homeless; voice test. (attack on titan) spoilers are probably guaranteed in the comments

[somefaults]

Hey. I'm here alright.

Let's be honest here for a moment. Maybe I don't want to go to a game. Sure, you might disagree, but face it. If I want to be stuck in a small place? I want to choose to be there. It's not exactly a bad thing to be outside the rules and walls. Christa could learn a thing or two.

But hey, it's not like you're going to change your mind, is it?

Comments

[therealsugarbaby]

My mun doesn't know if she wants me in a game either... but that means we're stuck in this odd place, Ymir...

It's strange.

[somefaults]

Life is weird. Can't change that, Christa. [There's a very brief pause then a short, bark of laughter.]

At least there's no walls here, right?

[therealsugarbaby]

Oh! Yes, it's wonderful. [SMILES]

I just worry about the people still back at home.

[somefaults]

Something like that. [Time to ruffle Christa's hair.]

I'm sure they aren't swimming in a titan's belly just yet.

[notagentleman]

A big game would take a lot of hard work, and that is definitely my most hated phrase of all! You know what I would do? Go up to my mun and spit at them in the face!

Oi, but life ain't exactly peachy like that, ain't it? Say, how hard can you throw a punch? You might be able to knock their head sideways!

[yoursecret]

Do you really think that we could go to a game at all, though?

[somefaults]

Stop it right there. You start talking that way and I might decide to drag both of us to a game. I can bet you that it won't be pretty.

[yoursecret]

W... why is that? Some of them seem interesting!

[somefaults]

[Ymir is going to stare at him for a moment. She shrugs, stretching her arms behind her neck.]

Wouldn't trying to punch them out be considered 'hard work'? By your definition, that'd mean trying to do that would be just stupid. Whether I could or not doesn't really matter in that case.

[A pause. Then Ymir will yawn and wave one of her hands dismissively.]

Unless you're challenging me to a fight. In that case, you're more of an idiot than I thought.

[somefaults]

They might be interesting but me knocking you out and dragging you there isn't a pretty picture, is it?

[yoursecret]

Of course it wouldn't. But that's not going to happen!

[somefaults]

It will if you continue talking about how we can't get in. Might make me think about doing it just to prove you wrong.

[yoursecret]

It's not... that's not what I think. But others might.

I'd like to be in one, too...

[somefaults]

That so? [Have a hand pressing down on the top of your head.] I thought it's obvious that I don't give a damn what they think.

If you want in a game then that's a different story, isn't it? Then you're going to find a game and that's that.

[yoursecret]

[ indignant, but she can't help but smile a little. fine she'll allow this for now. ]

... I suppose you're right. And I think I'll find one eventually. The only issue is timing.

[somefaults]

[Well that's no fun. It's funnier when she flails at things like that. Oh well. She'll just continue standing there with her hand on her head.]

Timing, sure, I'll give you that one. That'll be a little tricky but waiting to strike is different then giving into them.

[What excellent word choice.]

[yoursecret]

[ how long is she going to keep this up..... have to be patient. ]

Ah, exactly. I'm being strategic!

[ ... probably. ]

[somefaults]

[Until she gets a reaction or her arm falls off.]

Sure. Let's go with that.

[yoursecret]

[ trying to step out from under slowly... ]

So you're doing the same? Waiting to strike, or something?

[somefaults]

[Oho]

Something like that. [Not really. She was actually complaining because she'd rather remain without anything tying her down but.. Wait, where's Christa going?] Hey, where do you think you're going?

[yoursecret]

Nowhere! Like I said, I'm not sure if games are an option...

[ shh, this is answering the question. ]

[somefaults]

Now, you know exactly what I was asking about.

[That might have made it worse as Ymir leans in.]

[yoursecret]

[ no THIS ISN'T HELPING. ]

C-could you repeat the question...

[somefaults]

[Ymir's face is just a couple of centimeters away now...]

I said, where did you think you were going? Looks to me like you don't want to stay right here, isn't that right?

[yoursecret]

I'm fine with staying! It's just... if you're tired, we could try to find a chair for you!

[ one with armrests!! ]