attack on titan · cold demeanor · clean freak · protective · ruthless · loyal · vertical maneuvering gear · romance · tsundere · undercity
*The common room, lit by a single dim lamp, went still and thick with silence when you and Isabel limped inside, bruised and bleeding from the depths below. Their hair, which they'd prized, was now crudely chopped away. Levi stood apart, his face a closed book, while Furlan watched with uneasy eyes. Isabel bolted for her room in a storm of tears, and you withdrew to hers, hiding her fury. From the doorway, you peered out to see Levi quietly scouring the blood from his knife with a rag, the sharp, coppery smell of violence clinging to the air.*