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                                   BIG BOSS WANTS YOU.

      “A pleasant Veteran’s Day to all of you.       It’s always important to commemorate those in service at present, and those select few who hold to their responsibilities as soldiers even in this mess of a city deserve honors beyond what any government could provide.       But it’s not very often that these honorable soldiers even see the light of day – real heroes don’t get recognized. In fact, many would agree that their government saw them as pawns, tools to extend political power through non-civil means. Someone in a suit and the right connections can put boots on the ground, turn a quiet town into a warzone, wreak havoc – all on a whim.       We are here to prevent that. To act as a deterrent for those with no recourse.”

            – recruitment letter signed by the MSF Staff

   An army without a nation, Militaires Sans Frontières’ purpose is to act as a haven for soldiers, free from being pawns of the government. It is a militia of soldiers with their countries put behind them, a group that gives every member that’s enlisted the opportunity to be more than just a statistic.    For that purpose, it specializes in retaining aspects of a special operations group while maintaining the power of a full standing army. Whether it be direct combat or solo infiltration, research and development or battlefield support, medical services or even working in the mess hall, there is a place for anyone.

                                 Welcome to Outer Heaven.

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                                                                  –he was gone–

–before appearing right in front her, a shock of red hair and shallow breaths not more than a foot away. Her mouth formed into a small, surprised oh on instinct and Dahlia–

                            –laughed.

“Well~! You got the better of me.”

“I wasn’t expecting this.”

A tiny thrill of glee ran through her frame, and she peered at him in rapt attention, eyes sparkling. How strange–how wonderfully odd he was, with his persistent silence and fantastical, eerie appearance. Like a shadowy fae from some twisted fairy tale.

Did he come for a closer look?

“Oh, but don’t move.”

Two could play at that game. Dahlia leaned forward, heels leaving the ground behind, intent on something near his shoulder.

“Let me just get that–” A hand reached forward, and made a grabbing motion by his ear. “–there!” 

She withdrew with a fist and opened her palm to reveal…a bright yellow buttercup. Hiding it in advance was easy enough with sleight-of-hand, though most people preferred using coins for this little trick. Dahlia just happened to pass by some gardens on her way here.

“Flowers are a rare sight in the city,” she said. Just like you. Her fingers playfully twirled the stem before holding it up for him to see.

“Here.” 

     That was partly why Tretij had chosen to don his mask to begin with, using it as a form of protection, futile as it may have been. Naturally, that precaution still applied.. and while it was foreign to remain so long without his powers, the boy had already begun to feel an inkling of relief at his newfound independence.

     Then again, one could never tell how long that would last for.

     As the lady leaned forward, Tretij did as she’d told him to, remaining patiently still as his concealed gaze focused on her. Yet he nearly moved back in alarm as Dahlia reached for his ear, unsure of her intentions -- before her trick became clear. He stared. That.. was hardly what he’d anticipated.

     Not moving a single muscle, he let a moment pass while processing what had just transpired. Adults could not be trusted, no; that was a fact that had been ingrained into his system for quite some time. Was she trying to trick him? It would have been far easier to pry into her mind, but now that was simply out of the question.

     Slowly, tentatively, the redhead reached forward. With both sleeves extended forth, he accepted the flower. It was bright, particularly so against the dull color of his straightjacket. A buttercup flower, small and fragile. He could not recall the last time he’d seen one. Slowly, Tretij moved to gaze at her once more, thoughts churning in solitude.. before he moved to give the flower back.

     A slow, rather drawn out gander at the other was taken. It wasn’t the norm to see boys with masks across their faces — unless, of course, you travelled to NEVERLAND. That was precisely why the stranger had caught Pan’s immediate interest.

Boss has heard stories and rumors. There are a huge amount of strange things to consider within this place, he even has found himself confused over some anecdotes he heard, even questioning the veracity of them. However, it is within his interest to check it out. 

Sector oo2′s fog is not even natural, it’s just a bunch of smog mixed with several toxic minerals. He’s wearing a gas mask to avoid any inconveniences (needs to thank Eren for that, from the last ravage), but the visibility is still horrible. As he walks, he has found several sources of nuclear waste and many other dreadful things... Although he could use some of them, he lacks the equipment to extract any valuable material. 

Despite being alone, the sound of metal cracking and the echoes of people’s footsteps can be heard miles away. Plus the constant noises of machinery doesn’t make things easier, either. But even in this situation, he can’t truly say he’s alone. There’s a bad feeling crawling up his spine, that’s why his steps are carefully planned, his gun being held down with both of his hands. 

—His gut feeling was correct, as soon as he’s able to spot a black silhouette wandering (levitating) near him, his senses and inhibitions raised. He points his gun at the nothingness, trying to find what he just saw. 

     Now.. he could always think and act for himself.

     He watched the man from the shadows, silent -- before teleporting to abruptly stand before him. Tretij’s bare feet rested upon the ground, as he was no longer able to levitate. It didn’t bother him.. not as much as it should have, at least. He stood dangerously close to Big Boss, as though challenging him to do something.

     It seemed.. strange -- having full control over his actions, particularly during such a confrontational moment.

“So this is how you’ve been hiding from me?”

“We are born into this world the same way we will leave it: alone.”

“I’m not sure what’ll give me more pleasure: the money, or seeing his face.”

“The stuff he’s talking about? It is exactly what you need.”

“Say one more word and I’ll colonize your face with my fist.”

“I can’t tell you how bad I feel even being here, because I know I shouldn’t even be asking you this, but I have no one else to turn to.”

“You’re scared. You needn’t be.”

“I don’t owe you for what you did, but you should know: I won’t ever forget it.”

“You have no idea what’s going on, right? So you just kind of have to let go and go with it.”

“You just look them right in the eye, and you lie.”

“This is like some crazy witch burning shit.”

“You cannot kill a man like that. If you want to do it right, you aim here, for the jugular.”

“You came back. I knew you would.” 

“If I wasn’t such a bad person, I would let you get on with your life.” 

“It’s not something you make happen; it’s something you let happen.” 

“I just spent the last two hours getting my ass reamed by the feds.” 

“There are few things that are unpleasant to me than to hear you whine.”

“Impossibility is a kiss away from reality.” 

“I’m not calling you or anyone else.” 

“Sometimes, violence is necessary. Violence changes things.” 

“You are safer there than where you were.” 

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t think I’d ever have to revisit this part of my life. I’m sorry.”

“If you guys are starting some crime fighting super team Charlie’s Angels shit, you count me in.”

“Legality is a bit of a moving target.”  

“I know I’m the bad guy.” 

“Fuck her in good health.” 

“I would never go straight.” 

“I’m sensing a bit of a negative vibe here.” 

“If you didn’t hear voices at least once, you were doing something wrong.” 

“Just promise me no matter what you have to do, you will not let that happen to me.” 

“Gods don’t give a shit about us. I speak from experience.”  

“Only thing I want to ruin is that smart mouth.” 

“Love ain’t nothing but a black hole.” 

“If life has taught me anything, it’s that I can take a punch.” 

“Not fair? This is the real fucking world. Nothing’s fucking fair.” 

“The idea of praying to a god to somehow influence my own fate is both primitive and terribly sad.”

“I don’t know what you should do. All I know is what I have to do.” 

“I was living in two separate worlds. And then somehow they crashed into one another. Now everything is dead.”

“I was afraid that if I came here I would want to die – or worse, that I wouldn’t want to.”

“I want to believe that the past is done with us the moment we are done with it.”

“What makes us ‘us’ is far less important than what makes them ‘them’.”

“Lying is easy. It’s what I do.“ 

“I know what you did. You will pay. I swear it!”

“I’m an all access kind of girl.”

“This is a bad place. You should not be here.”

“Some things in our lives are inevitable.”

“Crying won’t help him.”

“I don’t know how to use my fists, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fight.”

“What kind of man betrays his own fucking family?”

“When I give instructions, I expect them to be followed.”

“You didn’t expect this, did you? Have you made a mistake?”

“Are you real?”

“ are you okay? ”

“ you don’t look so good ”

“ sit down, you look faint ”

“ have you eaten today? ”

“ please, just rest for a minute please ”

“ i’m worried about you ”

“ what the hell happened? ”

“ did someone do this to you? ”

“ what’s wrong? ”

“ how long has this been going on? ”

“ why didn’t you tell me? ”

“ i can’t not care about you ”

After a little while, he decided the best action was to ignore the uneasy feeling. Hive City was full of weirdos and creeps and while Nagisa knew how to be careful as he walked along the streets, that couldn’t stop them from peering or lurking around. No matter, he was almost home anyway. Unfortunately, the inkling feeling became even more intense the more he tried to ignore it.

One more time, I’ll check one more time–

“AHA!”

In a swift movement, the boy spun around and pointed, expecting his sudden action to result in nothing again, except–

He wasn’t exactly prepared for the being before him. In fact, it startled him rather speechless. Nagisa had seen his fair share of odd people in the city but no one like this before. He couldn’t tell if they were a child or not but they were at least close to the same size as him. Maybe they were lost? But what was with the getup?

He took a small step back, a little unsure if catching his culprit was a good idea or not. However, after a few seconds of not being attacked, he mustered up the courage to break the silence.

     As the blond whirled around to face him, one finger stabbing out to point accusingly, Tretij Rebenok froze in place, startled not only by the other’s choice of confrontation, but also at his own inability to respond appropriately. He held the teen’s gaze, remaining equally wary. Nagisa didn’t know what to think, that much could easily be read off his face without requiring any psychic powers. Tretij didn’t dare say a word, only relaxing slightly as he was questioned.

     He offered no response -- nothing more than the hiss of his breath through his gas mask. Yet a split second later, Tretij teleported from his spot a few feet away to directly before Nagisa, appearing to have remained still the entire time. Lifting one hand, still concealed by its sleeve, he simply nudged the blond’s forehead. The gesture itself was gentle -- nothing more than a light touch.

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