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Levi Ackerman (reluctantxhero) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2015-02-28 14:44:00

Entry tags:

johanna mason, levi ackerman

Who: Levi and OPEN TO ANYONE PLEASE
Where: Arrival location, graveyard
When: February 28, when Levi just arrives
What: Levi is here, and slightly confused and maybe a hint paranoid
Status: Incomplete for someone to tag in if they'd like!
Warnings: Probably mentions of death, war and uncertainty

One moment, he had just survived a firefight. Bullets flying (literally) through the air to strike him down. The mountain girl (what was her name again? Sasha, that was it) had been tending to his bruises and wounds. They weren't much, but considering he'd been moving at a fast speed away from bullets, it was miraculous that he hadn't been hit worse than he was. Dressed still in his military gear, Levi found himself standing now in the middle of what appeared to be (shockingly) an abandoned graveyard. Or at least, a very old one. He would have looked out of place, out of sorts, to anyone walking by.

The Captain of the Special Ops squad stood looking dumbly around, wondering just what in the hell had happened. He wore his white pants and knee high black boots. The half-cropped tan jacket covered a loose-fitting shirt and the 3D Manuever Gear that they all wore practically on a daily basis. His green cape, with the Wings of Freedom emblem blazen on its back, was attached to his back and flew lightly behind him with the gentle breeze in the area. At his side were the old-fashioned gas tanks that were designed specifically to hold the blades. These blades, cut diagonally in some areas, were meant to slice cleanly through thick flesh. They were meant to bring down fifty meter tall Titans.

At least he still had his weapons. The guns, which Erwin had somehow managed to find, were tucked still neatly into his uniform, but they weren't something normally carried by their regiment, or by any regiment, really. Guns didn't work against his usual enemies. Walking out of the graveyard slowly, aiming closer for the street that he could see even from here, Levi started on his journey forward, trying to make sense of what in the hell had just happened. Where was he, even? There were no walls. From what he could see, no Titans or signs of them. But that didn't always mean that they were safe from Titans, either. They could appear at any moment, and he had to be ready for them.

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woodensoldier
2015-02-28 10:55 pm UTC (link)

So maybe Johanna was just a little impatient; speaking to Sarah on the comms had her more pumped than she'd been since landing in Lawrence those three-or-so months ago (had it really been that little? The first weeks were blurry, lost to the alternating hazes of pain and morphine, but the ones after that dragged, leaden), and she'd been itching to give the Seal some long-overdue payback. For Finn, for Peeta, for what losing them had done to her and Katniss. And until now there hadn't been any direction for that save stewing and sulking and drinking herself into a comfy vodka-and-icecream fueled oblivion for a few hours before the nightmares inevitably woke up. But now there was a plan. Not a great plan, granted - that wacky bloke in his magic blue box hadn't been able to find the Seal, and he had Science on his side. But a Plan, and one she could channel all her rage and frustration into.

And so while it wasn't quite midnight yet, she'd figured it couldn't hurt to case the joint first, pick out a few really juicy targets to try and hit the Seal where it hurt. Her axe stashed in a backpack (the handle protruding just a little, but it was the best she could do at short notice), a leather jacket slung around her shoulders, she did her best to look nonchalant rather than furtive as she headed back towards the cemetery.

Which was when she noticed the guy in the cape. His outfit wouldn't have looked out of place on a Victor, which - she'd learned - meant it was probably not 'normal' here. But there was always the chance there was an innocent explanation, that this wasn't another displaced. And even if it was, she had work to do. Important work. But still. She remembered arriving here; if she hadn't had Finn with her...

"Hey." Johanna waved. "Hey! You lost, buddy? 'Cos Mardi Gras was last week."

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reluctantxhero
2015-03-01 12:16 am UTC (link)

The sound of a human voice was both refreshing and terrifying all at the same time. Levi didn't know what to make of it. It could be from anyone, anywhere, based on what he was seeing. He was nowhere near their city, nowhere near civilization, and Levi was on edge. Ready to swing his blades in defense at any moment, he spun gracefully when he saw the girl not that far from him. One thing he had learned in his life thus far was to never underestimate people based on their appearance. She might be a girl and she might be young, but so had been Petra. And that one girl...Mikasa. Both could hold their own more so than many veteran soldiers.

"I am not your 'buddy'," remarked Levi dryly. "And you have two seconds to start explaining to me where the hell I am. And one of those seconds should not be to tell me that I'm in a graveyard. I'm far too familiar with what that looks like." Well. This one looked a bit different from what he was used to. But, it had the same qualifications. He wasn't about to admit everything about how out of place he felt.

He didn't know what this Mardi Gras was that she had mentioned, however. That word was completely unfamiliar to Levi. He guessed that she would tell him eventually what she'd meant, that, or he could get the information out of her no problem. It wouldn't be hard, considering what he knew and what he'd done in the past.

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woodensoldier
2015-03-01 01:08 am UTC (link)

"Well, fuck." Johanna grinned - a thin, sharp grin that betrayed a little more than she wanted of how tense she'd gone herself, the part of her that had killed its way to victory in the arenas of Panem rapidly chastising her for trying to play at welcome wagon, her hand hovering near her backpack (ready to grab her axe, calculating quite how quickly she'd have to). "That's my opener ruined..."

She'd asked for excitement, hadn't she? Some of the old 'thrill'. Careful what you wish for, a voice that sounded uncomfortably like Finnick laughed. Boys with itchy trigger fingers and hairtrigger fuses were trouble, and she'd gotten lax since she'd been here. Maybe she wouldn't be fast enough.

"Easy, tiger. You're in Lawrence. Kansas. Some planet called 'Earth'. Any of that mean anything to you?"

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reluctantxhero
2015-03-01 01:41 am UTC (link)

He was right. She was a fighter, maybe a soldier in the past. He could recognize the signs without much effort. It was in her expression, the way her eyes seemed to sing that she'd been in a fight before. "Earth sounds familiar," Levi remarked dryly, trying not to treat her like she was insane. Insane he could handle, as many would consider Hange insane. To Levi? She was alive, just as crazy as the rest of them.

"The other place does not. Now, answer me this. Have you ever heard of a Titan?" That would tell him just how on guard he needed to be. Should he get his blades out? What about the gun hidden beneath his jacket? He briefly wondered how many bullets he had. His eyes were looking behind her already, marking the taller buildings, knowing that if he had to, he had an escape route using his gear. He wanted to use it reservedly, however, as his gas was limited to what he had. The last thing he wanted was to be stuck on the ground if he needed to suddenly escape.

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woodensoldier
2015-03-01 01:48 am UTC (link)

"Can't say I have, no."

She could see him glancing beyond her. Good, that meant he was planning on fleeing, not making a stand. She could work with fleeing. That meant he'd be someone else's problem, and she wouldn't be face-down in the dirt in this sodding graveyard. Not that she relaxed at all, her gaze still focused on him, trying to figure out what he was packing.

"Okay, so. This is going to sound crazy, but hear me out. There's a thing here called a Seal that's reaching out to other worlds and pulling people through..."

She paused, letting that sink in.

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reluctantxhero
2015-03-01 02:05 am UTC (link)

No Titans? That was good. Levi let himself appear relaxed, at least on the outside. He studied his surroundings a bit more, watching her carefully. He knew she was watching him, as well. Definitely some type of a fighter or soldier somewhere. Was she military?

"Doesn't matter how I got here. Can we get back? We were in the middle of a war," Levi stated softly, admitting that much to her. She should surely be able to tell, based on his clothing. Or did nothing from his world exist here? Was he in a place where no one had ever heard of the military at all?

Her answers were useful, certainly. He had his escape route planned, should he need it. But that would be a last resort. Gas was a precious commodity right now for Levi, especially as he didn't know if this world even had it.

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woodensoldier
2015-03-01 02:08 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, no. Sorry sport."

Johanna leaned back against the wall, ostensibly relaxing (she'd missed the dance, she realised, missed matching wits with someone who knew how to fight).

"Seal doesn't care what you were in the middle off. There's not a one of us doesn't have somewhere better to be right now, but here we are, until it decides to let us go. Plus side, word is you get dropped off exactly where you were, so you're not missing anything."

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reluctantxhero
2015-03-01 03:51 pm UTC (link)

Who would have the power to do something like this? Seal? This information was all brand new to Levi. Obviously. He didn't really know what this Seal thing was. It was...interesting, certainly. And how did he know which side she was on?

"I have no reason to believe you, but for now, I also have no reason to not believe you." He gave her a look, a pointed look where he stared at her trying to understand who she was. "And do we know why we are the ones brought here?" This was an important question. Being a member of the regiment, and a renegade Captain as well, Levi knew he was under the scrutiny of the government. Had they brought him here to watch his actions and how he'd respond?

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woodensoldier
2015-03-01 08:07 pm UTC (link)

Jo shook her head.

"Your guess is as good as mine. There doesn't seem to be any rhyme nor reason to what the Seal does, save that it's a massive jackass. The natives reckon it's tied to some sort of Apocalypse-deal but I don't know about that."

She gestured beyond them, into the city itself.

"There's a couple of options for the Displaced - that's what the natives call folk the Seal drops off; complex called Sanctuary's probably your best bet. You want me to point you in the right direction?"

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reluctantxhero
2015-03-02 01:06 am UTC (link)

"Displaced. I suppose they always need a name for someone." He looked back over at Johanna, not even knowing her name, but he didn't even care about who she was. At least, he had no reason to care about who she was yet. She was just a girl who he had run into.

"And lead the way, then." He motioned forward, wanting to ask for a moment if his suspicions of her were right. "Are you some type of soldier?" Yes, that was Levi: blunt and to the point when it counted. No beating around the bush or trying to place nice. In his world, in his position, there wasn't room to be nice.

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woodensoldier
2015-03-02 10:32 pm UTC (link)

With a mocking salute Johanna pulled away from the wall; burying her hands in her pockets, and beginning the journey back towards Sanctuary, she tried her best to walk 'casually', though she kept one eye on the newcomer, careful never to fully turn her back.

She couldn't help but laugh when he asked the question.

"... a soldier? I guess, kinda. Back home we have... there are these Games. They get kids, two from each district, to fight each other. It's fucked up. I'm what they call a 'Victor'. You can probably fill in the blanks." Johanna shrugged. "What's your story?"

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reluctantxhero
2015-03-03 02:44 am UTC (link)

Levi had this part down to an art. If she turned on him, did anything, he would strike and his aim would be perfect. Levi had no issue killing, but he didn't like doing it to humans. He was more accustomed to killing other things. Things that hurt humans.

His attention shifted to Johanna as she answered his question, and with a laugh. His eyes narrowed briefly. "I see. Yes, so you killed to survive. I understand. I'm a soldier myself, but I didn't kill humans. I fought monsters who sought to invade my world and destroy everyone in front of us." Levi clenched a fist, then gave the girl a look. "It's why I had hoped that we could return home."

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