It's Togusa, if you have a minute. I wanted to let you know that I've gotten your alibi, and despite the Watchers' message, I know you didn't kill Zee.
[So for the last few days, Elliot's been a little absent. He'd still text at the normal times and do his best to sound okay, but he'd avoid seeing Eren in person. He hadn't wanted to worry Eren, and he knew if anyone could notice there was something wrong- it was him.
But after the three days of resisting was up and a night of swimming in the ocean? He realized how silly he was being. Of course it would be fine to see Eren. Eren would be the perfect person to infect first. That way, they could always be together. They could be free.
So, not long before "nightfall", Eren will get a text]
[ eren had a lot of things happening on his end; he made sure to always keep in touch and always remind elliot to be careful— but he trusts elliot to take care of himself. he has a lot of things to tell him after meeting with magnus, but tonight couldn’t have gotten worse after a messy encounter with jasmine and, augh . . .
let’s just say things got gross and in no way was he expecting to be on double dare, ever in his life. he needs to get home and shower—
especially when he gets a text such as this one. eren was going to ask to meet up either way, to tell him what he found and what had happened and that they really need to be careful.
eren types first: be careful elliot i just ran into
and then, promptly backspaces. oh, elliot. you can’t tempt him with cake by the ocean and be in potential danger, can you? he needs to go. he needs to go to usher him elsewhere. nothing suspicious goes through his mind. ]
[ it’s thanksgiving at the fairweather residence of choice; the warm indoors amidst the outdoor crisp is comfy enough to keep a fleece or sweater on and the cold at bay. turkey, stuffing, pumpkin pie, apple pie, corn and cranberry sauce, damn, whatever else you can think of on thanksgiving night and more— they probably have it. mrs. jaeger was sure to send her many dishes of baked goods to remember her by, and eren helped with his own fair share.
titan and kaiser, eren’s dogs (a big german shepherd and a creamy pit bull-boxer mix) are out and about showing off their toys— titan’s got a turkey bandana and a rubber chicken that screams. kaiser has a sweater and has snagged someone’s unsupervised shoe for the kicks, bringing them to people’s laps and daring them to play tug-o-war with him.
it’s been a fairly nice night with family and friends. eren goes a bit quiet at one point when they all sit down in their places to eat. he sits there, lost in thought and staring, very intently, on the plate of mom’s cranberry sauce he’s dunked for himself. there’s some bits of bone from the wings, and some mangled piece of breast he’s still working on.
but now he’s just sort of. staring, rubbing his fingers against the cup of juice he’s got and curling his hand around it with no sign that he’ll continue to eat again.
memories, man. at least this time it doesn’t make him nauseous to think about— but you know what worries him? the fact that his stomach isn’t flipping in that horrid way it did the first and second time.
[It was nice to have a thanksgiving surrounded by loved ones. Elliot had spend much of the time catching up with everyone he could seeing how he was related to most of this crowd. When it came time for dinner, he sat down near his fiance and Crow. He's got his own plate piled with food, and he's already biting in when he notices Eren...staring off...]
[So, yeah, the day went pretty well even after he got his ass handed to him at snowboarding and had to buy Crow lunch, but Rean still can't stop thinking of that vision he saw. He doesn't know why it's bothering him so much, but it is, and it's making his sleep fitful at best.
He could message the Class VII group chat about this, he's sure Elliot at least would understand, but there's something that leaves him apprehensive. Still, it's bugging him enough that he needs to talk about at least a part of it with someone, or at least scream into the void, and so...]
Hey, I know it's the middle of the night, so hope I'm not waking you up with this
But I just woke up from a dream that I think was a memory [it's only partially a lie] and it totally had a mecha in it
soooo i know this is late and all but do you remember "would you kill yourself to save the world" from a little while back just wondering but what exactly was your "similar problem"?
[SUBTLE, ROSE. On the other hand, she honestly doesn't remember that her Retrospec ID is "just another asshole" so enjoy what looks like a random text from a stranger??]
[ James waltzes over to the living room one day to watch Eren, half curious and half smug. He watches silently for a few moments, trying to consider how, exactly, this guy can manage to eat all their recycling somehow.
Eventually he finally speaks up, instead of just staring at him from afar. ]
So I heard you're like a human trash compactor now. When did that happen?
[ it’s hard to hide the fact that you’re eating bottles, and bottle caps, and consequently throwing them up at some point, but that’s only when it comes to plastic! eren. poor eren. eren eats garbage at this point, and he’s trying his damn hardest not to break anything. not to rip or tear or do anything of the sort (unless he wants another accident like the notebook spiral).
he’s in the living room, avoiding anything that could break; the TV is turned onto a show about cars and he’s just.
really antsy because there is nothing to do. no paper and no pens, he has an ipad in his lap and seems to be attempting some art, thunderbolts and things like GIANT⚡️ROBOT. he’s bad at it. but it’s something at least to pass the time and not think about memories. or about eating things.
[ Clover doesn't know who else she can turn to. Is there anyone else she can turn to? She doesn't even know if she wants to talk to Eren about this—or anyone at all, but it's eating away at her.
She's going to flip if she bottles it up anymore. ]
We're all monsters created to destroy the world.
[ Hi, Eren. None of the Geteilts know how to talk to each other even when they're talking to each other. ]
doesn’t know what to think at all about this. his first instinct is to write no we’re not clover, but a chip at the back of his mind tells him to backspace. she wouldn’t just say that out of the blue. would she? ]
I’m glad you didn’t just fall off the face of the earth. And I’ll tell them, [ them ] just this once.
. . . I didn’t. I got home, cried the whole night and didn’t want to get near anyone. I was afraid even to go home, honestly. I got help after that. I couldn’t do it on my own.
Grey like ashes, wings that doubled as rocket thrusters. Its name was Valimar
[Yes, Rean just woke up from getting that regain as a dream, and yes, Eren is the first person he's telling about it. He understands how their friendship works.]
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[ especially when he knows it’s a teenager through his own snooping. ugh. but, either way. ]
Are the others on that list cleared?
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4 days after infection
But after the three days of resisting was up and a night of swimming in the ocean? He realized how silly he was being. Of course it would be fine to see Eren. Eren would be the perfect person to infect first. That way, they could always be together. They could be free.
So, not long before "nightfall", Eren will get a text]
I wanna see you. Meet me at the beach?
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let’s just say things got gross and in no way was he expecting to be on double dare, ever in his life. he needs to get home and shower—
especially when he gets a text such as this one. eren was going to ask to meet up either way, to tell him what he found and what had happened and that they really need to be careful.
eren types first: be careful elliot i just ran into
and then, promptly backspaces. oh, elliot. you can’t tempt him with cake by the ocean and be in potential danger, can you? he needs to go. he needs to go to usher him elsewhere. nothing suspicious goes through his mind. ]
On my way.
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why don't you lick Yusuke?
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titan and kaiser, eren’s dogs (a big german shepherd and a creamy pit bull-boxer mix) are out and about showing off their toys— titan’s got a turkey bandana and a rubber chicken that screams. kaiser has a sweater and has snagged someone’s unsupervised shoe for the kicks, bringing them to people’s laps and daring them to play tug-o-war with him.
it’s been a fairly nice night with family and friends. eren goes a bit quiet at one point when they all sit down in their places to eat. he sits there, lost in thought and staring, very intently, on the plate of mom’s cranberry sauce he’s dunked for himself. there’s some bits of bone from the wings, and some mangled piece of breast he’s still working on.
but now he’s just sort of. staring, rubbing his fingers against the cup of juice he’s got and curling his hand around it with no sign that he’ll continue to eat again.
memories, man. at least this time it doesn’t make him nauseous to think about— but you know what worries him? the fact that his stomach isn’t flipping in that horrid way it did the first and second time.
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...Everything okay Eren?
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after regaining the ordine memory at like 3am because what is sleeping
He could message the Class VII group chat about this, he's sure Elliot at least would understand, but there's something that leaves him apprehensive. Still, it's bugging him enough that he needs to talk about at least a part of it with someone, or at least scream into the void, and so...]
Hey, I know it's the middle of the night, so hope I'm not waking you up with this
But I just woke up from a dream that I think was a memory [it's only partially a lie] and it totally had a mecha in it
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[ that didn’t even take a minute ]
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do you have any security cameras around your house
jw
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What did you do?
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They think of everything
[Guess who's been Poke-studying]
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sometime earlier in january?? sure
do you remember "would you kill yourself to save the world" from a little while back
just wondering but what exactly was your "similar problem"?
[SUBTLE, ROSE. On the other hand, she honestly doesn't remember that her Retrospec ID is "just another asshole" so enjoy what looks like a random text from a stranger??]
i was born for this
you’re going to have to give him a minute. ]
Hard to forget about that.
Who’s behind just another asshole?
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backdated several weeks ago at this point tbh i'm sorry
Eventually he finally speaks up, instead of just staring at him from afar. ]
So I heard you're like a human trash compactor now. When did that happen?
I can’t let you be sorry for this
he’s in the living room, avoiding anything that could break; the TV is turned onto a show about cars and he’s just.
really antsy because there is nothing to do. no paper and no pens, he has an ipad in his lap and seems to be attempting some art, thunderbolts and things like GIANT⚡️ROBOT. he’s bad at it. but it’s something at least to pass the time and not think about memories. or about eating things.
james does not help. ]
I got a new power.
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my inbox ate this i’m so mad
it's okay so did mine
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2/17;
[you've been sold out]
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I can’t believe she told you first!!
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She's going to flip if she bottles it up anymore. ]
We're all monsters created to destroy the world.
[ Hi, Eren. None of the Geteilts know how to talk to each other even when they're talking to each other. ]
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doesn’t know what to think at all about this. his first instinct is to write no we’re not clover, but a chip at the back of his mind tells him to backspace. she wouldn’t just say that out of the blue. would she? ]
What?
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1. Can you tell Elliot I'm not angry, I'm fine, I just need time
and 2. How did you deal with it the first time you became the giant?
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. . . I didn’t. I got home, cried the whole night and didn’t want to get near anyone. I was afraid even to go home, honestly. I got help after that. I couldn’t do it on my own.
You can’t either, can you?
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I had a memory
About whatever's going on with Rean
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What is it?
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So would you like some random telepathic messages that shoot out at the most random at times, because it sure is happening now.
[You know, now that I have all this free time to myself, I can't help but contemplate how it would feel for a guy to be stuck in a girl's body...]
That one is especially random, but sure, okay. ]
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Wouldn’t it feel the same?
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Grey like ashes, wings that doubled as rocket thrusters. Its name was Valimar
[Yes, Rean just woke up from getting that regain as a dream, and yes, Eren is the first person he's telling about it. He understands how their friendship works.]
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You
Me
Y/N?
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Don’t text in class, we need the assignment objectives.
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