to break through their nightmarish ranks. Every desperate scheme, every foolhardy tactic she could come up with would result in the deaths of many of the cadets, if not all but she could see no way. Luring the Titans away had seemed the only viable option but that would mean sacrificing some of their already low numbers and she could never condone such an action in the first place. Chewing her lip, she glared at the building as if it itself purposefully blocked their path to safety. Then the Mysterious Titan had appeared, smashing its way through the ranks of Titans with a fierceness that seemed alien in the indifferent monster race.

More and more soldiers were arriving to their position, almost all of them cadets she recognised from the last three years; all with the pale and drawn faces of those who had been preparing for a battle all their life and had finally unearthed its horrors and found they were utterly unprepared for it. She could see figures on other buildings around them, drawn to the light of the flare she had fired into the overcast sky and the last hope it proffered. Mora, Tanner and another girl were on one rooftop nearby and upon spotting them she felt some of the tension in her body fall away, the pent up fear she had been holding at bay lessening but only slightly. For now she had to focus on the task at hand, those around her were looking to her to take charge as the one who had launched the flare, as one of the few surviving squad captains.

Finding Helen and Emil still alive had wiped away some of her unease at command; her squad had fared no worse than some and far better than most. The hug from the short boy had surprised her, his temperament usually so taciturn and removed. If not for the blinding pain that shot through her body from her chest, she might have been more moved by his action.

"Emil, I'm wounded." She grunted, loosening his grip a little and returning the gesture lightly. "I'm glad to see you're alive. I'd thought that... maybe, even with my stupid attack... no one would make it. I shouldn't have worried though, with you there." Her gaze moved to Helen, no words able to fulfil the relief she felt at seeing the girl still alive, the validation of her actions she so sorely needed. For her part, the younger girl seemed equally lost for words so Lauren merely nodded, trying to convey her understanding, trying not to focus on the fact that two of their squad were conspicuously missing. Part of her wanted to ask but by the pale looks on their faces she could conclude what happened, the details could wait for another day when she was ready for them. She squeezed Helen's shoulder before limping towards the wall and pointing towards HQ and raising her voice as much as she could without gasping with pain.

"Storm in now, we won't have a second chance! Stay clear of that Titan and break through the windows, assemble in the armoury once you're in and try to find any survivors inside! Don't stop until you're inside!" She turned to Conor and he picked her up, launching them both off the tower and towards HQ. Titans were converging on the building from streets around them, catching up to the fleeing soldiers now that the defensive line was completely broken but for now their way was open. The Mysterious Titan knelt down before HQ, watching them but making no move to intervene. It was an Abnormal but unlike any they had ever been taught of. A Titan that fought other Titans, that had no taste for humans? She pushed the buzzing thoughts from her mind, there was no time to guess at what it all meant; for now they just had to focus on surviving.

She braced as they smashed through a window, Conor managing to stay upright as they entered what looked to be the junior officer's ward on the second floor. The room was empty, too close to where the Titans had been clawing at the building's walls to be safe for any trapped inside, but the doors to the hallway were wide open. Lauren let herself down from Conor and moved to the door, turning into the corridor. Her foot splashed in something on the floor and she stopped short at the grisly sight which greeted her.

Soldiers lay strewn across the floor, their corpses still leaking their lifeblood slowly into one pool on the floor. Many lay headless, their decapitated limb having rolled a few feet down the hall while others still wore their heads, barely in many cases, but deep gashes in their chests or bloody holes in their uniforms showing the cause of their death. Red splashes scored the stone walls, already turning dark and crusty.

What happened here?

Swallowing the horror that was rising in her throat, she drew her blades and signalled for the soldiers to follow her before starting to walk through the corpse strewn fortress.

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The Armoury was largely empty of bodies although half a dozen still lay in bloody pools in various areas of the large, open room. There were no outside windows into the Armour making it relatively safe from Titans with only a lift operated by a pulley system giving access to the equipment room below where they needed to go to refill their gas canisters. Others had made it there ahead of Lauren and her group, slowed by their leader's stumbling and wavering gait as they threaded their way through the death soaked halls. They had crept around corners, always expecting for a Titan to leap out at them but the hallways were too cramped for the creatures to enter, raising the question of what had happened to the soldiers but for a while it would have to go unanswered.

Having found a group of survivors cowering in a locked office, Lauren's team had found out that Titans had breached HQ itself and, worst of all, were in the very room they needed to go before escaping. When asked about the corpses in the halls the survivors had just shaken their heads, telling how they had barricaded themselves in when they had heard someone screaming about Titans breaking in. At length, they had convinced the group to follow them to the Armoury to explain the situation to the other soldiers congregating there.

Lauren sheathed her weapons and took a seat, slowly, on a crate and sighed as the pent up tenseness washed out of her. Every muscle ached and her head pounded with the effort of staying awake, the pain in her side dulling dangerously to lull her into a false sense of security while blood still oozed from the wound she had yet to look at. What had first seemed like just cracked ribs was clearly worse than she had suspected and her strength was gone; only her sheer stubbornness not to be a burden on the others kept her standing.

There's an infirmary here. Down there.

Her eyes drifted down the Armoury's walls towards the door she'd need to get to and she groaned inwardly. Sitting down had been a mistake. She called to one of the younger cadets who had followed her and they rushed over, despite their obvious exhaustion. All around them the survivors were collapsing to the ground, letting the strain of their battles show both emotionally and physically. Some cried, head bowed and drawing their knees up to hide their faces, others merely sat and checked their equipment grimly. She could see lucky partners who had both survived clinging to one another, desperate not to be parted again lest the little fortune they had be taken from them. Was that how she felt? Pleased to see Mora alive, and now at least out of imminent danger, she had still felt more fear than before knowing that they were both in danger but their relationship had never been clarified, never been certain.

Pangs of jealousy struck her, followed by guilt at feeling such a selfish emotion during that time, why could she not just be happy for those who had the smallest happiness to cling onto? She told herself that she needed Mora right then to look at her wounds, not just because she felt weak and vulnerable. There were no other medics beside herself amongst the survivors in the room, that she knew of, and Olivia had been recalled back North, her orders mixed up with Jade's, leaving Mora as the only cadet Lauren knew to have some experience with first aid, even if it was only helping her on the odd occasion.

"Can you find Mora for me? I need her, for the infirmary." The cadet nodded, glancing down at the red stain that had spread across Lauren's shirt and down her right trouser leg, and rushed off through the survivors to carry out Lauren's request. She watched the cadet go, spotting a familiar small girl in the crowd and waved to her with a faint smile. If she had the energy she might have rushed up to hug Jade, so great was the relief she felt at seeing her. She spotted others in the crowd: Reese and Grant were with Jade and seemed to be okay, she could see Tanner but frowned when she spotted the large absence near her, the awkward secret which everyone knew of. Where had Gabriel gone?

She closed her eyes, shutting out the fear that flooded her chest and moaning as a bout of faintness washed across her. She looked down at the hand she had been holding her side with, stained red with her own blood, and looked back up at the crowd, setting her jaw against the pain and the tendrils of rest that threatened to claw her into darkness. She wasn't bleeding heavily but she was a steady rate and there had been no time to see to the injury, she hadn't even noticed it until after Mora had left, masked as it was by her jacket until the stain had spread across her shirt. As much pain as there was all around her, she was in no position to help others and had to focus on keeping herself alive. They were safe for now, it was up to the others to work out the next step. There was no more strength left within her.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Trost

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Lauren Jones

She'd gone, again. Off into danger and deliberately ill-equipped to face it. Lauren lacked the strength to call after Mora, felt too stunned as she realised what she was doing and just let her swap gas canisters with Connor and then take her own. It made sense to her, logically. Tactically, it was the best decision they could make with their minimal resources but it terrified her in a way she could never express to watch Mora rush off to face Titans with little to no gas and alone. There would be no one to save her, like she had saved Lauren.

But she understood. Had she not done the same thing, recklessly charging an Abnormal Titan from the front in a desperate and foolhardy attempt to save one of her team? An experienced leader, a more level-minded leader, would have sacrificed that one soldier and focused on removing the threat before them and retained order and discipline. She was neither and had reaped the results, knowing not whether her efforts had even made any difference; for all she knew her entire squad was dead because she had acted rashly rather than accept the inevitable death before her and taken steps to limit it elsewhere. But she was not like that, she never could be.

And neither could Mora, so she understood. She said nothing as she watched Mora leap off the building to go and warn the others, knowing that if their roles were reversed she would have made the same decision, come to the same conclusion. It was pure selfishness that made her want to keep those close to her within arm's reach, where she could know that they were safe but they were soldiers now, that was no longer an option.

Come back safe, please.

"Connor, let's go." She slowly levered herself up, leaning against the chimney behind her and pushing herself up with her feet, careful not to twist or knock her injured side. The bleeding underneath her shirt was slight and had slowed but now the material was sticking to her skin, peeling away and sending jolts of pain up her bruised and battered body.

There was another move they could make that was more than simply running away. She may have been injured, may have been unable to fight the Titans anymore, but she was a soldier and she was not yet useless.

"Take me to HQ. We'll act as the central point for the others to retreat to." She spoke quietly but confidently, still forced to breath lightly to reduce the pain in her chest. She could see the hesitation in his eyes and assumed it was because she was asking the opposite of what Mora had ordered. "We don't have the gas to get to the Wall and then up it and the gates will be closed by now. Our only option is to get to HQ and find a safe place to gather everyone else. I'm not going to be a liability for everyone else and risk your life for nothing. Now, let's go."

Awkwardly they travelled towards HQ and stopped on a tower which she pointed out when it came into view, remembering it from the few days they had spent in Trost. It formed part of a church building but was set back from any of the larger streets which the Titans mostly used, preferring the lack of obstacles as they tramped through the town. The tower gave a good view of the surrounding area and had plenty of room for what remained of the cadets to assemble.

Lauren stepped away from Connor, looking over the wrecked town with numerous fires raging across the battlefield. How had they started, she wondered? The Titans did not wield any weapons, did not understand fire so how had so many sprung up? She shook her head, ridding her mind of unnecessary thoughts and reached for the last of the flare guns and fitted in the red signal. Firing it up into the sky directly above them and watched the plume spiralling up followed by the cartridge exploding its burst of colour so bright against the overcast sky.

"Your squad's gone, I don't know what's happened to mine. I wonder if everyone else is in the same state we're in." She said to Connor, her eyes drawn instinctively towards the left flank. The place she was meant to be holding, leading her team against the Titans but she had failed miserably.

For the longest time no one arrived and she began to worry that the signal was not clear enough, that the cadets were just falling back, waiting for a refill team which would never come. She bit her lip, leaning heavily against the stone crenellations running around the tower, eyes darting across the city roofs in search of any small figures zipping along with their Gears toward them. She finally heard the clunk of grapples hitting the side of the tower and the telltale hiss of gas before two figures up and landed on the flat tower top.

She recognised Gregory, remembering how he had come to her after her injury on the mountaintop and thanked her and apologised profusely for getting him to safety. Despite her lack of memory of the incident she'd accepted his thanks awkwardly and he'd kept in touch, often breaking off from his group of friends, many who looked ashamed at their cowardice in leaving him behind during the avalanche, to speak to her. With him was a young woman she vaguely recognised but had barely spoken to. They both had the drawn faces of those who had seen comrades they'd grown to know over years of training die gruesomely before them.

"Lauren! I figured you'd still be - you're hurt!" Gregory's wide smile and palpable relief at first seeing her were wiped from his face when he saw the way she was leaning heavily against the wall and the blood dripping lazily down her side. She warded him off, checking their gas reserves and receiving the grim news which she had expected: barely any left.

"Listen, we're safe for now up here so we'll wait for any others to arrive. We need to get into HQ somehow, the refill teams are probably dead or at least trapped in there." She nodded to the fortress-like building clearly visible two streets over from them, surrounded by several smaller Titans which clawed at the walls in their clumsy attempts to get at their prey inside.

So now we wait.

Her hand strayed to her side and she felt her strength slipping away. They didn't have long before the Titans would start to congregate around their rallying point and after that their already slim chances would become even slimmer. She glanced up at the sky, trying to gauge the time and decided she'd give the others ten minutes before they made their move; it was as long as she dared to do nothing.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

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Flares have just been sent up ordering a retreat towards HQ but that's very recent.

The left flank is gone and the Titans are penetrating the city now.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Trost

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Lauren Jones

I can't keep up with all this.

Teetering on the edge of consciousness with her arms wrapped around Mora and Trost dying around them, Lauren was struggling to distinguish reality from the constantly spinning world around her. When she had been plucked from the sky and rescue from certain death by her friend she had questioned whether she had, in fact, passed on prematurely. The pain in her side, her nausea, the pounding in her head, the presence of the Titans and the screaming all around them had dissuaded her of this notion but she still clung onto Mora tightly, as if afraid she might wake up to find her gone.

They moved away from the frontline, Mora having to move more slowly and carefully with the extra weight and cumbersomeness of Lauren's body hanging from around her neck. Try as she might, Lauren found it difficult to focus on keeping an eye out behind them for any Titans, screwing her eyes up shut to fend off waves of nausea rising up to overwhelm her. The sounds of battle and death quietened, but only slightly, always seeming to keep pace with them as they headed back in the direction of HQ, the advance of the Titans was relentless. They kept well ahead out of danger, the other cadets still fighting desperately behind them. Lauren worried about her own team, suddenly without a nominated leader and facing an abomination but going back would have done nothing helpful, she was unable to fight and would only be a liability in her state; she needed to be removed from the battle so as not to get in anyone's way.

"Ra, can we stop, for just a minute?" She asked in a quiet voice as a suddenly powerful bout of nausea welled up, her throat tingling with an acidic feeling. They pulled to a halt on a tall building with a good, commanding view of most of Trost, safely out of the reach of all but the tallest Titans which they would be able to see coming in plenty of time.

Gingerly Lauren extricated herself from Mora, her legs wavering as they tried to hold her weight and she was forced to lean almost entirely on her friend to stop from tumbling over. Her breath came in short gasps, partly trying to fend off the the vomit rising in her throat and part because of the blazing pain in her chest from where the Titan had grazed her. It was no use, though, and she stumbled away and fell to her knees and retched. Bile and blood, mostly blood, splattered onto the rooftop and she moaned in pain as her chest protested against the heaving of her stomach. She retched again and this time it was all blood. It looked strangely colourful on the monotone, overcast battlefield and she felt slightly less nauseous for it even if it brought new concerns about the extent of her injury.

"Not just some cracked ribs then." She rolled over, using a chimney to rest her back against and gingerly felt her chest. She could see patches of blood underneath her coat, staining the white shirt from underneath but they were not large or numerous enough for immediate concern. The world still span as if she was flipping through the air using her Gear so she scrunched her eyes up, willing it all to stay still so that she could focus on their predicament but her severe motion sickness showed no sign of abating soon.

"Ra, why did you come here?" She asked, breathing lightly to avoid aggravating her chest any further. "I... don't mean it like that. I thought that you were away." She paused, opening her eyes to look at her friend. Her miraculous Mora, the source of her strength and the barrier against all the pain the world could throw at her. She could be strong when she knew Mora would still be there, ward off the hatred she bore herself because Mora would not allow it. "I thought that you'd be safe." She sighed, looking up at the heavy clouds above. Their ominous darkness seemed fitting for the disaster befalling the town around them. "God, I missed you though. When you were reassigned I... didn't know where I was anymore. It was like the ground beneath me was gone. And then... this." She waved at herself, feeling exhausted and pessimistic about their chances. She gazed at Mora, her Ra, who had come for her again at the moment when she needed her most. Tears sprung unbidden to her eyes and rolled down her cheeks, leaving streaks in the grime on her cheeks and the blood at the corners of her mouth.

"Thank you, Ra. For coming back."

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Trost

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Lauren Jones

"I think I pissed myself!"

She could not help but smile at the small cadet's euphoric joke, swinging herself back onto their vantage point to stand beside Emil. Although they had both been part of the same cadet programme she had never truly understood just how fast and just how good Emil was with the Gear until he had attacked the Titan. Waiting until the very last moment he had avoided its gaping mouth before landing the killing below cleanly as if he had been doing it his entire life. She looked at the blades in her own hands, still stained with steaming Titan blood and was surprised at the chips already appearing in the blades. They had been told how tough Titan skin was but the instructors had demonstrated the strength of the steel in their blades; the damage from the single attack struck home just how hard to kill the Titans were.

"Stay alert, that's just the first one. We'll hold here before slowly pulling back. Nice job, Emil. I'm glad I've got you on my team." She said the last quietly so that the other team could not hear before turning her attention back to the bottom of the street where two more Titans were making their way up. Both had already spotted the soldiers on the rooftops and eyed them with that deathly blank stare as they trudged towards them. Grimacing at their size, both taller than the previous Titan, she readied her blades and dropped off of the rooftop again. "We'll take the one on the right. Helen, you distract the left and Russ take it down. Try and get them to turn away from each other so you don't get caught."

She swung close to their targeted Titan, reeling in her hooks quickly to avoid being grabbed and then pulling herself up onto the rooftop rapidly with a burst of gas. The other Titan started to pay attention but she saw Helen shoot behind it, slicing her way across to draw its attention before swinging herself through its legs and back up the way they had come. The Titan followed the speedy girl, seemingly unaware of Russell jumping between rooftops to circle around it. Lauren dropped back into the street, as if making towards the breach, and taunted the Titan closer towards her but always staying just out of reach.

The two separated, giving Emil and Russell clear ground so as not to get caught in one another's lines of attack. She watched expectantly, seeing Russell ready to propel himself off the rooftop to claim his first kill while Emil snuck up on her Titan. Both she trusted to make the blow clean, Emil had already proved himself and she knew that where Russell was slow he made up for it with power and he required no finesse to take out the Titan so cleanly laid out for him. Then she spotted the huge foot sticking out from a road further up the street, behind Helen and in her blind spot. A hand reached around and then a Titan's head, zoning in on the small girl. It was small, only a five metre but small enough to be hidden by the buildings surrounding them, small enough for their lookout not to have seen it.

Russell was too focused on his kill, already leaping off the building to administer the blow, and Emil was looking the wrong way so only she could see it. Gritting her teeth, Lauren released her hooks and applied new ones, heading straight for the Titan she was meant to be baiting. Its jaws opened wide and its hands reached for her, like a child trying to grab a toy in some kind of horrific parody of life, but she shot a hook into the building to her right, pulling herself sharply out of its way before immediately applying one to the left of its head and shooting across its face. The sudden change of direction jerked her body painfully but she ignored the discomfort, using a burst of gas to raise her trajectory to avoid the snapping jaws, her blades slicing through the Titan's softer eyes as she shot past its face.

Safely away from her victim now, Lauren applied hooks ahead of her, using her gas dangerously fast to propel herself as quickly as possible up the street, spinning wildly up into the air before reapplying her hooks for the next pull. Her body ached and she felt lightheaded from the constant changes of direction but there was no time to feel weak, no time to worry about the creature she had barely hampered behind her. Emil would have to make good on the kill by himself, up ahead Russell was clambering free from his successful attack and only now spotting the Titan sprinting down the street. It was fast, much faster than the plodding creatures they had faced so far.

Had to be an Abnormal, didn't it!

Russell was calling to Helen who turned to finally spot the creature thudding towards her. It dived toward the girl, grabbing her in one hand as it pulled to a halt, eyes focused entirely on its prey. Russell was yelling for help, Helen was crying hysterically for her life, Lauren was screaming madly as she swept up from below. She rammed her blades into the Titan's wrists, hooks planted into its arm so that she was standing upside down. Switching her grip and with a cry of rage and desperation she sliced the blades back outwards. Blood poured down onto her from the wrist and she saw Helen fall free from its limp grip. The blonde girl had the presence of mind to dodge the Titan's other hand as it reached up to grab her, swinging around to its rear.

Lauren released her hooks and shot herself directly at the ground, twisting and firing hooks up at rooftop on the left at the last moment and yanking herself back up in a curve that had her face barely a foot from the cobbled ground in an effort to lose the Titan but it was an Abnormal and behaved less slowly than the others had. Its hand swung down and an outstretched finger clipped her side lightly but the force was enough to send her risky manoeuvre into a mad, uncontrolled spin. Her hooks disengaged and she couldn't reorient herself and retain control.

Her side flared with pain, she was sure the ribs were cracked, and her mind span with the extreme forces she had put herself through in too short a space of time. She had been too desperate to protect her team, she knew, but what else could she do? Vomit rose in her throat, her rapid rise finally slowing before she began to fall, still spinning. She clutched desperately for her handles but seemed unable to locate the triggers for the hooks; she was still spinning too fast to try and manage her descent even if she could find a place to apply the hooks and her mind began to go blank as the world span and span.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Trost

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Lauren Jones

From her vantage point atop a building only slightly higher than most in Trost, Lauren could see all the way to the breached Wall, see the Titans coming through. A few members of the Garrison whirred above the heads of the monsters, spinning wildly as if they were out of control before plunging back down towards the Titans to try and slow them down; to her it looked like flies attacking a beast. Every time they soared back into the sky there were fewer and fewer of them and more Titans, constantly encroaching into the city and searching for their next victims.

"You realize we're the expendable shield, our deaths are just to buy time... Wanting to survive and actually surviving are two very different and unrelated things." Emil was standing next to her on the rooftop, he had ordered one of the lads with them to a good lookout position while the other two waited on a different rooftop, weapons drawn but she could see from their stance how unready they were for this; the shaking of their blades was visible even at that distance. "Your words, as heartfelt as they were, aren't going to save those two if they get into some serious trouble with a titan, and it won't save you either." She smiled at his harsh truth, knowing it to be true. Her words hadn't been for her, she did not need to hear them and neither did Emil; kind and brave words were only needed by those afraid to risk their lives, afraid to fight the monsters heading towards them. For Lauren, her determination overrode that fear. She had sworn two oaths, one to Ma and one as a soldier, and both meant surviving. That was all she needed to keep going.

"You're unusually chatty, Emil." She remarked, eyeing a group of Titans swinging around on their flank, the other group would take care of them but it was something to keep an eye on. It was hard not to look and see how the others were doing but distracting thoughts like that would only get her killed, it was best to just believe they would come through alive and deal with the aftermath if they did not; either way, there was nothing she could do to affect the outcome. She prayed that Jade would make it out safely, she couldn't afford to lose anybody else. "Besides, you and I don't need words to keep us alive. We've got these." She hefted one of the swords, sunlight dancing across the toughened blade. When she had first wielded one it had felt so heavy but now it was like an extension of her arm, so familiar to her that she almost felt bereft of part of herself when its comforting weight was absent.

"You do the distracting, I do the slashing. Don't get in over your head when this starts and if it gets really bad, which we both know it will, we get the fuck out of here and regroup, Cadet Medic." She grinned as he nudged her, gently pushing his shoulder in return. "I thought I was the one meant to be in charge, Cadet Midget? You'd be no use as a distraction, the Titan wouldn't even spot you."

Their brief moment of joviality was broken by the heavy thuds of a Titan's feet, close enough now that it could only be heading into their zone of control. Sure enough, the enormous head of one of the creatures appeared at the base of the street between their buildings, visible over the lower rooftops before the rest of its body came into view. Lessons from their three years of training ran through her head as she identified it as an 8m class. Its hair was short and its mouth was wider than usual with teeth edging up its jawline further than on most Titans. Skinny enough for its ribcage to be visible, the creature had a famished look to it and she could not help but think that that was why it was the first to reach their position; so hungry was it that it had rushed ahead of its fellows for sustenance. Of course, they knew that Titans did not need to eat, they just ate humans as their method of killing, but that did not stop the impression of hunger she felt radiating from it.

"You two hold back and intercept any others. Emil, let's go. You better cut it cleanly or else you can be the bait!" She dropped off the side of the building, planting hooks into buildings on either side and swinging herself directly at the Titan. Its eyes followed her movement and it changed course very slightly to head towards her, arms reaching up from where they had been hanging at its sides in readiness to snatch her out of the air. Its behaviour was just like those they had been taught about, the ones she had seen in Shiganshina.

Doesn't seem like an abnormal then.

Just as she reached within its grasp she planted a hook at its feet and dived low with a burst of gas, throwing herself into a spin with blades outstretched to slice chunks out of its legs. The weight of the creature made the small wounds widen rapidly, blood bursting in steaming piles out of the gashes and onto Lauren's clothes and the cobbled ground. Already bent over to grab her the Titan fell to its knees as its ankles gave way and she swung herself back to be in front of it but tantalisingly out of reach. She could see its eyes focusing on her, hands on the ground as it crawled on hands and knees towards her while steam rose from its sliced ankles, the wound already healing at a rapid rate.

I've even got its head bowed for you Emil.

She could hear more thuds closing on their position and she called back to the other two cadets, without taking her eyes off of the Titan before her, who were watching with intense expressions on their face.

"Get ready you two, we've got more incoming!"

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Just realised I haven't said where you're deploying to.

Lauren and Emil - leftish flank.
Tanner, Gabriel - centre (ish)
Jade, Reese, Grant and Jay - rightish flank

Attack on Titan: Somnium

The two other cadets for the Emil/Lauren team.

Russell Heisner

Russell Heisner

Nickname: 'Rusty'
Age: 19
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 230 lbs

Short Bio: Heralding from the northern regions within Wall Maria, Russell and his family had plenty of time to evacuate after the breach of Maria. Like many from the largely farming communities from which they originated they sound found that their skills were in large surplus. Most of the refugees were put into the fields for manual labour, regardless of skill or knowledge and there was no space for a family who had lost everything to rebuild their life on a new farmstead.

His parents were both sent out to 'take back Maria', the disastrous expedition that's only success was to allow those who remained to have a decent meal once a day. Left with his sister, only a year younger than himself, and no work to support them, Russell enrolled in the cadets to earn a steady pay check of which all he sent back to his sister, Margaret. He always had a tough body from years working in the fields and it served him well in the hand to hand combat training and the endurance exercises but he struggled with the gear to begin with and even now is a little slow in its use even if, technically at least, he's an accomplished user of the device now.

Personality: No-nonsense, serious and desperate to live but not a coward - he just hasn't given up yet.

Stats
• Physical Strength: 18
• Speed: 5
• Teamwork: 10
• Leadership: 5
• Skill (gear): 12

Helen Weissman

Helen Weissman

Nickname: None.
Age: 15
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 115 lbs

Short Bio: From Orvud District and a relatively wealthy family, Helen is an unusual specimen in the cadets. Her family are merchants but her father, the current head of the family company, served in the Military Police from where he made his connections (and dubiously makes a great deal of his business) decreed that all of his offspring should have some experience of a soldier's life. This was not through any sense of duty, he merely felt that the harsh training would instil some backbone into his children who enjoyed a very plush an easy life, on the back of his success.

Helen hated the cadets. She had never had to work hard in her life, especially not physically, but she worked hard and refused to admit defeat, eventually surviving the process of turning her into a soldier. Slight of build but fast and quick-witted, she excelled in obstacle courses and the use of the gear although she struggled with complex manoeuvres and has no strength to speak of.

Personality: Stubborn when her back is against the wall but otherwise easygoing to the point of being lazy. Doesn't like to get her hands, or any part of her for that matter, dirty, if she can help it.

Stats
• Physical Strength: 4
• Speed: 20
• Teamwork: 8
• Leadership: 5
• Skill (gear): 13

CS for Jay, working on some other more permanent NPCs to flesh the ranks out as well.

Jayden Weber

Jayden Weber

Nickname: Jay
Age: 18
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 180 lbs

Short Bio: Jay speaks little of his life before the cadets and is often prickly when pressed. The little he has revealed is of his parents, weavers working in Shiganshina in the shadow of Wall Maria, who were killed in the town's fall. Their house was near the gate which the Colossal Titan breached and so there was no chance for them to escape, the initial blast or the ensuing Titan attack ending their lives. Jay escaped, having been away from home at the time and escaped the disaster.

He spent the following years as a cutpurse and a thug, travelling around various towns within Wall Rose before being picked up by a recruiter drumming up support for the cadets, enticed as he was by the promise of a steady pay cheque.

Personality: Confrontational and blunt, Jay makes few friends. He's loyal to those around him but does not work well in a team and comes across as rude and ready for a scrap.

Stats
• Physical Strength: 15
• Speed: 10
• Teamwork: 5
• Leadership: 5
• Skill (gear): 15

Gregory Findlay

Gregory Findlay

Nickname: Greg
Age: 17
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 150 lbs

Short Bio: Greg is a fairly effeminate young lad, with blond hair a little longer than most male styles and with angular cheekbones giving him a slightly feminine appearance. As a result he was often bullied and sought out protectors rather than friends although they often came in the same form. Away from Shiganshina when the attack happened, Greg lost his aunt whom he had been staying with but had enough inheritance to manage for a time without too much struggle. He joined the cadets since he had few other skills he could use and soon found he had some ability with the Gear.

During the mountain hike he twisted his ankle and was unable to escape the avalanche. Lauren's intervention saved his life, her injury a direct result of his own and he still feels that he is in her debt.

Personality: An eternal optimist and desperate to befriend everyone around him, Greg is a gentle person with little to no rage or anger within him. He does not hate Titans but choose to fight because of the threat they pose to others.

Stats
• Physical Strength: 10
• Speed: 15
• Teamwork: 10
• Leadership: 0
• Skill (gear): 15

Fleur Seymour

Fleur Seymour

Nickname: None
Age: 19
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 160 lbs

Short Bio: Fleur is the fourth female child of a well to do family from the capital. Due to the significant length of the line of succession she was expected to inherit nothing and so needed to find a career for herself. The usual solution for young men and women in her position was to push them into the cadets and then use connections to find them a place within the Military Police, regardless of their end of training rankings thanks to family connections.

Fleur went as expected and joined the cadets but found the training, the will to fight of those around them and the joy of being something actually important of more interest than the political games of the rich families in the capital. Spurning her parents' attempts to move her into the Military Police, she graduated and plans to join one of the other divisions on her own merit.

Personality: Determined to make something of herself and prove she isn't just another girl from a rich family, Fleur is focused on her goal of advancing and will fight as hard as any to survive. Although the hatred her fellows bear towards the Titans is not her own she has taken the emotion to heart and has assumed their dreams to retake Wall Maria.

Stats
• Physical Strength: 10
• Speed: 8
• Teamwork: 10
• Leadership: 7
• Skill (gear): 15

Attack on Titan: Somnium

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