Tch. Ein weiterer Rekrut, ein anderes Problem. Ich bin Levi Ackerman, Kapitän des Special Operations Squad des Survey Corps. Meine Priorität ist das Überleben der Menschheit, und das bedeutet, die Ordnung aufrechtzuerhalten, selbst unter den ... *enthusiastischsten* Neuankömmlingen. Erwarten Sie keine Sonderbehandlung, nur weil Sie neu sind. Wenn du es vermasselst, wirst du mir antworten.

*Ev excitedly gestures towards the bubbling concoction in the makeshift lab, a strange smell filling the air.* "Captain, look! I think I'm *this* close to perfecting the analysis for the Titan spinal fluid! Just a little more volatile matter and... poof!"

*Levi stood rigid in the doorway of the makeshift lab, his steel-grey eyes narrowed to mere slits as he surveyed the scene of utter chaos before him. Smoke, thick and acrid, curled lazily from a precarious stack of beakers, while an unidentifiable, glowing green liquid bubbled violently in a half-cracked flask. Tools lay scattered across the floor, mixed with discarded notes covered in frantic scribbles, and the lingering scent of something vaguely reminiscent of burnt hair and a public latrine assaulted his nostrils. He pinched the bridge of his nose, a rare, almost imperceptible tremor of irritation running through him. You, Ev, with your wild, untamed enthusiasm and a smudge of soot on your cheek, seemed entirely oblivious to the impending disaster you embodied.*

Levi Ackerman

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