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Raphael Leroy

"I aspire to be more then fate has decreed, what's in a name?"

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a character in “Before the Fall”, as played by TomorrowsHerald

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- Amber, "Darker then Black"

"I aspire to be more then fate has decreed, what's in a name?"
Rise - Origa


Name: Raphael Leroy

Age: 18

Position: Recruit






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Identification


Appearance: I am a Leroy through and through, if you have noted my uncommon hair color and brown - yellow eyes. It is tradition for our family to dye our hair green, it has been for centuries - even before we came to these walls. Generally speaking, I like wearing bright colors; blue or red. I realize these are termed "Here I am, kill me" colors by some but just because I like these colors does not mean I am going to ware them outside of my own affairs - there are uniforms about you know. I am 5.6 feet in height, years of training have left me with a some muscle mass but an overall healthy weight (after you get over the taste of military food, it's actually pretty filling... then again, that might just be my appetite suffering)



Personality: I am not sure where to start, it's rather difficult to summarize and brand the essence of an individual. I would like to say I am fairly easy going but I am not sure if that's really a part of my personality, or just a refreshing change from the "stiff upper lip" I have to put up with at home. I can't say I am very open though, maybe I am paranoid but trust just does not come naturally to me and I struggle to accept new faces.

Maybe it is a poor trait, but in a family which has been systematically targeted by the establishment for generations; maybe it is a healthy shot of realism - anything to survive. It does not mean I am a total bitch about it, again I am generally easy going with "commoners" and I like to say I am a positive person but that would be hypocritical. In truth, my positive happy outlook is a bit of a sham, a mask designed to keep my true identity safe from harm. I have worn this mask for so long that I am no longer sure who I really am, I used to be a stuttering idiot with no confidence and socially inept... maybe I am still that weak. To the rest of the world however, I think I put up a strong face - maybe a bit clownish, but when your social skills are such a mess, you can't be picky.

I became a soldier mostly to escape the establishment's black listing of my family. Sure, I was denied several times until I was accepted and my scores in training tests have been "magically" reduced when it mattered, but that's nothing compared to the alternatives. I do not know what will be my fate but so far I have felt more alive with "commoners" at my back then at the noble court. So long as I trust my comrades and they trust me, I can honestly say I do not mind dying in the line of duty (though I rather I don't of course!). Maybe at least if I die fighting the enemy, the name of the family will be if only just a little bit more on the path of restoration




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Military Evaluation


Strength:


* Keen eye for precision strikes, particularly in ranged attacks
* Higher then average skills in tactical planning
* Calm or at least contained under pressure, failing that she hides her thoughts well
* Proud of being a soldier, her naivety could be endearing if she wasn't really that idealistic
* Knows how to speak "noble stiff upper lip" and haggle proper merchant style
* Well educated, better then many nobles too because of the broadness of her studies
* A wiz at finances, record keeping, short hand and the like. She still is a Leroy and that's what they do

Weakness:

* Lack of street smarts or real outdoors experience
* Very average at close quarters and not very adaptable or sharp in such situations
* Prone to over think situations rather then solve them immediately
* She still is a rookie so she hasn't really faced a Titan before
* Proud of being a Leroy noble and a bit arrogant about it (thinks she has some big destiny)
* Rarely says what she is really thinking, used to wearing a 'mask', dishonest
* Paranoid, she suspects and looks for deception and fears assassination


Background


I can't really tell my tale without telling the story of my family so here it goes. The Leroy family is old, our family was among the founding nobility of modern civilization and we have been involved in the society inside the walls ever since. I will not speak of our great shame and dishonor for it is a troubled and deeply private story, but suffice to say though we remain a part of the nobility we have long lost our status and political power. For the past century, my family has struggled to survive the results of this shame against numerous enemies who seek to remove the Leroy name from history. We have suffered greatly, many administrative and prestigious posts are barred to anyone baring our name and whenever one of our own succeeds to gain power; he is often eliminated politically or physically.

We have learned to be modest but proud, we do not go looking for attention or trouble but we certainly do not cower down and accept our fate. I was born to this life, I should not complain much since at least the mud on my name prevents my family from setting me up with an arranged marriage like all those normal noble families. We have become half noble and half commoner in our identity since our opportunities are so very limited. Many are traders, but I have taken up soldering where I hope to make my own fate.

I do not know when I made the decision, it was a slow process. When I was young I remember watching some of the trainees train near one of the training bases near my families manor. I would escape to observe the training, desperately bored out of my mind from private teachings of economics, law and civic regulations. Overtime as I came closer to the required age, it just seemed like the natural thing for me to do so when I could join I did. My family wasn't very pleased but they accepted my decision and saw the merit of having some of us prove the worth of our name as protectors of humankind unlike most of the nobles who stick to the inner walls and do nothing at all for the public good.

I have trained hard, I might not be the best of my training regiment but I am not far behind to the top 10 in the rankings. Years of training have come to and end, I have not been able to make it into the military police - a prestigious role I won't be at all surprised if someone with a bone to pick with my family muddled with the final scores to prevent a Leroy from gaining. I do not know what will be my fate, but I will do all to prove them wrong - prove that a Leroy can finally amount to something after so many years of hardships


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So begins...

Raphael Leroy's Story

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It all began one fateful night..few Garrison soldiers slummed around a local tavern as the Walls were quiet as ever. A surprised shout came from one of less intoxicated soldier as the keening noise of 3DMG steam being released broke the stillness of the once typical evening. Moments later a flock of hooded soldiers flew gracefully as possible. Graceful doesn't always mean silence it seemed as a stern voice snarled out orders as one hooded figure slammed harshly into a home.

"You idiot! Pay attention this is not a training session. Damnit Reigi why exactly did you get on your knees and beg for my humble self to let you on this mission!" The scolding figure had a feminine tone despite possibly breaking the peaceful dreams of citizens, who stuck out curious heads at the noise. Another blustered voice "Don't just stand there you drunks! After them, we were not given warning of training protocols tonight!" came after the female as the captain who was supposed to be on watch noisily spewed out his drink as the hooded figures climbed the Wall inch by inch.

Eventually the group reached the peak of the Wall, the vast outside world miles below and beyond them. "Ma'am. We may have warned a few Garrisons members. Please keep casualties to a minimum, and by that I mean none of coarse. I do not want to fill out paperwork if we get caught." The young adult remarked as he quickly picked up the pace, striving to evade any time-consuming misinterpretations. A huff of air came from the supposed leader as a calloused hand gripped the hood of the young speaker, icy blue eyes furious "Paperwork! Bloody paperwork is what you are worried about Reigi! Not our heads..if we...". The leader's furious rant was cut off at the screeching sound of metal leaving its casing as it seemed for once one of the squads in Garrison was doing their job that evening. WATCHING THE WALL! The air filled with scent of gunpowder as a bullet zipped passed the group, narrowly missing. A shaking youth who had fired the shot called out "Halt! Lower your hoods or we will be forced to shoot!"

Reigi clicked his tongue as he traced the path of the round, starting at the the barrel of the rifle, and finally ending embedded within cobblestone. "See? Per example, these guys will have to fill in paperwork pertaining to their damaging of the wall. Oh, look out!" He called out as he lurched back from another round, "They shoot, then they warn us?! Make sure we find some pupils who are at least two times as competent as these lackeys." The female let out a small laugh before lowering her hood slowly revealing a shock of blonde hair "Define competence Reigi..forgive a whore for being able to comprehend such a vast dialect". One of the blonde's fellows opened his mouth before retrieving a blow to face with a cane, blood dripping off the wood "Rhetorical question..Cadet Finn...Now if you kind boys would allow us to pass.".

The shaken youth merely shook his head with an affirmative no, as a strong hand clasped his shoulder as a mustachioed captain barked out "Squad Captain Denova, what in blazes are you doing! This is in direct violation of Section two.five...-" The boy quickly raised his hand, cutting the man off mid-sentence. The act itself failed to fit the theme, given the detrimental situation they were in, "Well, actually, it's also part of Verse Six of Section Seven, as well as Verse Three of Section Twelve... And a few others... I should stop talking, shouldn't I, Lilith?" The boy asked his commander innocently, uneasily rubbing the back of his neck. Lilith merely ran a tried hand through the younger's head, pulling on his hair slightly before deadpanning "Yes. Please save it that bullshit for the trial..and that paperwork you will be doing..".

Several clicks of muskets broke the moment as several Garrison soldiers surrounded the five man squad. Well four considering one was currently on the ground dazed from the blow.."This was an act of Freedom..not defiance. We do surrender and demand a trial to explain ourselves..Oh apologies to your squad". The captain merely twitched in anger at the sarcastic statement before snarling "Don't just stand there you idiots! Clasp these traitors in irons!". A few unlucky souls managed to get struck in the gut by a rouge cane all the while a distressed Reigi attempted to calm his irate Commander.

So these are the Wings of Freedom. Days passed after the infamous capture of the rouge squad, still rumors flew in barracks of those words and that attempt of so-called Freedom.

Court-martial..a word that can send even the bravest men shaking in their boots. Those effected by it are dead men walking when it comes to those who go AWOL especially with military property. Think of the chaos that would come about if criminals and scum got their hands on the 3DMG. All these were scalding arguments as the two leaders of the failed "Wings of Freedom" incident were prostrated before the court. A grizzly-looking judge' grey eyes raked over the duo before speaking "You! Squad Captain Lilith Denvova and Sergeant Reigi Taku are being charged with the crimes of unlawful operation of military gear, trespassing...".

His eyes connected with the blues of Lilith before drawling out the last word "Assault on a Cadet Finn..by your hands Miss Denova." A shrill voice came from the crowded courtroom in the public section "Do not forget the disruption of the peace! One of those idiots broke one of my windows on my house! Don't you bigwigs teach your lackeys how to operate that flanged gear!". The slamming of a mallet halted the rant as the judge called for order. "Since this is a trial, I am required by the power invested in me..to ask this. How do you plea?". There were a few swears of disgust at the facade of the trail..clearly the ringleaders were guilty. The silence was broken as a boisterous voice echoed from the stands "See here maggots! This is what happens when you break our laws! DO NOT BREAK THE LAWS OR I WILL..!". The voice belonged to one Drill Sergeant Wilson who had decided to take his graduating recruits on a 'Field Trip' of the joys of the military court.

Once again the grizzled judge called for order with a narrow glare at the..eager drill sergeant.."This trial will resume by this afternoon. You are dismissed...Take them away". A pair of bailiffs roughly escorted the duo away as the Drill Sergeant barked out "Now discuss the meanings on this trail as part of your assignment. Don't give me any lip of your 'graduation' I still own your worthless hides until this day is over!"


There were those within the pile of recruits that had heard of the rumors. The message that the doomed squad had attempted to start. Now if only something would change the clearly guilty verdict..a change in fate?

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24th Training Squad

"If you can't crawl you walk, If you can't walk you run!"

Final Cadet Scores

1st - Lucy West (248)
2nd - William Russell (244)
3rd - Mike Flint (241)
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9th - Harold Alexander (219)
10th - Maggie Johnson (217)
11th - Raphael Leroy (216)
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The crowd of eager cadets amassed with unconcealed excitement around the newly posted scores. Normally this spot in the training camp was reserved for silent congratulatory nods and clenched fists, however with the newest paper baring the final scores of this graduating squad, nobody was keeping their thoughts private.

Nobody but one green haired cadet, who was visibly clenching her fists.

To the young woman's left, a lightly toned and blond haired girl known as Maggie Johnson basked in her achievement and snickered at her green haired rival, who had been her rival throughout training. Privately Maggie was relived, she had feared the Leroy would best her. Though she would never admit it, Maggie knew that Raph' was consistently her better, at least the final tests had pulled through for her.

To Raphael's right, a thin shaded and brown haired man gazed almost apologetically towards the green head. He had hoped they could join the Military Police together. Formally the dead last of the squad, Harold Alexander owed a lot to his friendship with the Leroy. Despite his thoughts on the matter however, he would not give up his right to join the Military Police, the son of simple factory laborers didn't get chances like this often.

The crowd stood cheering, handshakes and even embraces where exchanged, After several minutes the crowed began to disperse, eager to use their remaining break to get some breakfast from the Naffi before closing.

Raphael remained standing where she was, she was not angry at Alexander, he had proven to be more talented then her ages ago. She wasn't even angry at Maggie, however she knew she was better then the squad's 10th's and was wise enough to look beyond just pride and smell the rat where there clearly was one. Even Alexander would have called her paranoid, but the Leroy knew that the back room dealings against her family where more then conspiracies. She had seen Maggie's performance in the final test, it had been good but not brilliant, someone had messed with her scores.

"Fuck them, Fuck me, Fuck everybody" Said the Leroy quietly to nobody in particular.

For the remainder of the day, the graduating squad was taken on several tours around the capital city. The normally exemplary behaved Raphael Leroy shocked her comrades and trainers for consistently wondering off or chatting with one or more of the usual trouble makers when they all should have been silent.

Raphael continued chatting with number 19 (score wise) of her class, who happened to share her on-off interest in economics as they walked into the Military Headquarters Zone on their way to the Military Courts.

"...I must say I don't agree with you Tom, the demolition of the old cavalry corps training area won't reduce the housing prices. Those 40,000 housing units will be brought up and sold to the land barons, land so close to the center will never go cheap. Even if you where to subsidize the cost, you would end up reducing the housing prices in the suburbs sharply, causing chaos in the housing market for no long term gains..."

Oye brats what the bleeding hell do you think you are doing! Stand at attention maggots! Shouted Sergeant Wilson who had finally caught wind of the whispered debate as he explained the Military Court system. The cadet called Tom shuddered and tried to come up with an excuse, but Raphael beat him to it.

"Sir yes sir!" she said standing at attention "We where discussing the results of the demolition of the old cavalry corps training area, and the new residential area which would replace it. Tom argued in favor of subsidizing prices to help the housing crisis and I argued in favor of breaking the monopolies of the house renting market".

Wilson blinked twice, taken a back for a moment before going back to this dill sergeant persona

Hear that? We have a housing crisis! Said Wilson expecting nervous laughter from the other cadets, but most where too shocked by the Leroy's sudden and out of character outburst. Embarrassed, Wilson turned back to the two cadets and ordered them to "give him 20".

Tom and Raphael got on their hands and "did 20". Once they where done Wilson turned to the Leroy and asked her "what she had to say about the housing market now".

Raphael blinked casually, seemingly unconcerned with the situation. "I take back my earlier statements sir" she said much to Wilson's satisfaction before continuing "State housing subsidization may be required in the renting market".

Wilson now red face ordered Raphael to give him 30 and then another 15 and may have given her more for her cheek had it not been the squad's turn to enter the court rooms.

The squad didn't see much of the proceedings, but it was clear that the defendants where in it to the neck. Raphael did not really pay attention, but was amused by Wilson's deceleration to "NOT BREAK THE LAWS OR I WILL..!", a contradiction if there ever was one.

Her amusement did not go unseen by her drill sergeant.

As the defendants where dragged out of the court, Sergeant Wilson continued his trial commentary; "Now discuss the meanings on this trail as part of your assignment. Don't give me any lip of your 'graduation' I still own your worthless hides until this day is over!" Turning towards Tom and Raphael with an evil grin "Since you two are so concerned with the housing market, I am giving you some hands on experience. Prison cleaning duties until the trial is reconvened, and I still expect you to turn in your assignment on time before tonight, dismissed!". Said the Sergeant and left to arrange his ingenious "supplementary educational experience".

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The cells of the courthouse was as damp and unwelcome as ever, although not vacant like normal. A man appeared to be attempting to catch some dreams before facing his own trail..or the hangman's noose. Regardless the noisy protest of the metal cells and muttered insults dripping from their jailer's mouth would make such an opportunity impossible. Lilith merely smirked as her eyes caught the emblem of the other captive's somewhat shabby attire, "Seems the higher ups are not shying away from herding back their sheep, don't you agree Reigi? I must admit, I haven't heard anything about new friend here. I wonder what his story is?". Her questions were answered by the loud clang of a baton on the cells as the gruff guard growled out "Keep your nose out of other people's business. 'Sides this pup here is a deserter apparently none too bright given his rambling about the Outside...".

The smirk on Lilith's face merely widened at the mention before directing her attention at shabby stranger "So my friend..were you perhaps one the shyer supporters of our little group?" . Gesturing to herself and a silent Reigi who knowing her young friend was prepping a mighty speech for his fight for freedom. Unfortunately, it seemed that the courts were against them and would hear their testimonies individually, politics and flowery prose was not Lilith's strong point. In fact her heart began to speed up slightly at the thought of having to fight figuratively for her life..for once not with physical action. Running a hand through her hair out of habit as the trio sat together in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. The sounds broke the silence of steps coming down to the cells as the head guard merely grunted in acknowledgment of the two newcomers. Spring chickens given the nervous, but curious expressions on the trainee's face as the guard rumbled out "Right you two brats just stand watch while I escort her Highness to the court..Don't you go making nice with this lot either. Worthless traitors the lot of them, if I had it my way I would string them up no questions asked".

The jingling of keys and the cold clamps of the shackles were placed on Lilith's hand as the woman's face betrayed no emotion. Her eyes widened with slight surprise as the appearance of the cadet's was interesting to say the least. A chuckle escaped her as green hair was the rarest sight in the city. Was it dyed or natural? All these questions occupied her mind until the loud and condemning doors of the courtroom broke the train of questions. Her judge was the same from the hearing, now if that was a positive or negative was in the dark. The courtroom was much less crowded now that the initial excitement had died down in the public at least until the verdict was read. Only a few officials stood by including a nervous-looking Finn, his Lieutenant and a complete stranger, clearly military by the looks of it. The banging of a gavel silenced the few bits of side-chatter as the bearded judge cleared his throat and read the charges.

"Squad Captain Lilith Denvova, this is your chance to defend yourself in the eyes of the jury. Are you prepared to answer any questions regarding this matter?". The blonde merely nodded a silent yes as the judge continued rambling "Then, please Miss Denvova by all means present your defense without the shackles if you please". The guard grumbled as the restraints came unlocked as the blonde cleared her throat "Your Honor, my acts of treason are being viewed as an arrogant and selfish act. However, my main purpose is pure and for the good of humanity. We as the protectors of the weak need to keep moving forward in hopes of changing this bleak present we find ourselves in. Humanity cannot cower in fear when there is a chance for progress!". The entire speech was boldly spoken, despite the faint tremor in Lilith's hands remained long after her words.

The judge's face remained passive, but jotted down a few notes on the paper before him before turning his attention to the nervous Finn and rumbled out "Cadet Finn. Your acts of treason are being reduced in exchange for your testimony. Will you please stand and give your statement and your involvement with the accused?" Cold blue eyes locked into the pale green ones of her former comrade in arms as the man stood "Miss Denvova, was the leader of the attempt and she..persuaded me...through means I care not to mention." A sharp intake of breath came from Lilith as her hands clenched before hissing out "If you are implying I seduced you to join my cause. Then state it bluntly you traitorous bastard!". The nervous man cringed and stepped a bit closer to his bodyguard before squeaking out "I just meant, her actions in the past have not always been in the best morals..given her history..". His words came out as the end as a yelp of pain as a fist collided with his face by a furious Lilith who was quickly restrained by the guard.

Blood flowed freely from Finn's nose even onto his bodyguard before howling out "You crazy bitch! You deserve whatever happens to you, goddamn whore." There was brief struggle as Lilith thrashed in an effort to be released from her guard's hold "This is why I hate spineless cowards like you. The second things aren't bloody sunshine and rainbows..eunuchs like this moron bleat for mercy. What exactly will happen if Titans ever do break through the Walls! We need a plan to keep progressing as a society. I speak only for the good of Humanity, and my temper is a flaw I must bare with on my own. But please believe me, I did form the Wings of Freedom with just that in mind. To be free from the fear of Titans." A bitter smile appeared on her face "Even when I first emerged from the Underground and saw the wide open sky for the first time..I knew I had to be there to protect it. Either as a whore or a solider, I hold onto that promise..". Her head bowed in exhaustion as her emotions flowed freely as her fate was pondered over by the judge. After a minute words came from the elder "Thank you for your defense Miss Denvova. As for your current actions against Cadet Finn, they shall be stricken from the record due to the irrelevant attack on your character...".

As quickly as it occurred, the hearing had ended with a single dismissive wave from the judge. The cold damp greeted her body like a lover would sinking through her clothes as the pair descended back into the cells. An unusually quiet Lilith merely sat on her cot and leaned against the wall with tightly shut eyes. Would these cells halt her wish for freedom?

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Right you two brats just stand watch while I escort her Highness to the court..Don't you go making nice with this lot either. Worthless traitors the lot of them, if I had it my way I would string them up no questions asked. Said Wilson to the two cadets, Raphael was taken aback by the relative "gentleness" of the training Sergeant. She noted the arrival of the judge and entourage and understood that even Wilson had to keep his voice down sometimes, he certainly did not look happy so the Leroy decided she would make his unhappiness her point of sunshine for the day.

Tom however seemed to want nothing more then to pass this experience without being seen, however even he could not fight his own curiosity once the hearing began. Raphael quietly nudged him, trying to reinforce her comrade's confidence in what was after all a situation of her creation and responsibility. Tom nodded slowly and seemed to relax a bit.

Whatever Raphael expected from this hearing, this wasn't it. Though the judge's entourage was quite judgmental and vocal about it like Wilson, the judge seemed neutral, though the Leroy suspected it was just 'the act' of the profession. What really took Raphael aback where the words of the 'traitor'.

My main purpose is pure and for the good of humanity.We as the protectors of the weak need to keep moving forward in hopes of changing this bleak present we find ourselves in.

Was this an attempt of the accused to save herself and her comrades from the gallows?

Was this just an act?

What did it even matter!? These people where going to die, painfully and dishonorably. Their tender necks would snap against the rope just like their politics before eager crowds which would shout and jeer at them for their trouble. Several Leroy's had met the rope since... the event... so long ago.

Such was the order of things, thought Raphael pulling herself out of the uncomfortable chain of thought. The idealists where condemned to be forever persecuted by the realists. Realism could not tolerate hope for change or the disappointment of failure. Realism was simple; protect the walls and humanity would be safe, Raphael could work with that.

Humanity cannot cower in fear when there is a chance for progress!

Fear... was that what idealists thought of the realists? Could they not see that humanity had fled the Titans for a reason? That there was no prospect of survival outside the walls? Why where they not content with living out their lives in safety or by making it safe for others?

This is why I hate spineless cowards like you. The second things aren't bloody sunshine and rainbows..eunuchs like this moron bleat for mercy. What exactly will happen if Titans ever do break through the Walls! We need a plan to keep progressing as a society.

Raphael blinked carefully as the realization dawned to her... the idealist had just become a realist, what would happen if the Titans ever broke the walls? No that was impossible... or was it? Was she just as much a coward as these men, content to live a safe life behind these walls, or was she being true to her loyalties and duties to its protection?

The hearing had ended minutes ago, but Raphael was still going through her head trying to make up her mind. She did not get the opportunity to quietly reflect as Wilson approached her and Tom with brooms, buckets and Squeegee in hand. Raphael gulped, he had been serious about those prison cleaning duties after all.

Right then maggots, you have an hour to get the main hall of this section cleaned up. Remember next time you decide to be insubordinate, you might find yourselves on the other side of the bars. Get to it!

It only took half an hour for the two of them to clean up, only the prison cells remained dirty but Raphael could hardly ask the guards to open these up and let her clean them for the sake of her perfectionist spirit.

Tom sat down, reading a book about banking as they waited for Wilson to return. Raphael thought to eat the chocolate bars she had brought with her but she didn't have an appetite. She felt herself being drawn to the prisoners, they where unlikely to ever taste the sweet dark substance again so Raphael pulled the two bars hesitantly out of her pocket hoping they hadn't melted too much.

"Um...hello, I thought you might want some chocolate, I do not have any need for it. I only have those two bars so you shall have to share them between you. You have about fifteen minutes before the guards return to this area... please return the wrappers to me once you are finished; I don't want to explain their presence to the sergeant. " Said Raphael quietly, she had actually kept track of the guards lazy patrol of the prison. The guards in the prison entrance nearby hadn't budged so far so she wasn't concerned about them.

"I hope you do not mind my asking but... did you really mean what you said to the judge? Is it even possible to survive outside the walls? Why did you go go rouge? what where you trying to accomplish? What happens.. if you are executed for your actions, who will fight for your views then?"

Raphael hadn't intended to ask so many questions, she blushed slightly embarrassed by her lack of composure and could not help but smile slightly.

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Since the moment they had taken their positions again in the courtroom, Kael had been steadily dozing off. Indoors was no place for him, put him atop the wall over civil service any day. Add the procedure and drawn-out staleness of a legal proceeding to the matter...

A sharp pinch on his shoulder brought his senses flaring back to him, accompanied by the icy glare of his lieutenant. Resuming his count of the ceiling tiles as the old men bickered and berated the woman on trial for who knew what. Soon enough, Finn stood as he was addressed and Kael watched curiously, still unknowing of why exactly Finn was here in the first place. Finn was dumb, that Kael knew from firsthand experience, but a traitor seemed a little extreme. Leaning over to his lieutenant briefly, he whispered to the man, "I didn't know being stupid was a traitorous offense..."

As much as the lieutenant tried to keep his features untouched by the comment, Kael could see the slight curl of his lips as the man tried to force his smile back down. "Go back to sleep..." the man countered. With that, Kael could only shrug, only moments before Finn went flying back, caught quickly by Kael as Finn turned and splattered blood on his uniform. Guards were on the woman instantly, pulling her away while Finn shouted back from the comfort of his position now behind Kael.

"This is why I hate spineless cowards like you. The second things aren't bloody sunshine and rainbows..eunuchs like this moron bleat for mercy. What exactly will happen if Titans ever do break through the Walls! We need a plan to keep progressing as a society. I speak only for the good of Humanity, and my temper is a flaw I must bare with on my own. But please believe me, I did form the Wings of Freedom with just that in mind. To be free from the fear of Titans."

The words made Kael stop his attempt at helping Finn retain his bearings as blood still freely flowed from his nose, instead, releasing the man completely to watch him crumble to the floor. The woman was right. Her credibility may have been tarnished at the branding of a traitor, but the logic and reason in her words--as well as the useless nonsense against her from Finn--couldn't be ignored.




The cell door clanged shut as the guard locked it and walked away, leaving Kael alone in front of Finn, iron bars separating the two. "Go ahead and laugh at me like everyone else..." Finn said quietly, sounding defeated inside his tiny cage. "All I ever wanted was t--"

"I really don't care." Kael interrupted him, his words cold. "I'm just here to make sure you got to your cell without interruption. Not to listen to your confessions. I'll get one of the priests if that's what you want." Kael pushed himself off the wall where he had been leaning and took a step back to the entrance before pausing to look at Finn over his shoulder. The man was defeated and broken, there was nothing left to be said. Kael sighed. "You may not like it, but she was right. A little more spirited, but all the same. If you believed in her just say it and take your punishment as it comes. There aren't enough humans left to drag each other down in an attempt to climb over them."

Without waiting for an answer, Kael made for the exit. He was instructed to put Finn down another branch of cells, away from the woman specifically. As he neared the exit, he found himself staring into the bleak hallway leading to the woman's cell, and then walking toward the corridor without any thought. As he neared the corner leading to the final row of cell blocks, he paused as voices echoed off the stone walls.

"....did you really mean what you said to the judge? Is it even possible to survive outside the walls? Why did you go go rouge? what where you trying to accomplish? What happens...if you are executed for your actions, who will fight for your views then?"

Kael froze at the corner, realizing it was those same questions he had meant to pose to the woman. Curiosity got the better of him and he decided he wanted to hear the answer to the question without the ability to think or evade it based on his appearance. Leaning against the wall once more, he waited.