You probably don't recognize this sort of scenery. It appears to be an old Japanese shrine - still stationed inside. There's a conversation between Baren and another person, if you care to have a listen - until there isn't. There's a gunshot that rings out through the air and Baren automatically sits up, running in the direction of the sound, shouting out a name.
A name that certainly isn't that of his darling little sister Sakura Kaiyou - and the woman lying on the ground isn't her either. Yet Baren talks to her desperately and the familial resemblance between the two of them can't be denied.
[ it’s odd, when suddenly the world around you changes— you change, although you don’t really have a clue to where you even are. eren had managed as only an observer, coming across and easily identifying baren, but the rest looked . . . quite feudal. he sticks close, if not letting his eyes wander and listening to the conversation like one would usually listen to music: background noise. he’s more interested in deciphering where and what had been happening.
of course this wasn’t real now, but what was it? his mind playing tricks or reality bending? it’s not until the gunshot rings, and eren jolts and immediately follows after baren halfway through, before he searches for where it could’ve come from.
it’s easy to get sucked into these realities. ]
Baren— [ he comes up to the girl’s other side, on instinct, immediately scanning her for the wound. he’s hasty to get straight into first aid, even though he has nothing on his hands to help, if only his hands. well, that’ll have to do. ] Baren, what’s her name?
[ he’s not that great at these japanese names even if he just heard them . . . but rambo wants to help. ]
[ - it had been easy to slip right into it as though he'd been dreaming. This is how the dream went, and even if he wasn't focusing on the conversation, of course the sound of a gunshot would be alarming. He ran for Okuni immediately and he knows this scene well - even if he knows what happens to her after - and at the approach of another person, he cradles the girl closer to him and draws a metal smoking pipe from on his person.
His eyes turn sharp, like he doesn't trust anyone to actually provide help when it's needed.]
Back off.
[ - is what he says, but his fingers tremble as he clutches onto her regardless, his mind trying to make sense between the new addition to the memory and what he's gotten to know, but nonetheless fearful at the idea of losing this sister of his.]
Baren, [ he says, grabbing the other’s shoulder with little pity. they had to feel none of that here. every inch of eren is telling him to get to work; sense response, rapid assessment, focused assessment, treatment— and on went the larger subcategories broken down into systems.
emotion is important, but too much in the wrong situation has proved to eren, many times, as destructive. ]
You want to give her a sure death or a fighting chance? [ even if this memory already had a destination . . . how sure was eren of this reality he’s living? ] As long as she’s breathing, you’re wasting time.
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You probably don't recognize this sort of scenery. It appears to be an old Japanese shrine - still stationed inside. There's a conversation between Baren and another person, if you care to have a listen - until there isn't. There's a gunshot that rings out through the air and Baren automatically sits up, running in the direction of the sound, shouting out a name.
A name that certainly isn't that of his darling little sister Sakura Kaiyou - and the woman lying on the ground isn't her either. Yet Baren talks to her desperately and the familial resemblance between the two of them can't be denied.
Isn't that a strange thing.
WHAT NOW, RAMBO!!!]
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of course this wasn’t real now, but what was it? his mind playing tricks or reality bending? it’s not until the gunshot rings, and eren jolts and immediately follows after baren halfway through, before he searches for where it could’ve come from.
it’s easy to get sucked into these realities. ]
Baren— [ he comes up to the girl’s other side, on instinct, immediately scanning her for the wound. he’s hasty to get straight into first aid, even though he has nothing on his hands to help, if only his hands. well, that’ll have to do. ] Baren, what’s her name?
[ he’s not that great at these japanese names even if he just heard them . . . but rambo wants to help. ]
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His eyes turn sharp, like he doesn't trust anyone to actually provide help when it's needed.]
Back off.
[ - is what he says, but his fingers tremble as he clutches onto her regardless, his mind trying to make sense between the new addition to the memory and what he's gotten to know, but nonetheless fearful at the idea of losing this sister of his.]
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emotion is important, but too much in the wrong situation has proved to eren, many times, as destructive. ]
You want to give her a sure death or a fighting chance? [ even if this memory already had a destination . . . how sure was eren of this reality he’s living? ] As long as she’s breathing, you’re wasting time.