01. [Action]

[greatestglory]

[When he comes to, it's with a persistent tension refusing to settle in his gut.

Perhaps the feeling is residual, from the situation Armin could swear he had been right in the middle of before he found himself.. here. Outside, as the sky grows dark, beneath the treeline of a forest he immediately identifies as unfamiliar from any forest he recognized in the area. Or perhaps it's due to the obvious, jarring factor that nags over every other one of his thoughts: that right now, his surroundings are entirely, peaceably silent.

This is wrong. The details of what occurred just before he awoke are unusually, extremely hazy for him, but he remembers the titans.. his friends and himself, along with all the other squads, in such a frenzy, and then...

What happened to him..? Or any of the others? Had he somehow been left behind?

..Importantly, what happened to Eren? With him no longer anywhere in any feasible view, his stomach twists in anxiousness.

Armin scrambles to his feet, glancing widely at his surroundings. At this time of day, there really doesn't appear to be anyone in sight, though he catches sight of a large building situated not far from the treeline, odd in appearance and unusually intact. It was as he stood that he also became immediately aware of his change of clothing- and lack of maneuver gear. To him, in addition to being more than strange, this is highly problematic. Despite dozens of unanswered questions working his gears, he knows that standing around outside unarmed and defenseless is a death wish, and taking care of that is priority. He hurries himself along to the building in front of him. Once he's properly armed, or at the very least more prepared, he would find someone, anyone, and try to make more sense of this as fast as possible.

He needs to know that his friends are okay. Sooner, rather than later.]

Comments

[my_martyrdom]

* Still hoping to find out just what this place is, Christa wanders around while staring at every little thing like it's a brand new treasure. The festivals, the lights, everything is so different from the way of life they had as soldiers back in their world.

Wandering along, she notices a familiar shade of blonde hair. She's more used to identifying those marks rather than things like height given everyone's as tall as a tree around her.

Stopping for a moment Christa watches carefully before concluding that it is indeed, Armin. *

Armin...?

[strawberrytart]

W-WATCH OUT!!!

[ A high pitched screech comes from one of the upper floors of the building he's come toward! From a window, a bowl of cake batter comes flying out... better get out of the way Armin! ]

[greatvanguard]

[It doesn't matter what time of day it is, there is always time for training. Which is why Kotarou is out and about now, heading back to his room after spending another few hours out in the dojo. He's adsent-mindedly sipping on some sort of sports drink when he notices a blur of blond hair when someone runs by. Huh.

Before Armin gets too far away, Kotarou will call out to him and wave a hand in the air to grab his attention.]

Oi, what's the rush? Something happen?

Aaaand now I can tag you! Sorry for the wait!

[teentitan]

[After all the crazy events that happened just days ago, Eren figured it would be best to get to know the area better. It was a little difficult to navigate and lead the way when he had to for Mikasa, so... being more prepared and familiar with the afterlife's layout would be a smart idea.

As he's venturing around, he does spot a certain familiar face though. Or rather, he notices the boy's hair -- and after some more staring in confusion, his face.

On one hand, Eren's happy to see his friend again. On the other... this is the afterlife. For yet another friend to be here, that's... that's just... Okay, no, he can't start freaking out just yet. First...]

--Armin?!

this is really late wow forgive me.

[save_a_horse]

[Dinner coming late today, having spent far too long training in the schools small gym. The lack of exercise made what little Erwin made up for himself take hours till his body was used to the amount of stain it was normally put under. Even in the afterlife the aches and pains still mentally haunt you even if you feel no physical.. it was his mind going stir crazy surely.

A newspaper would be nice, daily updated flayer of some sort to read while he relaxed and enjoyed the last meal the kitchen would be serving today. Having only that 'phone' to read of all the messages Levi had sent him throughout the day, he'd been making him practice his spelling and grammar seeing they had no real agenda.

It's strange.. so many important individuals form his world had been showing as of late.. some even disappearing. The workings of this world still needed further exploration.]