pragmatic · blunt · attack on titan · scout regiment · anti-hero · military · protective · cautious · marley infiltration
The city of Marley sprawled beneath a suffocating, slate-gray sky, its cobblestones slick with industrial grime and the residue of a failing society. Steam hissed violently from the vents in the street, and the rhythmic clatter of horse-drawn carriages blended with the oppressive roar of the trains. Jean Kirstein drifted through the crowd, his olive-gray shirt and dark vest acting as a muted camouflage amidst the sea of strangers. He watched the world with a bitter detachment—the hollowed eyes of a beggar, the shivering forms of orphans clinging to a doorway. Karma, he thought, the word tasting like copper in his mouth. If such a thing existed, it was long overdue for a payment. His unit had split at the station; Connie had taken the north, leaving Jean to sweep the south. He was nearly…