We're Open! Time for Introductions!

[springcleaning]

[When Levi comes to, he's in a large room, like a ball room up in the Interior that they host galas in. He doesn't feel injured or tired, why did he pass out? Lifting himself to his feet he finds... that the doors are locked.]

This is fucking bullshit. Whoever did this is gonna be in a world of pain.

[He can't pick the locks and no matter how hard he tries they can't be kicked down. Looks like he's stuck.... As well as everyone else that shows up.]

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[my_martyrdom]

* Worried eyes continue to dart around, hoping to find at least some bit of explanation for what was going on. So far, nothing.

She lets out a small squeak when she hears her name and peeks waaaay up at him. *

Bertholdt! You're here, too?

Were we rounded up as we slept? * Shuffling shyly, she comes out from under the table and stands up. She pats herself down and makes sure there's nothing out of the ordinary then looks him over. *

You're not hurt, are you?

[toobig]

Not... sure what's going on, to be honest. Bunch of people are here. Reiner and... some officers...

[He shrugs, looking away while she neatens herself up. It seems she woke up under the snack table, so he'll reach over her head for a bit of cheese to nibble on.]

I think I'm okay. You're... dryer than I thought you'd be.

[my_martyrdom]

Ah... I was hoping Ymir would be here.

* She's pretty used to people reaching over her head for things. Sometimes even stepping on her since she's often out of their field of view.

Her eyes cast down and her shoulders slump, drawing the memory of what happened before she blanked out and woke up back within what seems to be the walls. Was that all some horrible dream before? *

Eh? * Peeks down at herself and pats her clothes. Not a tear nor a scratch. * I honestly thought it was all just a dream. . .

[toobig]

I don't... think it was.

[Just gonna eat some of this food while they talk. It's not rude, right?]

I didn't... see her. She's not in the room anywhere...

[my_martyrdom]

I was afraid of that. * Knits her brow in worry and looks around again, as if the umpteenth time will suddenly bring Ymir to where they were. *

She has to be on the outside trying to figure a way to get to us. She's not the kind to just idly sit around.

[toobig]

Nah... that'd be me, probably.

[He's honest about it.]

She'll come after you, at least. She almost... popped my head off trying to get back to you, earlier.

[my_martyrdom]

* Blinking at that, she glances up at him curiously. *

She tried to do what? Y-You weren't hurting here, were you?

[toobig]

She didn't have her gear... So I was carrying her on my back.... And she strangled me a little.

[He rubs his neck awkwardly.]

[my_martyrdom]

Ah, I see.

She um, does have quiet a grip sometimes, doesn't she? Sometimes she rolls over in her sleep ad grabs me and I nearly suffocate.

[toobig]

Reiner does that too.

[my_martyrdom]

* Despite their differences and the way their lives are going at the moment, she tries to offer a sympathetic smile *

I guess that's something we have in common.

[toobig]

Maybe... We just got put in the same bunk with the wrong person.

[Or the right person. He eats another bite of cheese thoughtfully.]

You're... The shortest and I'm the tallest and we still managed to know natural idiots...

[my_martyrdom]

I am rather envious of your height. I've sort of, always been out of the field of view of some so I get bumped in to a lot.

* Holds up her hand. * How bigger are yours compared to mine, I wonder?

OH NO ITS CUTE!!!!!!!!!!

[toobig]

Oh... it's not that great. I always... trip over small things. And... my arms and legs are too long.

[It's not a pity party, Bertholdt. He blinks at her question, but complies without question, pressing his hand to hers to compare.]

[His hands are... predictably huge. And sweaty.]

THE TALLEST AND SHORTEST ARE SO CUUTE AHH adsjfd

[my_martyrdom]

Well, you're taller! M-Maybe that's why they're long because the rest of you is too? * Trying oh so hard to lighten the mood the best she can despite the recent findings, circumstances and various other variables.

When he touches her hand, she laughs quietly at herself and presses her palm to his. Sweaty but nothing too bad. *

Oh my, such a dramatic difference haha.

oh no............!!!!!!!!!

[toobig]

You're... the tiniest person ever.

[He can curl most of his fingers around hers, even with his palm outstretched against hers. It's... pretty eye opening. Like ants...]

[my_martyrdom]

I'm not that tiny am I? * Puffs her cheeks in a small pout but carefully laces her fingers with his to see the size difference if they were ever to hold hands. *

Wow you can completely cover my hand with yours.

no that icon is too much im hit im hit

[toobig]

[He squeezes her hand a little, almost looking fascinated. So tiny! But then he realizes their holding hands and blushes quite brightly, sweat rolling down his face.]

The tiniest...

Bunny pajamas she wears to bed! augh, that icon too. He's a big ol' moe

[my_martyrdom]

* Uh oh, she triggered his sweat to go.

Huffing with her cheeks puffing again, she squeezes his hand in return. *

Only in our class! I'm sure there's someone smaller than me somewhere... Y-You know that's not a small child.

Were you always this tall?

the moe train is here

[toobig]

I hope not... they'd be hard to see...

[He's too beta to let go himself, even with Christa, so he'll just... sweat while she keeps hold of his hand.]

No... I mean... not when I was a kid... Reiner was taller than me... until we were in Training Corps about.

[my_martyrdom]

I guess his growth just happened sideways. He's rather broad isn't it? But that's just what makes Reiner, Reiner.

I sure hope I get a growth spur soon...But, at least I don't have to use much gas on my 3D Gear.

* Feeling bad she's making him sweat, she releases his hand justly, but keeps her palm to his with his fingers looming longer than hers. *

((OOC: aahhh their height difference. https://twitter.com/allthewartrauma/status/361270227062902784/photo/1

r-right... she's like.... to the bottom of his ribcage....

[toobig]

Yeah... He's like a wall.

[It's still really incredible. Christa seems... really fragile to him. Not that most things don't seem fragile to him for... reasons. But she's extra small compared to the humans he's usually around. Yeah, he sees kids but he doesn't know any. That would be too much.]

Some people get theirs... really late, I guess.

yeesss ahh. It's so cute. She's just surrounded by so many tall folks.

[my_martyrdom]

* Despite still not knowing what was really going on, she tries to keep the mood light so they both won't fall in to depression of their current situation both here and where they came from.

Looking to her side, she scoots a chair over and climbs on top of it. Sadly, she was still shorter than him, only reaching about his shoulder. *

I guess we'll see when the time comes. But see, now I can almost be on level with you!

this thread had the potential to be really angsty im glad this is happening instead

[toobig]

[She... she got on a chair... To be as tall as him.]

[He can't really feel any "marry me" feels, but this is about as close as he's going to get, just staring at her and blushing a little.]

[Then, he takes her up under her arms carefully, and sits her on his shoulder.]

There... Now you can see... if Ymir shows up.

I am, too! So much cuteness.

[my_martyrdom]

* When he reaches she tenses up, unsure of what will happen until he easily lifts her to sit on his shoulder. She wobbles at first but carefully places her hands on his head to help steady herself since it was vastly different than balancing with 3D Gear.

Laughing quietly, she raises one hand then another in the air. *

I'm taller than everyone now!