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Upon seeing the source of the noise-Hunter-Armin ran off, towards the robbery. There was no way she’d make it in through the front, so the back entrance was her only option, unless she wanted to go crawling through vents. Electricity, tight spaces, and metal don’t mix. She sprints towards the back, cutting through alleys and dodging feral animals. Thankfully, the area around the entrance was empty. The blonde already had enough trouble, she didn’t need some idiot goon to fight. Technus slips through the entryway silently, her movements muffled by softly soled shoes.

Eren picked up the victim and moved them to safety before taking on the attacker. “Hey, get back here!” He yelled, racing after the crooks. Four altogether, not much of a match for Eren. “Won’t stop running, huh? Cowards…” Eren grabbed a piece and threw it, using his incredible strength to launch it far. It landed right before the doorway, blocking the exit. “Where ya gonna go now, losers?” Eren teased.

Armin was vaguely surprised to find the front entrance blocked, probably by that moron Hunter. She sighs and runs back through the building, retracing her footsteps. Why must he always screw up her plan? When she finally reaches the front of the building again, the blonde reaches put with her powers, finding technology on the criminals and causing a complete and utter meltdown. Circuitry melted, solder smoked, and the casing just couldn’t hold it in, letting the hot slew reach skin.

hollaheichou

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Medieval AU because mobile is frustrating

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It had been a while sense Levi had even reported in. Originally he’d thought that doing a bit of minor recon work in an enemy kingdom wouldn’t be as hard as he’d thought. However he’d been stuck there for a couple months longer than he’d bargained for, the information on who he really was leaking out to the king.Riding a stolen horse back to the castle he wanted nothing more than to lie down in his own bed again, however he had a duty to uphold and he needed to report back to his own royal family.

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Another day, another bunch of barons with assorted problems that really don’t need her help. At least it was better than harpsichord and sewing lessons. The knight from yesterday was supposed to report again, and hopefully there was some tidbit of information that was useful. Nobody should have to work that hard for nothing. He enters the throne room once again, and she orders everyone else out.

Levi saluted he entered the room, keeping his head down until he was ordered to do otherwise. “M’am,” he greeted quietly. He was surprised she would just see him right away like this, her father would have made him wait ages before he’d actually see a knight. He stepped to the middle room, waiting for her to ask the questions before he explained.

"No need for the formality today, Corporal. I’ve got a feeling this will take a while." Armin waves for the knight to relax, sitting forward in the throne. He looked better than yesterday, when he was half dead from exhaustion. Granted, she wasn’t supposed to hear him first, but his case was far more important than a rat problem in some far-off providence. "Start from the beginning."

Levi nodded, raising his head and looking up at the girl. His position turned from rigid and overly formal to calm and laid back. “As you probably know I was sent to the neighboring kingdom by your father to do a bit of spy work. I managed to get rather close to one of the nobles, to be honest it was rather easy to get near the fool.” He shook his head, “He told me that they were planning to launch an attack near the southernmost border, infiltrate through our allies kingdom because we’d never see it coming. However on the night that I had planned to ride back…my cover was blown. I don’t know how but they imprisoned me, questioned me for information.” He bowed his head, using questioned rather lightly.

Armin kept her hands folded neatly in her laps, keeping the stifling etiquette perfect. “From what I know, the south’s the easiest way in, unless you want to brave the northern storms. And a representative needs to be sent to the neighboring kingdoms to reinforce alliances.” Even though he was captured, the information was still useful. She’d never imagine one of their strongest allies would let enemy troops pass through. “Is it possible someone recognized you from a different court? I recall a conference several years ago, taking place on neutral ground. Both my father and the opposing king attended.”

"I’m really not sure m’am," he replied quietly. "To be honest I don’t really remember much about the night…" I had been a lot of horses, an almost escape through a thicker part of the forest. He hadn’t made it though and he was almost positive he hadn’t come into contact with anyone he’d recognized. He shook his head, "If someone knew who I was they would have seen me…but I didn’t see them."

"True… But that also brings the issue of spies to light. There are several tunnels and passageways throughout the castle, built in case of emergencies. It’s possible that a spy here was lurking about and heard about your mission." As much as Armin hated to admit it, it was a valid point. Those passages went everywhere, from the kitchen and dining hall to the throne room and armory.

Levi nodded, “Perhaps it would be wise to have regular patrols in the tunnels then, if this really as become a problem.” He wasn’t really in any position to suggest such things, however he felt guilty that his job had gone so terribly wrong.

"The problem is that we’re short staffed enough as it is. We can’t spare men for the tunnels without leaving the entrance unprotected." That’s the problem with having a small kingdom. It always seemed like there were never enough people to work everywhere they needed to. Although, this wasn’t a matter that Armin had the authority to change. Her father and he alone could change the kingdom’s security.

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Armin pulls out her gauntlets and half-finished robot from underneath her bed, inspecting the former for damage. Nothing too serious, just a cracked casing on one and a stuck button on the other. The boots were in practically meticulous condition, other than having a fair bit of grime stuck to their bottoms. Sighing, the blonde stands to retrieve the soldering kit.

A sound like gunshots snatch her attention away from the box. As much as she wants to ignore it and keep working on her equipment, Armin’s guilty consciousness wouldn’t allow it. Damaged gauntlets, boots, and upper face mask go on, sweats come off. The familiar tingling sensation of the silver lines appearing on her skin is the go-ahead, and she launches out her window.

Eren pulled up his face mask over the lower half of his face and kept to the rooftops, investigating his surroundings. He’s dressed in all black, a riding suit, actually, the only color the small green wolf on his back—a personal touch that came with his Hunter name. Fuck, I thought I heard gunshots…He couldn’t see much of anything besides the usual going on in the streets below him. “Wow…maybe it was nothing and I’m wasting my time…” He muttered to himself, before hearing the sound again. He soon spots the source, an armed robbery.

"Another one…?" Eren asks himself, rolling his eyes. He leapt from his rooftop and tried to land on his feet, but fell in a dumpster instead. "Ugh…shit…" He muttered, pulling himself out. "Damn it…I’m too tired for this shit…"

Armin stayed low, lurking through the alleys. Sure, her suit didn’t quite blend in, but it did a good enough job of protecting her, with chainmail and Kevlar sewn into the chest area. Large knives couldn’t get past it, along with low velocity projectiles. Unfortunately, her powers required a fair bit of her neck and arms to be showing, prompting her to make weaponized gauntlets to keep attackers away, not to mention the constant cloud of static electricity that followed her about.

Eventually, she spots the cause of the commotion. An armed robbery, which was common enough in this city. As Armin was about to go, a loud crashing noise makes her spin around, gauntlets humming with electricity. She was tempted to ask who was there, but knew she’d never get a response.

Dusting the garbage off of himself, Eren stretched and yawned before restarting his pursuit. Just as he was about to run off, though, he saw her. For a few moments he stared at her, realizing this was the other hero. So it was a girl; he figured as much. He gave her a slight wave before looking away and continuing his pursuit. He was a bit embarrassed that she just watched him crawl out of a garbage can, but he pushed it from his mind because there were more urgent matters at hand.

Finding the source of the gunshots, he had to duck to avoid the line of fire. “Shit shit shit…” His eyes wandered to the victim. “Hey! You!” He called, running to their aid. “Are you ok?” God damn I suck at this…

Upon seeing the source of the noise-Hunter-Armin ran off, towards the robbery. There was no way she’d make it in through the front, so the back entrance was her only option, unless she wanted to go crawling through vents. Electricity, tight spaces, and metal don’t mix. She sprints towards the back, cutting through alleys and dodging feral animals. Thankfully, the area around the entrance was empty. The blonde already had enough trouble, she didn’t need some idiot goon to fight. Technus slips through the entryway silently, her movements muffled by softly soled shoes.

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Armin pulls out her gauntlets and half-finished robot from underneath her bed, inspecting the former for damage. Nothing too serious, just a cracked casing on one and a stuck button on the other. The boots were in practically meticulous condition, other than having a fair bit of grime stuck to their bottoms. Sighing, the blonde stands to retrieve the soldering kit.

A sound like gunshots snatch her attention away from the box. As much as she wants to ignore it and keep working on her equipment, Armin’s guilty consciousness wouldn’t allow it. Damaged gauntlets, boots, and upper face mask go on, sweats come off. The familiar tingling sensation of the silver lines appearing on her skin is the go-ahead, and she launches out her window.

Eren pulled up his face mask over the lower half of his face and kept to the rooftops, investigating his surroundings. He’s dressed in all black, a riding suit, actually, the only color the small green wolf on his back—a personal touch that came with his Hunter name. Fuck, I thought I heard gunshots…He couldn’t see much of anything besides the usual going on in the streets below him. “Wow…maybe it was nothing and I’m wasting my time…” He muttered to himself, before hearing the sound again. He soon spots the source, an armed robbery.

"Another one…?" Eren asks himself, rolling his eyes. He leapt from his rooftop and tried to land on his feet, but fell in a dumpster instead. "Ugh…shit…" He muttered, pulling himself out. "Damn it…I’m too tired for this shit…"

Armin stayed low, lurking through the alleys. Sure, her suit didn’t quite blend in, but it did a good enough job of protecting her, with chainmail and Kevlar sewn into the chest area. Large knives couldn’t get past it, along with low velocity projectiles. Unfortunately, her powers required a fair bit of her neck and arms to be showing, prompting her to make weaponized gauntlets to keep attackers away, not to mention the constant cloud of static electricity that followed her about.

Eventually, she spots the cause of the commotion. An armed robbery, which was common enough in this city. As Armin was about to go, a loud crashing noise makes her spin around, gauntlets humming with electricity. She was tempted to ask who was there, but knew she’d never get a response.

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Armin quirked an eyebrow at Eren, silently debating over his fumble. Was he actually screwing up or had he seen her up close before but wanted to hide it? “Yeah, I agree with you. But they look small and petite with narrow shoulders, so I’m guessing either a girl or smaller dude. I’ve got nothing concerning their powers.” She sat back, pocketing her phone. Thankfully, the backlash from her abilities was beginning to fade, lessening the hammering in the front of her skull.

"Yeah…I agree." Eren yawned. He slouched a bit in his seat, finishing the rest of his coffee. "I think I could drink an entire pot of coffee and still be tired." he smirked. "Do you want anymore?" He asked her, getting to his feet. He was grateful he didn’t have any classes today, so he couldn’t feel too guilty if he took a nap later, that is, unless he was needed. 

This double life is exhausting…I just hope Armin doesn’t catch on. Eren thought to himself as he poured himself another cup of coffee. 

"No thanks." Armin stands, stretching, causing several of her joints to pop rather loudly. Today would be filled with repairs, sleeping, and studying that she was supposed to have done last night. Hopefully there weren’t any calls today or really late tonight. "I’ll be soldering, so my room’s going to smell like metal and fire. Don’t come in unless something is actually on fire." She shuffles off into her room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Uh…ok." Eren replied sleepily. That was actually probably for the best. "I think I’ll be napping then." He said, seems the coffee wasn’t working. He shut off the TV and went back into his own room, laying down on his bed. "Fuck I’m tired…" He mumbled to himself, before spotting some unfinished Algebra homework. "God damn it…" He whined, sitting up to look at it. "Guess I should probably finish this…"

He didn’t finish his homework though. A noise outside caught his attention. It sounded like gunshots….it sounded like he needed to suit up. He locked his bedroom door and got in uniform, escaping out his window.

Armin pulls out her gauntlets and half-finished robot from underneath her bed, inspecting the former for damage. Nothing too serious, just a cracked casing on one and a stuck button on the other. The boots were in practically meticulous condition, other than having a fair bit of grime stuck to their bottoms. Sighing, the blonde stands to retrieve the soldering kit.

A sound like gunshots snatch her attention away from the box. As much as she wants to ignore it and keep working on her equipment, Armin’s guilty consciousness wouldn’t allow it. Damaged gauntlets, boots, and upper face mask go on, sweats come off. The familiar tingling sensation of the silver lines appearing on her skin is the go-ahead, and she launches out her window.

notahorsekirschtein

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Angel AU because mobile is horrible

notahorsekirschtein answered:

send me a † for an angel au: your muse is an angel and mine is a demon (it’s cool, I feel ya, mobile is awful and i used to do 100% of my rping on mobile way back when)

The demon grinned down at the perfect little blonde angel. “Well, what have we here? Why if it isn’t an angel!” Jean laughed loudly at the little blonde. “And what are you doing here?”

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Armin’s hand went instinctively to the handle of her seraph blade, ready to defend herself. Even though she’d gone great lengths to prevent others of supernatural origins from sensing her, an angelic aura was impossible to hide completely. “None of your business, demon. Let me pass.”

Jean’s grin grew. “Mmm, I could, but that wouldn’t be any fun, now would it? You know, you’ve tried so hard to hide yourself, wouldn’t it be a shame if everyone in here found out your little secret because you caused a little ruckus?” He said, nodding at the blade that her hand was now wrapped around. On her own, yes, she could probably take him, but this was not a safe place for creatures of heaven, and if she had to use her seraph blade against him, everyone would realize what she was, and it wouldn’t be a fun situation for her. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell anyone though, and I won’t hurt you either.” He said, licking his lips. “I’m really just looking for a little fun.”

Armin glared up at the demon, unknowingly making her wings puff up in agitation. As much as she hated to admit it, he had a point. Seraph bladed amplified angelic powers, shattering any hiding spells she had in place. Why hadn’t she thought to bring a blessed iron blade instead? Because that would leave her vulnerable to every other monster the Earth had to offer. Seraph harmed anything and everything that didn’t have either angelic or mortal heritage. “Even if I did tell you, you wouldn’t understand why I’m chasing it down. Now get out of my way.”

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Armin quirked an eyebrow at Eren, silently debating over his fumble. Was he actually screwing up or had he seen her up close before but wanted to hide it? “Yeah, I agree with you. But they look small and petite with narrow shoulders, so I’m guessing either a girl or smaller dude. I’ve got nothing concerning their powers.” She sat back, pocketing her phone. Thankfully, the backlash from her abilities was beginning to fade, lessening the hammering in the front of her skull.

"Yeah…I agree." Eren yawned. He slouched a bit in his seat, finishing the rest of his coffee. "I think I could drink an entire pot of coffee and still be tired." he smirked. "Do you want anymore?" He asked her, getting to his feet. He was grateful he didn’t have any classes today, so he couldn’t feel too guilty if he took a nap later, that is, unless he was needed. 

This double life is exhausting…I just hope Armin doesn’t catch on. Eren thought to himself as he poured himself another cup of coffee. 

"No thanks." Armin stands, stretching, causing several of her joints to pop rather loudly. Today would be filled with repairs, sleeping, and studying that she was supposed to have done last night. Hopefully there weren’t any calls today or really late tonight. "I’ll be soldering, so my room’s going to smell like metal and fire. Don’t come in unless something is actually on fire." She shuffles off into her room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

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"Really?" Eren replied, feigning shock. Eren knew who she was talking about. Someone with a green outfit and powers he didn’t quite understand. He was a feeling she didn’t like him much, even though as Hunter he never did anything to her. It wasn’t like he was cocky or anything, so he didn’t get it. He even apologized when he’s accidentally hit her…it wasn’t his fault. She just got in the way sometimes.

But Eren was growing lost in his thoughts, and he knew he had to come back into focus. “I thought Hunter was the only one out there right now. But I guess if he’s got help that’s pretty cool.”

"Yeah. Check it out." Armin hands him the phone, blowing the image up to full screen. Thankfully, the image was nondescript, just showing Technus as a blob of silver, green, and blonde with no way of identifying even the gender of the person. This must’ve been an older camera or a cheap one, given the quality. A security camera, judging by the angle. Older technology was harder to control than newer tech by far, so she missed wiping old cameras on a pretty regular basis."Definitely. What do you think their name is?"

"I think I’ve seen them before, though she’s always blurred. I mean they…it could be a guy to." Crap. I almost gave myself away. "My brain is frid right now…I’m not thinking straight." He hoped she’d accept that excuse. "I’m sure their name has something to do with their powers…whatever they are." Eren wasn’t sure what her name was. He really didn’t pay much attention to her.

Armin quirked an eyebrow at Eren, silently debating over his fumble. Was he actually screwing up or had he seen her up close before but wanted to hide it? “Yeah, I agree with you. But they look small and petite with narrow shoulders, so I’m guessing either a girl or smaller dude. I’ve got nothing concerning their powers.” She sat back, pocketing her phone. Thankfully, the backlash from her abilities was beginning to fade, lessening the hammering in the front of her skull.

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"Try advanced engineering applications. It sucks, especially when you’re soldering circuitry boards instead of a written response." Armin pulls open the fridge, grabbing creamer for her coffee. "Black, like your soul." She pitches her voice low, then laughs."It was this or a sports bra and boxers. You’re welcome."

The blonde sits down next to Eren, covering a yawn with the back of her hand. “What’d he do this time?” Immediately, Armin recognizes the scene. It was right before Hunter knocked her over as a crook shot at them. That earned her a scrape down her left forearm. Unconsciously, the blonde rubs the still-raw injury. She’d erased all of her imagery from the cameras, but it always seemed like her range just fell short of one phone or security camera.

"What do you mean what’d he do? You act like he’s some bad guy. Says here he stopped a robbery. That’s cool, right?" He asked her, sipping his coffee. He’d done much more than that. A robbery here, a house fire there…he was just doing the best he could to clean up the streets. He felt like it was his responsibility given the abilities he had. It was also enjoyable to do nice things…even if it left him exhausted. 

There wasn’t much on him, just another spotting, and with that the news went to politics. “Politics…that shit’s boring. Government is probably the dullest class I have…” He never took it in high school and was paying for it now. 

"I mean, what’d he do as in who did he go and save or whatever. I’m not denying he’s done good." This is one of the times Armin was glad only a few knew of Technus, and even fewer have seen her up in real life. She’d be legitimately surprised if the media managed to grab some footage of her that wasn’t a silver-green blur or highly pixelated.

"Yep. Too confusing." The blonde was cut off by her phone ringing, signaling a text. Flipping it open, she examines the over excited message from Sasha and taps on the link, taking her to a somewhat grainy shot of Hunter, with Technus half out of the frame. "According to Sasha, another person’s been spotted working with Hunter." Armin kept her voice flat and uninterested, which wasn’t hard when she was dead tired.

"Really?" Eren replied, feigning shock. Eren knew who she was talking about. Someone with a green outfit and powers he didn’t quite understand. He was a feeling she didn’t like him much, even though as Hunter he never did anything to her. It wasn’t like he was cocky or anything, so he didn’t get it. He even apologized when he’s accidentally hit her…it wasn’t his fault. She just got in the way sometimes.

But Eren was growing lost in his thoughts, and he knew he had to come back into focus. “I thought Hunter was the only one out there right now. But I guess if he’s got help that’s pretty cool.”

"Yeah. Check it out." Armin hands him the phone, blowing the image up to full screen. Thankfully, the image was nondescript, just showing Technus as a blob of silver, green, and blonde with no way of identifying even the gender of the person. This must’ve been an older camera or a cheap one, given the quality. A security camera, judging by the angle. Older technology was harder to control than newer tech by far, so she missed wiping old cameras on a pretty regular basis."Definitely. What do you think their name is?"

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"Try advanced engineering applications. It sucks, especially when you’re soldering circuitry boards instead of a written response." Armin pulls open the fridge, grabbing creamer for her coffee. "Black, like your soul." She pitches her voice low, then laughs."It was this or a sports bra and boxers. You’re welcome."

The blonde sits down next to Eren, covering a yawn with the back of her hand. “What’d he do this time?” Immediately, Armin recognizes the scene. It was right before Hunter knocked her over as a crook shot at them. That earned her a scrape down her left forearm. Unconsciously, the blonde rubs the still-raw injury. She’d erased all of her imagery from the cameras, but it always seemed like her range just fell short of one phone or security camera.

"What do you mean what’d he do? You act like he’s some bad guy. Says here he stopped a robbery. That’s cool, right?" He asked her, sipping his coffee. He’d done much more than that. A robbery here, a house fire there…he was just doing the best he could to clean up the streets. He felt like it was his responsibility given the abilities he had. It was also enjoyable to do nice things…even if it left him exhausted. 

There wasn’t much on him, just another spotting, and with that the news went to politics. “Politics…that shit’s boring. Government is probably the dullest class I have…” He never took it in high school and was paying for it now. 

"I mean, what’d he do as in who did he go and save or whatever. I’m not denying he’s done good." This is one of the times Armin was glad only a few knew of Technus, and even fewer have seen her up in real life. She’d be legitimately surprised if the media managed to grab some footage of her that wasn’t a silver-green blur or highly pixelated.

"Yep. Too confusing." The blonde was cut off by her phone ringing, signaling a text. Flipping it open, she examines the over excited message from Sasha and taps on the link, taking her to a somewhat grainy shot of Hunter, with Technus half out of the frame. "According to Sasha, another person’s been spotted working with Hunter." Armin kept her voice flat and uninterested, which wasn’t hard when she was dead tired.