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 Brown hues hesitantly met Petra’s followed by a small nod by Ilse Langnar. Ilse still found talking about her encounter somewhat unsettling. Why wouldn’t she? She almost had her life taken away then were it not for the guidance of the better part of fate to save her. The writer’s eyes widened at what she was told to do, questioning it with a great amount of disbelief. “What? What do you mean talk to them…?” 

It took a second for her to realize what dear Ilse was really confused about. Who was ‘them’ that Petra really meant? She at first thought it was safe for Ilse to assume it was the Recon Corps. Their commander, the captain, the people in charge… But now, Petra saw that returning to talk to the titan again was a possibility too. An opportunity that was unique to Ilse. Nevermind how dangerous it was.

“What the flippity flip flap?”

“I’d rather eat an entire chicken”

“I’m sure they’ve already broken the law today”

“If I had a rifle and gave you two minutes to run, how far do you think you’d get?”

“Is France in Britain?”

“Why’s it called cheesecake? It doesn’t taste like cheese it tastes like piss”

“We should get paid for dealing with this crap”

“I think I have a bee in my finger”

“Screw this ‘heat rising’ shit it’s freezing up here”

“Of course it’s warm its hot chocolate”

“After three years I still wish to be a tree”

“They insulted me in Arabic, I was more impressed than insulted really”

“My hoodie has cat hairs on it. I don’t even own a cat”

C-ya! My dash is kinda dead

due to this I am willing to follow new people so if you are OC friendly, be so kind

THIS MEME (accepting)

✎ = speaking in a different language 

       Words loudly spoken in the distance manage to catch her attention and distract her from the tedious task of cleaning up the stables. Curiously, the chattering she hears is formed by just one person, and she can’t help but feel her curiosity grow at the thought of someone talking to themselves in the middle of the training field. An interesting view to witness for sure (and to make fun of), but Farlan and their new squad leader are observing, and the less she wants is to get in trouble and have Levi scold her for the rest of the afternoon.

      However, as silence grows and the voice heard from afar is able to be more listeneable, Isabel notices certain peculiarity amongst the vocables: they’re spoken in a different tongue other than the one she’s used to. A foreign language, perhaps?

            Now that is new…

    Like the curious, nosy girl she has always been, the red haired girl leaves her broom aside along an excuse to the man keeping an eye on her, and she leaves the stables to be greeted by the owner of those unknown phrases standing near the training field, speaking with another person who leaves a few seconds after. And she takes the chance to approach the other soldier and, of course, stick her nose into their business.

The younger sibling’s visit was not to be long for visitors were not given the permission to stay in the training field for more than a few minutes, but Ilse was glad that she got the chance to have her sister come over nonetheless. A few moments later, Ilse’s sister departed with a smile and wave, and the older sister relayed the actions in return. 

“what are we, nerds trying to look at boobies?”

“i’m your boss, give me your pants.”

“i love that outfit, you look so sexy in that.”

“i’m fully aware of your allergies.”

“here’s an idea, next time, instead of being late, just shit on my face.”

“you said i was your soulmate.”

“work doesn’t reassure you that liking a finger up your ass doesn’t make you gay.”

“but you’re actually really emotionally damaged.”

“you have really big eyes and it freaks me out sometimes.”

“why do relationships start off so fun, and then turn into suck a bag of dicks?”

“i’m just gonna’ shut myself down emotionally.”

“i’m gonna’ change your life. i’m that girl.”

“i could post a video of me mixing cake batter with my boobs and it would get eight million hits.”

“what are you, a gazelle?”

“don’t be the guy who shit the bed.”

“puppy dog eyes. nice touch.”

“wanna’ get this guy out of my face before i break his fucking skull?”

“you don’t fucking know me man.”

“i took his virginity.”

“does the carpet match the drapes?”

“run gazelle! run!”

“i have this thing at work. it’s called google.”

“if you tell anyone about this i will rip your ears off and staple them to your neck.”

“everyone in this city seems really violent.”

“do you want to get your shit out of my car or what?”

“go and fuck a dick.”

“i’d love to take you out one night and trawl for cock.”

“we can tear this shit up.”

“hey, no skin. more pipe for me.”

“you sure you’re not gay?”

“i’m not fucking asking you out i swear to god.”

“god, you’re such a girl.”

“girl, you are preaching to the congregation.”

“this shit is amazing.”

“i love that sunsets make you cry.”

“i wish my life was a movie sometimes.”

“god, i miss sex.”

“hold me, let’s spend the rest of our lives together.”

“i don’t even know if i find you attractive.”

“i do have a thing for jerks.”

“i liked your eyes. i didn’t think i’d ever seen such big beautiful eyes.”

“and your lips, yeah, i thought you might be a good kisser.”

“you swear you don’t want anything from me other than sex?”

“you have a bible app?”

“no relationship. no emotions. just sex.”

“come on, okay, you’re beautiful. you have nothing to be insecure about.”

“that is way too emotionally supportive and you need to just lock that down.”

“your ass is a little bony.”

“i sneeze sometimes after i come.”

“feet gross me out. daddy issues.”

“what are you trying to do, dig your way to china?”

“nobody wants to fuck obama.”

“what are you my fucking therapist now?”

“every time you curse, you blink. like your body’s rejecting the word.”

“as a sign of rebellion, you got a tattoo.”

“harry potter doesn’t make you gay!”

“my butt is cramping can you grab a pillow?”

“do you feel manly now?”

“are you pooping?”

“all you have at home is drinkable yoghurt.”

“it was like talking to dirt.”

“i’m starving, you got any gin?”

“i’ve turned down more tail than you’ll ever have.”

“me likes cock, so i’m strickily dickily.”

“i’ve been in love, i went down that rabbit hole.”

“one day, you will meet someone and it will literally take your breath away. like no oxygen in yours lungs. like a fish.”

“i told him you were my gay best friend.”

“he smells like a girl.”

“the sneak out. how incredibly cliché of you.”

“no, go fuck yourself.”

“trust me, you don’t suck in bed.”

“forget the douche, he’s a dick. he’s a dickdouche.”

“get your feet off my bed, they’re disgusting.”

“we’re one of these crazy families that don’t lie to eachother, pbs is doing a documentary on us.”

“nobody cares, you sound like an asshole.”

“i just need you to be my friend right now.”

“okay, so i’ll listen to you while you give me a handjob.”

“i’m a magician, not a wizard. you and your gay harry potter.”

“you can’t deny going to hogwarts would be life changing.”

“all that matters is how you look at him.”

“i haven’t seen you this dumb since you got that candy corn tattoo.”

“you wanna’ be happy? find someone you like and never let them go.”

“are you pissed off at me because i didn’t cuddle?”

“i actually thought you were different.”

“with friends like you who needs friends?”

“i have the perfect body for photoshop.”

“my prince charming? you.”

“if you even think there’s a chance she might be it, fix it.”

“if i ever see you again, i’ll crush your earlobes and make soup stock out of them.”

“it’s some prince charming shit though, right?”

“i want my best friend back, because i’m in love with her.”