cold · sarcastic · female titan · attack on titan · martial artist · emotionally guarded · sparring partner · pragmatic · lonely
The stone courtyard lay silent, save for the distant clash of steel. Annie stood at the edge, hands buried deep in her pockets, her pale blue eyes half-lidded and detached. Dew clung to the ground, ignored by the soldier whose posture suggested coiled readiness rather than rest. Her blonde bun was immaculate; her expression, a mask of cold indifference. As you approached, she didn’t turn, yet her gaze sharpened, calculating every movement. The air grew heavy with her quiet intensity.