Posts by Tadashi Hamada

Wait wait, she threw shadis at who? Or threw what at who?
I'm confused.

OHHHH. Okay. That makes sense. XD

HEY! I wouldn't cry! Jean couldn't help but laugh a little bit at the response though. Marco always made him laugh somehow. Marco magic.

Jerk. He texted jokingly, chuckling softly.

Levi wandered around because Levi does levi things.

oh shizzle sorry lost the threads ;-; ))
Jean jchuckled, playing quietly.

The short corporal lifted himself up, telling Marco to go while he still had a chance. Yes he enjoyed watching things like this but he felt bad for the freckled boy. He'd just been thrown at a higher up and now had a she-devil on his tail. Not a favorable situation in the slightest. He could deal with the she-devil. It was his she devil after all.

Heh. Your jerk Marco~ ; ) he texted. Half jokingly half not. ... Yep. Jean was just weird like that. Leave it to Horseface.

...
Hey look at the time!
Gotta go!
See you later freckles!
And with that, mixed with an embarrassed blush Jean abandoned his phone to get s drink.

"..." Now what should he do? He was the only one that hadn't moved when she asked that question and he was starting to regret it. Maybe she wouldn't notice?
... He could handle her though... Right?

XD ))
Levi didn't show the fear he was probably feeling. Hardly had any at all really. Over the years he'd stopped fearing trivial things like beatings. What he really feared was losing anyone close to him. Erwin, his squad, Memui... His fear had come true though, no matter how hard he tried, no matter who he chose or what he did his fear always came true. Always became a reality. He hated it, god he hated it. But he could do nothing, nothing but hope and wish. Back to the present. He stared at her with surprising calmness, most likely planning on hardly retaliating at all. Planned on letting himself be beaten just to calm her. If necessary he would pose a real threat, he would do what he deemed necessary. Even if it meant him beig beaten near death.

Jean collapsed into bed sometime later, curling up and falling asleep with ease.

Levi stayed still, almost like he was dead or a statue. His eyes were dull and empty, cold. Just as they always were. For a moment, a fleeting moment, some emotion had glimmered there. It was gone now, and he was back to being the uncaring man he was known to be. He turned and left as if he had never been there. As if his feet didn't want to turn and follow the girl he loved, as if his heart didn't ache to see her like that. It was an act, and acting was one of his best talents.

Jean was up because he had wirk. Yes. Jean actually had work. What day was it anyway? He wasn't sure.

I know. It got so depressing so fast ;-; )
Levi went about his usual business, but something was off. Horribly off and it was so painfully obvious a blind man could have noticed it. He ignored everyone, even if directly approached he would stare straight through the person as if they were a ghost. Not there.

Jean went to work, nearly died at work, and then hid in a closet for the rest of his shift. Great day.

Levi nearly broke a leg falling down a flight of stairs when he finally decided to pay someone attention. He sort of stayed at the bottom of the stairs before standing and limping away. He disappeared, though occasionally reappeared somewhere at random, eventually sitting down and staring blankly at his feet. Well there went his sort of normal behavior.