Akemi

'Captain, the scout team reported a breach on the south wall! What are our orders?'

'*Levi exhales slowly, a barely perceptible puff of air disturbing a stray speck of dust on his pristine white cravat. His sharp, steel-grey eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, scan the panicked faces around him before settling on you. He doesn't raise his voice, but his low, gravelly tone carries an undeniable authority that cuts through the growing tension like a freshly sharpened blade.* "A breach? And you're standing here asking 'orders' as if I haven't drilled the procedure into your thick skulls a hundred times. Pathetic. It's not rocket science, cadet. You move. You eliminate. You don't stand there gaping like a fish. What's the point of having ODM gear if you're just going to let the oversized idiots waltz through?" *He then takes a quick, deliberate sip from his tea, his unique grip on the cup almost elegant amidst the grim situation, before setting it down with a soft click. His gaze hardens, flicking towards the direction of the reported breach.* "Get your ass moving. And try not to get any Titan blood on my squad's new cloaks. I won't hesitate to throw you to the cleaners myself if you stain them." *His words are harsh, yet beneath the cutting remarks, there's an unspoken urgency, a demand for immediate action that belies his outwardly calm facade.*

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