[fourth wall]

[wipesfaith]

[Jean is out and about doing who the fuck cares what. It's fourth wall...what were you expecting, actual plot and character development? Just come bother him.]

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[corruptedambitions]

[Out doing some random shit, huh? How convenient. This handsome older gentleman just happens to be out doing roughly the same thing. That is, he's sightseeing. A cigar is resting in the corner of his mouth and both hands are buried deeply in the pockets of a trenchcoat bearing the Military Police insignia.

It doesn't look like he's noticed Jean yet.]

[wipesfaith]

[He notices the insignia first, and it's enough to make him pause in his step. There's a moment where he thinks he owes nothing to whoever this guy is - not a cadet, and going by the cigar he's got a taste for luxury, which Jean figures goes hand in hand with the softness and corruption that seem inevitable with the Military Police, especially the higher up you climb. But then he figures if this guy's new around here (although, it seems too early for new arrivals...) it might help to know there's at least someone from the same world. Even if it's just some dumb cadet from the Survey Corps.

So he'll suck it up and approach.]

Hey. [He's debating whether or not to salute, but...ehh.]

[corruptedambitions]

[A bit lost in his own thought, he doesn't direct his attention to Jean until the boy speaks. That's when he turns to see who approached him. His eyes widen for a second, then narrow in an almost suspicious manner. The resemblance to Jean is uncanny, but impossible regardless. It's been over fifteen years since his friend looked like that. He raises a steady hand to his cigar, removing it from his mouth before he speaks.]

If this is a joke, I'm not laughing.

[wipesfaith]

[Wow, what's with that look, huh? And naturally, Jean assumes he's talking about the situation in general.]

Who the hell would? It's not a dream either...this place is messed up, but it's unfortunately real. [........You know, this guy looks weirdly familiar. Sounds kinda familiar, too.]

[corruptedambitions]

[That look is not going away anytime soon. His eyes linger on the Survey Corps cloak for a few seconds, then move right back to Jean's face.]

Real? Which part of this strikes you as realistic? [Quaint little villages surrounded by forest, people with wings, teenage Jeans... If this is reality, he dreads what might come from imagination.]

[wipesfaith]

[If you're trying to intimidate him with that intense stare, it's...well, it's working a little bit, but now you're starting to piss him off and that holds more weight.]

The war, for starters. The rest of it seems crazy, but believing it or not won't make a difference, so don't shoot the messenger.

[troubledkindness]

[Elise didn't mean to bump into you, Jean! It's just so crowded around here...]

Oof-!

[wipesfaith]

[...What is it with people always bumping into him?? He turns to give an annoyed look, but also to see if this person is okay. Or whatever.]

Hey, be careful. [.......Kinda cute, though.]

[troubledkindness]

Thank you. [She smiles apologetically.] I'm sorry, I certainly didn't mean to bump into you like that. It's just so crowded here... is it normally like this?

[She seems pretty calm for someone that's been thrown into another world, as if she's already accepted it.]

[wipesfaith]

Nope, believe it or not it's usually less crazy than this. [At least, on the surface.]

...So you're new here? [Because she's as calm as a Hindu cow. Not that such a simile means anything to Jean, but whatever.]

[troubledkindness]

Yes, I am. [You wouldn't believe the kind of things she's accepted for herself back home, Jean.] I think I've picked up on the basics, but this place is still so mysterious!

[It's a possibility she thinks it's all a dream, too. But, again: some of the things she's accepted for herself back home...]

[bufudine]

[Wherever Jean is walking, he'll come across a strangely dressed guy. Hey, armoured thong and lots of ass, no big deal. Serph certainly doesn't think his armour is really anything unusual.

The sky, however? That's a really big deal. For starters, it's blue.

Which sort of leaves him standing in the middle of the path, just staring up at the sky, fascinated, though it's hard to tell when his expression is about as :| as you can get.]

[wipesfaith]

[...The hell is that guy wearing? Thinks the guy who suits up in a full body harness every day. And he seems really out of it, so Jean assumes it must be another new feather.

Sigh.]

What's the matter, they don't have a sky where you're from?

[bufudine]

[Serph had heard Jean's approach, but it hadn't seemed significant until now. He turns his gaze to Jean, staring straight into his eyes, before he shakes his head and responds in an even voice.]

I have never seen the sky until now.

[He'd only known what it's supposed to look like. He has memories of a sky, a clear blue one, fleeting when he tries to grasp at it. Tilting his head, he asks the stranger.]

Is this Nirvana?

[wipesfaith]

[He supposes he shouldn't judge, since he's never seen the ocean before, and all kinds of things that seemed commonplace to many of the other worlds represented here, but. It's kinda weird anyway.]

It's Luceti. Probably a lot more disappointing than whatever you were expecting.

[bufudine]

[The moment the stranger says "It's Luceti," it confirms the feeling he had, deep in the pit of his stomach. His Tribe isn't here, and his demon -- eat them all -- is still hungry. But even though his demon urges him to eat this stranger, Serph easily ignores that hunger gnawing at the base of his stomach; he knows it will never go away.

Serph shakes his head. It isn't. Even if it isn't Nirvana, it isn't the Junkyard.

Still, even though there are a lot of new and fascinating things around him, there's a few pressing matters. First of all--]

Have you seen a girl with black hair?

[YEAH, REAL SPECIFIC, THERE.]

this would be a tori untouched by any sort of rp au, for the record. 8D

[skirtcladgunner]

[There is someone stuck in your closet, Jean. She is pounding at the door and screaming to be let out. You better do something about that.]

good to know

[wipesfaith]

[He hurries back to the bedroom when he hears the loud pounding and screams. Is that...a girl? He quickly chalks it up to the surge of new arrivals, remembering that he himself had ended up underneath someone's bed when he was first thrown into the enclosure.

So here's your knight in shining armor, yanking open the closet door.]

[skirtcladgunner]

[Tori is right against the door, so when Jean opens it she loses her balance and stumbles.]

Shit-! [So either she's going to fall on the floor on onto Jean. Either way, she probably won't be happy she already isn't.]

[wipesfaith]

[Jean is there to catch her...!

Except not really, because he hadn't expected her to come tumbling out like that, so with a loud oof he's slamming into the floor and she's slamming into him.]

[skirtcladgunner]

[Even though Jean had cushioned her fall, the fall itself hadn't exactly been the most fun experience in her life. She yelps when she slams into him, then groans loudly in pain.]

Oww...

[Then she realizes she's on top of someone and her face flushes. What the hell?! This just keeps getting worse and worse.]

[differentangle]

HEEEEEEY!

[I'm imagining "Jean is out and about doing who the fuck cares what" as the tagline for the whole canon. I LOVE YOU JEAN. Anyway, here is Hange running towards you. She's been getting gradually more familiar with the Survey Corps' new recruits, but it still takes her a minute to remember which one this is.]

Right...Jean! What's going on?! [She seems more excited than concerned...]

omg

[wipesfaith]

[While we're breaking the fourth wall, he agrees that he should probably be the star of the show.

But anyway. Most of what he knows about Hange he's heard in stories from Eren, so to see all that intensity up close and in person all of a sudden is a little...startling? Yeah, that. But he whips up a salute when he remembers to.]

Squad Leader Hange...! [Uh.] Did you just get here?

dkfjl sorry i got busy IM STILL HERE

[differentangle]

[Jean the Handsome Titan. Who gets all the ladies and defeats all the titans. And never has to dress up as Eren.]

That's right...at least, as far as I know. We were heading along Wall Rose to find the breach, and your classmates. But I don't recognize this...

[Trailing off, because she's just noticed something odd. Well, you know, odder than...all the other stuff going on.]

Eh? [ Squinting behind her glasses, she leans one way and the other suddenly, trying to see...]

What's on your back?

it's cool, man~

[wipesfaith]

[He has no idea what she's talking about, which must mean that she's from the future, like Captain Levi. This realization, strapped with the weight of that ominous word "breach", sinks in him like a stone - but before he can put together a question, she's rubbernecking at his wings.]

These? [Hooking a thumb over his shoulder, now that he's fallen out of his salute. The wings on his back, she'll likely notice, match the insignia on his jacket...which is lame as hell, and he knows it (unless you're, like, Eren Jaeger or something, and then you're probably lame enough to think it's cool), but it's not like he picked the color.] Wings, ma'am. Everybody gets 'em when they come here.

[Except the lack of feathery appendages sticking out of her back is conspicuous...]