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An unrecognizable voice broke the trance from the bare outside scenery. The farm girl turned her attention to the young male studying his for a moment. He didn't look much older than her, but appearance could be deceiving. His eye color is an unnatural neon blue, however, those eyes drew her in. Not in a sexual or an arousing manner mostly curiosity. He was also the first trainee that had spoken to her since the training course started. Obviously, her sorrow hadn't gone unnoticed by her companions. The boy's locks were black, but in the right amount of light his hair almost looked like it revealed a blue tent. Interesting choice in hair color, how he got it that way she couldn't tell. His skin was the last feature she noted on because he was extremely pale, although that may change because they would be training in the sun for most of the exercises.

Realizing his comment, Alice lifted her slightly tanned skinned hand to her cheek. The warm tear nestled itself between her blushed cheek and withered fingers. She quickly wiped it away becoming slightly embarrassed. The girl was still cry and she hardly noticed so they boy had to point it out for her. His company was a blessing and she didn't hesitate to answer, "I'm fine." Alice lied, but it was out of good intentions. The teen didn't need to be burdened with her problems especially when they have just met. "Please, sit down." She offered an empty spot on the bench beside her. She figured that leaning against the wall would be unconformable for however long they are going to converse with each other.

Alice wanted to say more to him, but decided that it was his turn to speak before she rambled on even though her voice wasn't very audible. She was surprised she was able to raise her voice so the Sargent could hear her when she addressed him. Hopefully, she could keep it up because by the end of the day her throat was sore from all the yell. The farming life seemed easy compared to the harsh comments, exercises, and ridiculously high volume of voices at the training camp. It was the life she choose and there was no way she was backing out now. Mari had to endure this torment so why shouldn't she. Alice wasn't weak and could do whatever they officers command her to do maybe even better!

Her hands folded neatly in her lap on her white pants. She placed with the straps of leather faceted around her thighs. The military uniform had to be wore at all times, except at night, including all it's accessories. If there was an emergency the trainees would be prepared to jump up into action after they were given 3D Maneuver Gear, of course. Alice waited patiently for the boy to sit down and talk to her.

Alice knew the boy would eventually ask and want a well formulated answer as to why she was crying. How could she put it into simple terms without revealing to much about herself in general? She didn't want to leave him hanging so she let the word a signal word describe the whole ordeal. "Memories..." Her soft voice trailed off the word and maybe the young suitor would catch on. Right now, she was straining herself to repress the current memories she just experienced unless she wanted to cry again. A knot formed in her throat which made it hard for her to sorrow her nerves. The blonde had a difficult time meeting new people and struggled for the right words to say. She slipped her fingered under the belts on her thighs and gripped them tightly to relieve some tension.

The male was a true gentleman because he didn't try to force information out of her like some people did. She gave him a small reassuring smile before changing the subject. "My name is Alice Wiess. May I ask for your name?" This wasn't necessary because at some point she would have to introduce herself in front of everyone when the Sergeant asked for it. She was glad to give the boy the honor of knowing her first, but it wasn't that big of a deal.

She pulled one of her hands out of her belt, leaving a red mark, and held it towards the teen. She wanted to make the formalities official between the two so once they saw each other again they wouldn't be strangers. Hopefully, he would accept or at least say something even if it turned out to be negative. She would understand if the boy didn't want to touch her grotesque looking hand, but she couldn't help that she had farmers hands either. After years of solitude and caring for a crop, you forget what you actually look like. Your complex dulls and your always covered in head to toe in dirt. It was somewhat shameful to her gender because as a female shouldn't she take pride in her appearance. She assumed it didn't matter...'Titans will eat you no matter what you look like', she thought to herself. The thought and sensation of a titan having her for a meal made the blood drain from her skin. She was pale, but she recovered quickly as she strained her arm to keep it for the handshake.

Cole Brunel is the name of the first male she interacted with. He gripped her hand firmly and gave it a quick shake so she could finally relax. His smile ensured her that he understood her emotions and took them into great consideration. Before she could answer his question about the command in charge another male entered the scene. He had a southern accent to match his attire, but she couldn't tell what section he was from. The spiky haired brunette could originate from a different empire entirely for all she knew. Alice wasn't one to turn down company obviously so she gestured to the guy to take a seat as well. She was becoming quiet the popularity noticing all the boys flocking to her. The farm girl wasn't drop dead gorgeous or anything, but at least she was decent. She seems so conceded thinking of the thought while being surrounded by male companions.

Suddenly, remembered she hadn't answered Cole yet so she cleared her throat and turned to him. "I'm sorry, but no. I'd say that we would all have the same Drill Sergeant for all the exercises. There is so few us and I honestly don't know how many more will show up." Alice stated. The room fell slight until five knocks pounded against the door. The knocks maintained some sort of beat and she figured it was morose code. Sure enough, her suspicions were confirmed when a commanding officer almost kicked the door down. He made it known that he was the leader and was to be addressed as, SIR!

Alice pulled her other hand out from under the belt stand ready to stand up and solute. Instead of a greeting, she received the tip of the double edged blade in her face. The sun glistened off the edge of the sword and the light danced on the surface of the blade with every movement he made. Insults were part of his formalities so she needed to get us to it. The blonde wasn't sure if the other were intimidated like she was. The Sergeant's posture was flawless and he expected nothing less than perfection. If you even stared at him funny or sneezed he would defiantly chew you up and spit you out with no remorse. Furthermore, he wanted a answer to his question and she wouldn't dare keep him waiting.

Once he sheathed the blade in the slots on the maneuver gear, the girl took it open herself to stand and solute. Flipping her legs over the bench, she became erect, balled her right fist, and placed it over her chest. Her other arm rested against the half way point on her back. Both arms arched in a specific way, which she hoped would impress him at the very least. She watched her sister practice the solute all the time before she left, and this was actually the first time she tried it out herself. Whether she was close to the officer's standards was up to him.

She stood a deep breath and said, "I want to join the military to continue Mari Weiss' quest, Sir!" His question may have been rhetorical and she was probably making a fool of herself, but mentioning her sister might ring a bell. How cares if she looked like an idiot. If he was the main Sergeant around here than he should know almost all the trainees that deployed a couple of days ago, right? Maybe he knew something about her sister that she didn't. Her sibling hadn't replied for over a year so what was she doing all that time? She had free time in between to do so. Even if he didn't bring up her sister, the least he could do is note her stature. However, he no praise would probably ever be heard from him for the duration of the time she was here.

Alice took a quick glance at the others hoping they would follow in her foot steps. It was bold of her to assume a command if she was not given an actual one. Her pounded against her fist as she waited for some kind of retorting reply.

Alice received positive feedback and again she didn't except it to be that way all the time. This commander was more easy going, but he couldn't be the only one running the facility. Although, there weren't that many trainees around to instruct either. All of them would behave like adults unless they wanted to be treated like an adolescent teen. Cole was being used as the perfect example of how a soldier shouldn't. The sergeant liked parading his sword around to strike fear into the hearts of the lower level titan killers. Soon they would become experienced killing machines in time, but for now they were being treated as the bottom of the food chain.

Cole may not had a reason now for joining the army, but she was sure one would develop later for him. She felt rather defensive towards the man's speech because her new friends wasn't a moron. He knew that his comrades, family, friends, and other relationships were important. His pale hand slammed against the surface of the wooden table to force the black haired lad to give him his undivided attention. Alice loosened her posture and stepped slightly in front of her teammate. "He will have something or someone to fight for in time, sir." All ready specking casually to an authority, in a reliant way no less. However, her voice probably wasn't heard over Zoro's barking.

The talk of titans wiping out their team in a matter of seconds was frightening. It made her sick to her stomach remember the face of the titan that lingered over her crops. The fresh smell of iron hitting her nostrils and color red stained around their lips. Their pure white teeth contained no imperfections of course, but their bodies were a different matter. The exposed muscle and bone was unflattering, but they had no gentility to make the situation more awkward. The size of the monsters was possibly the most unsettling thing about them, but luckily Zoro didn't touch on to much details.

He changed the subject, and began asking them questions they couldn't give him a straight answer to. Alice resumed her saluting position and stated, "We were waiting for you Drill Sergeant!" He had to be one of the higher up for sure and maybe the questions were trick questions. A test of intelligent because according to her the only person that seemed fit for the occupation of Drill Sergeant was standing in front of her. His eyes were like dagger that flowed past her transparent body.