[ he thought it was . . . mindful, to keep track. the literal lizard get up is a lot easier to understand now! ]
No one we know has come through the mirrors since then. [ a pause. ] But there’s something wrong in this city, something internal.
[ . . . ]
We’re caught in the middle of it again.
[ not that he’s complaining about it, or has been— he’s been digging at anything that gives off scent of suspicion, it’s the way they have to get home and falls no shorter than a duty. they just need to get on the same page. conspiracies, we all love conspiracies!! ]
[ but he doesn’t. only suspicions and clues and . . . hunches, really. nothing solid. ]
The dreams we have aren’t dreams— I think they’re memories. Someone saw the future and shares it with us. [ that’s his theory, as a memory walker himself when he sleeps and sees through the eyes of the shifters before him. ] It keeps giving us clues to government involvement, or foul play if you look hard enough.
But how much of that is good for us is, [ hand wave ] in the air. One of my Bonds thinks us being here isn’t an accident or a call for help like I thought. It could be a trap.
[ and he doesn’t want to rule that out. someone may be trying to warn them. someone may even be leading them into false stories. they just had to find the answers themselves. ]
[ ...well, that is definitely A Lot. in fact, it might be borderline too much for someone who's still fighting off a bad case of magical brain fog. his brows furrow as he tries to make sense of any of it. ]
[ there is definitely frustration here, but it's not really directed at Eren. (this time.)
he pushes himself up into a standing position slowly, but evidently not slowly enough—he manages to catch himself before staggering, but he's just going to... stand still. for a sec. and maybe rub his face a bit because holy shit this is embarrassing. ]
he’s actually— never seen levi do that before, though. eren almost double-reacts with his hand going out, then back, then hovering there. he gets closer. ]
[ no hesitation there whatsoever. he could have fallen flat on his goddamn face and he still would have insisted everything was fine. winding up in a state like this because of something as insanely stupid as "some kind of magic shit idk" is pretty embarrassing for him.
he's not invincible, but it's usually a lot more difficult to knock him down. magic is stupid. ]
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he tried so hard with his macaroni art tho
[ he thought it was . . . mindful, to keep track. the literal lizard get up is a lot easier to understand now! ]
No one we know has come through the mirrors since then. [ a pause. ] But there’s something wrong in this city, something internal.
[ . . . ]
We’re caught in the middle of it again.
[ not that he’s complaining about it, or has been— he’s been digging at anything that gives off scent of suspicion, it’s the way they have to get home and falls no shorter than a duty. they just need to get on the same page. conspiracies, we all love conspiracies!! ]
macaroni art is a waste of food
he's not sure how to feel about hearing no one else from home has ended up here. maybe being disappointed is selfish. it's probably just as well. ]
How cryptic. You wanna elaborate on that a little?
opens mouth
[ but he doesn’t. only suspicions and clues and . . . hunches, really. nothing solid. ]
The dreams we have aren’t dreams— I think they’re memories. Someone saw the future and shares it with us. [ that’s his theory, as a memory walker himself when he sleeps and sees through the eyes of the shifters before him. ] It keeps giving us clues to government involvement, or foul play if you look hard enough.
But how much of that is good for us is, [ hand wave ] in the air. One of my Bonds thinks us being here isn’t an accident or a call for help like I thought. It could be a trap.
[ and he doesn’t want to rule that out. someone may be trying to warn them. someone may even be leading them into false stories. they just had to find the answers themselves. ]
no subject
Someone else's memories?
[ let's just start there. ]
no subject
[ you said to elaborate, sir!!!! eren does not have a filter!! and slightly notices now that he should’ve!!
there’s more to add about this, but, ]
Should we— go outside?
no subject
[ there is definitely frustration here, but it's not really directed at Eren. (this time.)
he pushes himself up into a standing position slowly, but evidently not slowly enough—he manages to catch himself before staggering, but he's just going to... stand still. for a sec. and maybe rub his face a bit because holy shit this is embarrassing. ]
no subject
he’s actually— never seen levi do that before, though. eren almost double-reacts with his hand going out, then back, then hovering there. he gets closer. ]
Sir?
no subject
[ no hesitation there whatsoever. he could have fallen flat on his goddamn face and he still would have insisted everything was fine. winding up in a state like this because of something as insanely stupid as "some kind of magic shit idk" is pretty embarrassing for him.
he's not invincible, but it's usually a lot more difficult to knock him down. magic is stupid. ]
Let's just go.
[ he's been in this room way too long. ]