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Player Name: Allie
Are you new?: Yes, ahh!
Character Name: Erwin Smith
Character Fandom: Attack on Titan

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[ Erwin has been searching the shops all afternoon. He's heard from others that occasionally personal belongings from home have been known to arrive in Luceti's stores, and while he has no material possession that is especially precious to him, he would very much like to have his maneuver gear returned to him, if possible. Even in a world without Titans (a reality he still has yet to fully wrap his mind around), to be without it makes him feel too vulnerable. As if--if there were a threat--he wouldn't be capable of protecting himself, or anyone else. The paranoia of living a soldier's life, he supposes.

And yet he wants, more than anything, to return to that life. The softness of this existence doesn't suit a man like him. Sorting through piles of clothes, sifting through shelves of gadgets he doesn't even know the names of, doesn't suit a man like him. His mouth is set in a grim line, his stance and movements--back straight, steps measured--strongly indicate 'military' even without his distinctive uniform jacket. Though he asks briefly for directions once or twice, he otherwise keeps to himself today unless spoken to directly. ]

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If anyone could take a moment to indulge my curiosity, it would be appreciated.

[ Polite, though not overly friendly. He has what he hopes to be a simple question. ]

Do these wings grow? Do you know of anyone who has successfully been able to use them for flight?

[ It's an interesting possibility, and Erwin is a man who utilizes what he is given to the fullest extent, if possible. It's a bit of a long shot, certainly, but he's banked on slimmer chances before. It's more of a curiosity than anything, anyway; he has little doubt that if he were to return to his home, there would be no wings on his back but the ones stitched into his jacket. ]

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oh hey friend

[reviling]

[ despite the appearance of gray wings on his back (almost comical in proportion to his broad shoulders), it's impossible for Levi to mistake the tall, solidly built figure and blonde hair for anyone else. They've been here for nearly a week, and he's checked every day (multiple times a day, at that) for any sign of the maneuver gear in the shops - nothing yet, so far, much to his endless frustration.

Levi watches him for a moment, trying to reconcile the scene before him of Erwin so obviously (obvious to him, at least) out of his comfort zone in a place like this with the man he usually sees: controlled, calculating, commanding. It's a little strange, but there are things about this place that they'll both need time to adjust to. ]

It's not here yet, Erwin.

[ he calls it out flatly from the end of the isle, waiting for Erwin to turn to him before walking closer. His eyes scan over the rows of strange objects, most of which he's never even seen before and couldn't even guess at their function. ]

Wonder what the hell people use some of this shit for, anyway.

voice;

[likeacrow]

If your wings are growing, there's probably something wrong with you.

[voice] jean-mun but sans jean because why not

[noexit]

I wouldn't recommend trying it, unless you really want to know what a broken arm feels like.

[Voice]

[niceguypose]

You have certainly asked this question to the right person. [Never mind that the message is actually a general broadcast. Rock Lee is seeking his chance.]

I have been studying these wings and working hard to obtain 'true flight'! I have not had any results from my training yet... After all, it is difficult to safely try exercising the wings.

However, let me tell you of an incident which occurred last summer. The filial spirits which live in this land... for a brief time, they possessed a large number of the population. This caused our wings to grow to enormous sizes, capable of flying with ease! Once they left our bodies, the wings returned to the way they are now... but that gives me hope. I will find the secrets of flight!