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I sat sipping my rum and Coke at a small, round table cloaked in a gauzy purple table cloth, an ornate metal box in the center of it with candle light flickering through holes shaped like stars and crescent moons. I was at a bar called Northern Downpour, a lively, artsy place on Clark packed with Chicago’s college crowd off the Belmont red line stop. The walls were made of dark, rough brick and covered with contemporary works by students at Columbia University and the Art Institute, illuminated from above by dim gas lamps. The whole place smelled of frankincense and patchouli punctuated by vague whiffs of weed and kerosene.
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WARNING: I DON'T KNOW IF THIS HAPPENS IN THE MANGA, I'M JUST WRITING WHAT I THINK WILL HAPPEN AND WHATEVER FOR THE PLOT! ALSO CUSSING WARNING!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_3n-sfOt3fg (play this)
~*~Third person's POV~*~
It has been two months since the capture of Annie Leonhart, a titan shifter who was trapped in her crystal prison. Course only humanity cared about trying to defeat the titans and were trying to get the woman from her hard shell. Only one person cared about her well being and knew from the start what she really was, and his name you ask? He is (m/name) (l/n), a young soldier who was ranked number one and stood besides Mikasa during that ceremony. He was quite the charmer as well, with bright (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair that shined that went along with his (s/c) skin and his personality. He was always assigned to guard Annie's cell every night during the pass months. His personality changed to almost being emotionless, without that one person next to him he felt empty.