#grumpyheichou

Today would be a nice day, although Mikasa was quite certain it wouldn't be. First of all, it was early. After a night of chores, she wanted to sleep in. Secondly, because she would spend the day with shorty. Last evening, while she was enjoying dinner with Eren, Armin and several others, an unknown soldier informed her that the corporal wanted to see her the next day at five in the morning.

She hadn't been looking forward to this at all, since she still harboured some kind of hatred towards him. He had shown himself merciless in the courthouse, yet he saved Eren from the female titan. As he had saved Eren from the female titan, Mikasa knew it was his job to do so. She was unsure what his intentions were, therefore, she decided not to trust him.

She was latish, and quickly put her last boot on before striding as fast as she could to reach her destination timely. Shorty wasn't a sweetheart at all, and she felt like she could be scolded big time if she was too late, which wasn't the case; yet. The corporal was a nitpicker about cleaning, and it wouldn't surprise her if he'd nitpick about that as well.

Upon arriving on the grounds, she slowed her pace, and walked calmly towards the corporal who had already arrived.

[These people are awesome and you should follow all of them]

They were all hyper-aware of his Titan-shifting, even more so now, he felt. He wasn't sure why everyone was on such high guard. It wasn't like he killed anyone, anyways. What had he done to deserve the treatment of a five year old? He scowled, sitting at the table in the dining room and just contemplating ways that he could be taken more seriously. He could hear voices and footsteps around him, but socializing was not something he was currently willing to do.

Especially if that socializing involved Levi. Of course, he would treat his superior with the utmost respect, but if he could avoid any sort of conversation or interactions with him, he would certainly do so. He heard a chair pull against the floor across from him and looking up, scowling.

Sir,

Last night was rough, and I appreciate what you did for me. I wasn’t in a right state even before the drinking and that just made it worse. So if I said and/or did anything, I apologize profusely and I'll clean the toilets to make it up to you.

You’re the best C.O. I’ve had the honor of serving under

It was odd to see himself but when he is cleaning, he does enjoy some extra help that know exactly what he is doing instead of that stupid Jeager's half a*s job. 

"This is an opportunity, Mikasa," The young woman recited to herself as she pulled into the Rose County Police Department parking lot, echoing the words of her superior, Erwin Smith.Truthfully, she was grateful to be assigned this case, convinced that it would do nothing for her career as a defense attorney but make it better. It was only moments between her seeing on the news that the most well known thug on these city streets who only went by the name of Levi had been captured, and the phone call informing her of the decision to put her on the case. Even her 'prodigious' mind for law didn't make up for the fact that she had only graduated a few months ago, but Erwin promised that Levi's infamy would be a fortune.

No one would expect him to get off easy from the start, making it seem impossible to defend his case. All she had to do was give it her best, and the publicity would cover the rest. A win-win for her, because it was a lose-lose for him. Or, so she was told. There was still the fact that she was working with a cold-blooded criminal ripped straight from the streets, being paid by the government to sit in a room and chat with him all nice-and-business-like. Actually having to deal with the news stations seemed like a pain too, but she would do what she had to for a career boost this early in the game.

The young woman gathered her files-- newspaper clippings, research, suspected murder cases, whatever she managed to research on this guy in the last week or so-- and her nerve before locking her car and entering the building. The lobby smelt of coffee and paper, almost like the office of Smith & Zoe's firm, only this one had an underground holding cell for the rare, high-profile criminal. I should have packed a taser-gun...or a knife or something....Her mind wandered absently as the receptionist checked everything out, waved her in. They disarm them beforehand, right? The pitying smiles the officers offered her while enjoying their donuts in the hall didn't help at all.

If it were any other night, Hange would hear the rather vociferous presence of Squad Levi in the mess hall--but not after this expedition. It’s quite unsettling to pass by at this time and hear nothing aside from the shift of a chair and the sound of a lone ceramic mug being set out on the table. After catching a brief glimpse from the hallway as she passed by, the squad leader dismissed herself from the task at hand to show up once again, this time holding a kettle in one hand and an empty mug in another.

   "What rumor though and why me--"