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Luna watched the boy make the cut and began the surgery. He explained just how lucky Blaize was. It was horrible to say at the least, but true as any fact. The horrors that the titans were brought that and more to the table. "Sounds terrible". Luna replied softly as she picked up the needles and moved to the side opposite of Vinice. "How can I help?" she asked, not wanting to mess him up by doing something he was all ready working on.

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Xzavier stopped, and peered at the young girl speaking about the politics, and corruption within the inner-most walls. "Do ya' think I'm some country bumpkin, and doesn't know how the world works?" Xzavier stepped up to Maemi, and looked down at her; then towards Trisha before leaning down slightly. "I know full well of the stink of corruption wafting from behind those walls, but not all the military doctors have been corrupted, I have A friend that can take him in if the need arises." "The world isn't so black and white." Xzavier stood upright, and took another drag of his cig, as he walked over to one of the damaged carts. "An' since ya' asked, let's get this cart fixed so we can transport the wounded."

Xzavier pushed the cart upright, and began to inspect it carefully. "Name's Xzavier, nice to meet you Maemi Y-yaeger...." He suddenly stopped his inspection, and turned towards the young girl salvaging nails. "That name there is pretty well known." He took another drag of his cigarette, before tossing it. "Someone from such A prestigious family such as the Yaegers should have been in the military police, not really should be out here, you must have one helluva reason."

Xzavier scanned the parts laid out in front of him, and picked up an axel, and placed it in its correct spot, and then took A nail; placing A few in his mouth to keep his hands frees, and to have A supply of them while he worked. "Well, to be honest I did happen to place number 3 in my class when I was a cadet, but the Survey Corps seemed to be more of A chance to make A difference." As he spoke he was completely into his work; placing A wheel unto the pegs, and then hammering the nails securely in place. "Out of all ten, I was the only one to join in the end, but I don't regret it all."

He who dares...

There was a crunching sound of branches snapping coming from the darkness of the forest around them before someone stepped into the light. Jason was leaning against the side of one of the massive tree trunks, blood seeping from his head and covering his jacket. Some of the blood was his and some of it wasn't. He looked totally out of it, though he seemed to recognize the group that was gathered there. It looked like Blaize had had the worst of it, in fact he didn't seem to be moving. Jason was sure he was dead before he realized Vince was cutting him open. Ironically that was a good sign; it meant they were trying to save his life. You didn't cut corpses open unless you were doing an autopsy and there wasn't much call for that. Trisha looked better off but not by too much; there was blood on the corners of her mouth and Jason doubted it was because she had bitten anyone.

"Did I hit my head really hard, or were we just attacked by big, furry...monkeys...?" He asked weakly as he finally stood up straight. One of his swords was still drawn and covered in blood. He looked like he'd given as good as he'd gotten at least. He looked over to see Xzavier and Maemi working on fixing one of the wrecked carts. Speaking of that...he looked around again. There was a lot of wreckage. People were missing, horses were missing, carts were shattered. Even a bunch of monkeys couldn't do that much damage. "Was there a titan?" He asked as he finally managed to straighten up. Luna looked like she'd been having her hands full and it probably wasn't over yet. "I'm okay," he added as he finally managed to walk over. His eyes were extremely dilated and he looked like he was still having trouble thinking straight but up close his physical wounds didn't seem quite as serious. He looked around and realized that he hadn't seen Yumi anywhere. "Where's Yumi?" He asked. "Did she go looking for survivors or something...?" He didn't even want to voice the other possibility.

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"Will I be able to create a world........."

Hearing her name being called Yumi stands up and turns around to see Trisha limping her way informing her that Jason is still alive and that he was asking for her. Her body sighs with relief hearing that news but still, there is another soldier that still needs to be found. The soldier runs up to the brunette and looks at her from head to toe as if inspecting her. "Ummm...You....You really shouldn't be moving around too much," she says softly looking at the ground. "Y-You should be resting and l-let the ones who weren't hurt badly d-do the work.....umm...ah...Let me carry you back..." she says in a soft tone before attempting to pick Trisha up into her arms. Although social skills and smarts are her weak points, strength definitely is not. If at all, strength is her strength. She may not be the strongest person alive or there but it's pretty decent. Krista got the brains while I'm left with the bronze, she would always think and despite the fact that she would like to be more social or smarter she's thankful for what she has. Either way Trisha doesn't seem like she would weigh too much.

"......where she and I would have been together and safe?"

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"Will I be able to create a world........."

"I-I....umm...I don't want to tell you what to do...but...uh...umm..well..sprained ankles may not seem like much c-compared to other injuries but if not given attention it won't be as good as it could be," she explains softly still too shy to look her in the eyes. "I can carry you....it's no problem.....a-and you're not being a burden....especially if I'm offering and insisting."

"......where she and I would have been together and safe?"

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