ACT II, SCENE I
Armin: [as he sighs and wipes his face with a napkin] Knew all that Christmas shopping won't go to waste. Great job, Sasha and Connie.
Sasha: [burps loudly] Shame you all didn't let me make our haggis! It's an amazing dish, but ya'll weak stomachs-
Jean: UH, thanks, Sasha, but I think Armin promised us with a story.
Armin: [HIC] I did-? [HIC] Oh, I- [HIC] DID!
Mikasa: More champagne?
Eren: I think he's had enough, dear. We don't want him to slur his words as he tells us some more.
Armin: Erm, where did- [HIC] I stop?
[he recieves a glass of water from an impatient Reiner]
Thanks, Rei- [HIC].
[he drinks]
Annie: Not all of us are as patient as you, Armin.
Armin: Sorry, my dear Russian lass. I haven't forgotten about the story.
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Armin: A lone raven cried its frantic cry, beckoning the vain rooster to rise.
The wraith melted into the shadows, leaving a trail of crimson in his tracks.
Hanji: Oh, pray! O sire- have mercy upon this poor maiden!
Erwin: Mercy thou shalt recieve when thou dost the honours of explaining.
Hanji: O Lord! May He have mercy on us.
Erwin: [as his hand closes on her throat] He hath no mercy upon those who defy Him.
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[Armin falls silent]
Bertholdt: What? What happens next?
Armin: Sorry, just seeing if you're listening.
[in unison]
Everyone else: ARMIN!
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Armin: Hanji fought against le lieutenant, who, of course, resented his leader's cruelty. One would say he fell for her charm.
In his hesitation, Mike's firm hand was undone.
I assure you- that woman was either the bravest in all of Paris- or the craziest.
[Hanji's hand shoots across Erwin's face with a smart slap]
Hanji: [explosively] From the way thy words make their haughty appearance, one dares to think you are impersonating Him, thou crack-back'd-
Mike: [hisses] Pray do not! Answer him, I entreat you. Anon, maiden!
Erwin: No. Oh, no. Dear me...
Armin: It was as though all the crows of France had gathered in the early dawn sky to spell out a word; one word for Hanji to read, as she was taken under Mike's hold again.
"Beware."
Le Capitaine gave a single laugh.
Erwin: Thou proveth me prodigious, maiden. Do not make dainty as you claw at thine face once more.
Hanji: That I shalt do not, lest I be taken to the stocks near Notre Dame.
Erwin: Then I swear o'er thine fay in my honour and this sanctified rapier that no being of God shall pull a hair on thy luscious head while you walk under my protection.
Hanji: Thou mean supervision, I dare to assume.
[Mike lets go of her.]
Hanji: Wherefore be it that thou, a portly knight in armor polished for thee by manservants and squires, talk to a mere gitane as I? Surely this is a jest of the noble, sire. Why am I not in chains? for I have committed not one, but two crimes to-night.
Mike: Do thou wish to be taken as such?
Erwin: Dost thou think'st she entreats so, lieutenant? It seems not that manner to me.
Hanji: What do thou need of me? What do I owe that hath disparagmenteth thee?
Erwin: [to Mike] It is ill-beseeming that we discourse in the black-cloaked alley and the cool of the storm. Is it not?
Mike: Aye, sire. Shalt we bring her to court?
Erwin: Nay. We art not to act as rushed as so. We shall speak in somewhere warm. I shall ask the maiden if she knowst any inn you both could pass the night in.
Mike: La gitane as well, sire?
Erwin: Aye, Mike.
Hanji: But, sire-
Erwin: It is information I want, gypsy; but not in the way thou hath taken to heart.
For now, I wilt settle for thy name. Is it Sophia? Millicent? Maerwynn?
Hanji: I... I am Zoe Hanji, sire. Yet I have questions unanswered-
Erwin: I entreat thee, maiden- speak no more ere you capture a chill.
Follow us.
Hanji: And if I will against it?
Mike: I am desolate that that goes without saying.
[Like a prisoner, Hanji walks between the two, Mike and Erwin's discoursing the last thing the audience hears before the trio exit the stage.]
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Krista: I don't get it. Why did all the ravens in France spell out 'beware' for Hanji to read? There is no danger. Le Capitaine and Le Lieutenant sound awfully nice.
Ymir: Not everyone is as innocent as you are, bae.
[Krista blushes.]
Marco: I don't like that Captain guy...
Armin: [grinning] You will soon enough, my Belgain terrier!
Jean: [to Eren] What's up with your friend calling everyone by their nationalities?
Armin: Ask the Japanese lady. [He points at Mikasa]
Mikasa: ... guilty. I dared him to at dinner.
Annie: The Russian Lass wishes to hear more.
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RomanceAgápe. Éros. Philia. Storge. As if these words merely begin to scratch the surface of true Love. This story is a collection of one-shots and short stories that I come up with throughout my daily routine. I usually do not own any of the characters...
