tactitan

     After some snooping around, Mikasa had finally found out Armin's apartment number and decided to ask him for help regarding the baby-for-a-week situation. He was a lot better at taking care of people than she was, even if these babies weren't people strictly speaking. Somehow she'd managed to lull her miniature self into a nap before leaving for Armin's place. The robot felt heavy in her arms as she shifted to one side, knocking on his door. 

❝Armin? Are you in?❞ I need your help... again.

"Heh, if you were juu~uust a lil' less masculine, I woulda been mistakin' ya for some chick, y'kno--...w?"

You know that feeling you get. The one where you don't recognize someone at first, and you start talking to them, but the moment you open your mouth you remember who they are and then it all hits you and you want to punch them in the face? Yeah.

Welcome to Hope’s Peak, Armin!

You will be roomed in apartment #100 with your new roommates Izaya Orihara and Belphegor. Don’t think about escaping the city because you never will, upupu!

        "I never would've thought that trying to find the library would be as hard as this." It's been at least an hour since he left the hotel to find the library. He had no map of where he was going and he knew not where anything was, but he figured that he'd find out just by scoping out the place. It's easier said than done as you can see and as usual...the exorcist finds himself lost, wandering around the island. Maybe he should've stopped and asked someone for directions, but he couldn't risk being a bother to others around him. It's better to suffer by yourself than to drag others down with you after all. 

        He's losing his patience now as he continues walking. It's troublesome to bother someone, but at this point he has no choice. So! The next person that passes by, he gently taps them on the shoulder, trying to gain their attention before he asks his question. "Yes, erm.."