without power.

Without a word, Ban crumpled the cloak up once again and shoved it into the blonde’s arms. The sin most certainly didn’t want it anymore, especially after finding out it had a connection to Levi. Gross.”So you’re friends with thaaaat guy, huh? That’s too bad, I actually didn’t mind you….~ You gonna try and blackmail me toooooo? That shit ain’t cool, man.”

Crossing his arms, he propped them back up on the table. A short moment passed before his curiosity peaked, Ban shot back up with his questions as he looked up towards Erwin. “Commander? Survey what? What’s that? Are you like a knight or something? Hope nooooot…” A pause. If he was a knight, that would’ve been some bad news. He didn’t wanna kill this guy. But on second thought, he didn’t look anything close to a holy knight, so he simply shrugged off the thought.

An inquisitive stare was the only gesture which came to mind, as the other shoved his cloak back into his grasp he momentarily placed it on the table which Ban is sitting at. A small chuckle developed at the upbringing of friend, ❝not necessarily friends but more like comrades. Hm? Did I hear a small compliment? I didn't expect you of all people to say something like that, nonetheless I can say the same for you.❞ Shrugging at the thought of blackmailing, the particular gesture didn't come to mind as the blond wasn't that type of person, ❝I'm not that type of person to do that Banana.❞

Upon sighting the other's calm and collected manner he would have mimicked him and mocked but him decided against it. Subsequently he then nodded his head at the other's question, ❝yes, I'm a commander, you could say I'm the boss of a group or the leader in other words. Survey Corps, in more simple terms, is a group of people whom are willing to risk their lives for the sake of mankind. Their main goal are to extinguish the population of these humanoid creatures known as the Titans. Also to your question, no, I'm not a knight, we don't go around equipping metallic, heavy armor all the time-- or that's what I think the stereotype knights are at least.❞

Acknowledging the particular strain on his last words, the male wondered on the subject of knights, did they do something to the sin? On the verge of losing himself to his devouring thoughts, a cold sensation was felt throughout his hand whilst being tugged towards a seat which soon became occupied. He grunted lightly upon plotting himself on the chair as he mumbled under his breath.

The albino completely disregarded Erwin’s comment as he snatched the cloak off the table childishly upon hearing the others response. “And no way. You gave it to me…Remember?” A pause. “No take-baaaaaacks.♫”

A moment of glaring at the blonde passed before crimson eyes lightened up with remembrance. Ban quickly layed the cloak out onto the table, displaying the insignia placed on the back. “Heeey, but while you’re here…” He drifted off, placing a finger into the emblem.

"Whats this mean? Whats it for? You do know, riiiiiiight?”

The male's eyes remained to be glued aloft the sight of his cloak, he regretted being sympathetic in the past-- especially because the particular seems to be quite overly attachable. ❝I do remember, I regret that decision entirely.❞ Mimicking the other, he momentarily paused. ❝--nonetheless, I'm glad you enjoyed my cloak.❞

The unraveling of the cloak was unexpected, it was questionable on why Ban was so inquisitive about the insignia inscribed onto the fabric but he let the thought brush past. ❝It stands for the Survey Corps, many of my colleagues attain the same cloak-- one individual being Levi, whom is also residing at the academy as you may know.❞  ❝Oh, and also-- as a commander I look quite out of place without that cloak. Perhaps you could have a change of heart and return it?❞

"Ew it’s you."

"I thought I smelled old man walk into the room."

Releasing another sigh, the albino straightened himself up. What was up with that tone? It almost sounded as if he were shocked or happy or some shit. That’s weird. He decided not to dwell on it, it probably meant nothing anyways. Nonchalance apparent in his voice, Ban continued to speak to the blonde.

His felt conflicted and emotional at this point of time yet it soon submerged with the rest of his discarded feelings as a glare was directed at the albino. Vocables transforming concern to aggravation, ❝I'm not even that old? You're probably older.❞ Pausing, he glanced at the other once more. This was their third meeting and the pair are still at each other's necks, ah, is that what you true love? 

Noticing the emerald cloth besides him, Ban grabbed the cloak, holding it in front of his face as he examined the insignia on the back. It looked so familiar, but why? 

"This looks stupid…" Ban murmured under his breath. A shrug. It didn’t really matter, now did it. Bunching the cloth up, the sin used it as a makeshift pillow, laying his head down as he looked outside the nearby window.

Examining his surroundings his sight captured the figure of a taller male, a sigh of regret exited his lips as he noticed the peculiar green cloak spread among the table. His foot arched into a tiptoe stance as he silently paced towards the albino.

asuka smells like beef

Why’d the old man get all sentimental all of a sudden? Ban had no clue. Usually the sin would’ve been good giving the other ‘Oh that’s too bad.’ or any other variation of his sarcastic comments, but for some odd reason, he couldn’t bring himself to be cold towards the other. He looked around awkwardly, searching for the right words to say to the somewhat sulky man sitting beside him.

"Uh…" There was a short pause before a hand slapped the blondes back. "H-Heeeey…Don’t give me that. You’re not alone, I’m right here next to you…areeen’t I?♫"

"Try anything funny and I’ll kill yaaaa…~"

In almost an instant, Ban’s tone reverted back to its usual cheeriness. ”And like I’d go on a date with an old man like you.” Ban replied whilst giggling like a child. “Thanks, but I’m good.”

A second laugh sounded upon hearing the other's statement, ❝alright, alright. Sorry Mr. Banana. I'll try to refrain doing any monkey business around you, I don't want you to go apeshit on me.❞

One small shrug was given to the other. ❝It was just an offer, it's always on the platter if you ever want to take it.❞ He said in a sarcastic tone, Erwin had no interest in dating with this individual-- he was the complete opposite to himself. The other was giggling. Who giggles?

❝My name is pretty nice to be honest, who names themselves Ban? Or more importantly, Banana? You're a dork because you're a Banana.❞

"I like you."

Still, without any hesitation, Ban continued to follow directly behind the other. “Y’know this things warm.” He uttered, completely changing the subject while fiddling with the ends of the dark green cloth he was clutching onto.

The male wasn't sure on whether to take that as a compliment or not, shrugging slightly he replied in a forced sincere tone, ❝I'm honored that you like me but I hate you too.❞

Erwin looked over at his shoulder and threw a cold glare at the sin before returning to face the direction of the path he was taking. Of all the things the male could have gifted, the particular accessory he decided to throw away was his own commander's cloak. At least the albino was warm enough, he didn't want him to freeze up on him. 

And so he followed.

Taking a few strides, the sin easily managed to catch up with the man. Following the others footsteps, he looked over his surroundings. The dark wasnt too bad once his eyes had adjusted. As the cape slid off from his head, Ban spoke.

A headache generated once the familiar voice of the sin's penetrated his mind, signalling sharp thorns to develop within his head, pricking at every side-- every aspect. Pressing a finger onto his temples once more in an attempt to tone down the sudden pain whilst in aggravation turning back to face the other, sharp eyes masked with frustration. 

Upon spotting the Ferris wheel off in the distance, his finger shot up, pointing in the direction of the circular contraption. “Heeeeey, how about we race to the top of that thing, huuuh?” After a short moment, the sins gaze averted towards the other males missing arm.

"I’m sure you can manage.♫" 

In subsequent to the male searching their surroundings, Erwin did the same by following the identical direction of which the other was facing. A finger swiped out and stood erect, pointing straight towards the Ferris Wheel. Realization soon submerged throughout him. Silence lingered between the duo until laughter filled the area, ❝ahahahahahahaha—!!❞ then abruptly his laughter seized, monotone vocables parting through his lips, ❝no.❞

"And I already told you it wasn’t me. You’re really hard of hearing, aren’t you?" There was a pause as a smile tugged at his lips once more. "Not surprising for someone as old as yooooooou.~" Ban replied rather playfully. Crossing his arms, the sin leaned his shoulder against the brick wall which was directly beside the two.

With an eyebrow raised, Ban examined the mans vexed expression as he spoke. “Trap and bait? You’re really paranoid aren’t you.” The sin paused a second time, taking another look at the other male. “Besiiiiiides, you don’t look like a fun target anyways. Too easy.♫” Surely if he did attempt to take the other males life, there might be some struggle. But other than that, it’d be too much of an easy kill. Besides, he had no reason to do such a thing, and he honestly didn’t want to piss off Levi and the others, so why try?

❝I would take your word for it though I have no recollections of any previous events that occurred before that, thus all I can do is to pin it on you as you were the first person I saw within that claustrophobic crate. In spite of that, it would be logical to guess that the culprit had escaped though you genuinely annoy me which leaves me to entitling you as said culprit.❞

A small smirk was carved upon his frustrated facade, alas the commander began to think he was feeling superior in comparison to the inferior other until the albino made a comment which tugged his smiling guise downwards to form a frown, ❝old? Regardless of my age, I think I'm quite the looker. Yet at least I'm not a giant, unlike you towering over everybody.❞

Circular optics concentrating aloft the other's movement, sighting the rather relaxed vibe churning continuously from the direction of the male. ❝I wouldn't be remotely surprised if someone stabbed me in the back within seconds of me saying this, nonetheless it isn't threat to be a slightly cautious, no? ❞ A small shrug was slotted betwixt his words until he resumed, ❝I'll let you live in your fantasy world for now. I won't judge you, don't worry.❞ Upon seizing his sentence, he strode purposely towards the other whom was leaning against the wall. 

Hearing the small bit of hesitation in the mans voice made the sin smirk. It was honestly surprising the other had the balls to approach him. Ban bent down slightly, meeting face to face with the one who had approached him. ”Yooooour patrol area?” He asked. “Sooorrry…I had no idea.~” Obviously a lie. Ban was bored, and frankly he just wanted to find something to amuse himself for a while. There was a short pause as Ban studied the others face.

Blatantly ignoring the others question, Ban continued talking aimlessly. “Heeeeeeeeeeey. You’re that one guy!” He noted. “You know! The one from that box! You look a lot different. Wonder why?♫” He teased. Straightening himself up, Ban let out a soft chuckle at Erwin’s concern. “And calm doooown, will ya? I was just here passing by. S’kinda boring back at base, y’know?” 

The lone fact of the other bending requiring to bend over was another miniature tidbit that pricked his skin. Eyebrows folding into anger, a snarl plastering on his face. A voice of mock sounded within his ears as the commander retorted, ❝don't fucking-- excuse my language-- give me that tone, I bet you decided to happily skip into this area just to see me again, I guess I have some kind of admirer, eh?❞ If he magically turned into a young boy again Erwin would have blown a raspberry at the other yet that was immature and thought against it.

The blond forgot his question entirely upon engaging into this pointless conversation, he didn't understand why he approached him in the first place-- Erwin should have vowed to never speak with him as the albino rudely slammed the crate's lid aloft him some time ago. ❝Don't remind me,❞ he spat, ❝you were the one who put me there in the first place, how could you forget?❞ The lone chuckle echoed throughout the stillness, an eerie vibe developing upon realizing that the pair were the only ones currently residing in the area. 

❝I find it quite difficult to calm down after stumbling upon the one who shoved me into a crate. Regardless I will take your word and attempt to cool myself down, other than that I highly advise you not to anger me again which would conclude with another dreadful headache.❞