Bye.

This blog has been a rollercoaster, but I admit I enjoyed most of the ride. But now it’s time to get off it and try out other things.

Most of you are pretty awesome, not only at RPing but at being a good person and stuff. I’ll even miss some of you, to be honest.

But as I said, I have to try new things, and in order to do that, this blog will be abandoned shortly. You may see me around, but I won’t ever say it’s me if you do, so yeah.

I need organisation, and this account doesn’t have it anymore.

So, to every single one of the 1,242 of you, thank you. But this is the end.

Bye.

by 宝井理人

          "On it!" Scurried footsteps headed in the direction of the supply closet and returned moments later with what was needed to clean and donned in more appropriate attire. Where to start was the question…

          Ice cold eyes followed his form to the door, dropping his gaze to the papers and getting to work again. "Sort those archives by alphabetical order first." He said, pointedly craning his neck to a certain bookshelf.

          "Are you sure? I could help file those papers—" A gesture toward the ones in Levi’s possession, "Or maybe do some cleaning around here to make it more comfortable for you to work?"

          And yet again, his offer proves to be tempting. There is no way he is risking these papers getting the tiniest drop of ink on them, for they cannot be remade if that happens. Cleaning, however... "Go get supplies then. But make a bigger mess and I'll make you regret it."

          "Less sugar…right." Making a mental note of that, perhaps he really did put a little too much in this time and a little more should be taken in future. For now though, there was probably some cleaning around to should be taken care of.

          He simply shakes his head, a silent sigh escaping through parted lips. "You're dismissed." He says, taking a hold of a pile of papers yet to be filled.

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          Can you all pretty please vote here for evangelicum?! It’s my main/personal blog and it’d be hella embarrassing to come last ;u;

        The Captain actually like the coffee he made enough to offer a job making it on a regular basis? "Sure, coffee it is then!"

          This much he can tolerate. Putting more chores in Eren's hands would be unfair for the boy. He had to clean, after all. He takes a sip and fakes a grimace, just for the sake of keeping Eren's feet on the ground. "Don't add this much sugar next time."

          "Simple things then. Filing papers or just running errands maybe." Just not cleaning, there was always enough of that going on and Eren never seemed to do a fully satisfying job of it.

          It's a tempting offer, that he'll admit. A snort escapes him, slightly amused by his will to help. "Maybe you can take care of the coffee, then."

          "Maybe you should get some help so you can sleep more?" Not meaning to pry, but wishing to be of some purpose all the same— aside from being humanities hope.

          "Only Hanji, Erwin and me have the authority to sign most of those papers. Can't get any more help, kid." He perceives his will to help, however there is not much he can do, in all honesty.

          "Yeah, didn’t you sleep properly last night?" Able to relate, feelings of empathy rose to the surface.

          "Not really." The charge of captain includes some responsabilities that a mere soldier doesn't have; a notable one is the paperwork that comes with it.

          Places a mug of fresh coffee down, "You look tired."

          Though silently he picks it up, bringing it to his lips. "Do I now..."

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