bertall: (Our lives are a motherfucking joke)
Bertolt Hoover ([personal profile] bertall) wrote in [community profile] ohmyarceus 2017-05-12 05:20 am (UTC)

[Reiner, to his credit, puts the brakes on as soon as Historia moves. He may be able to break through solid rock like it's nothing, but the only thing he would do is knock Bertolt over with a very gentle nudge with his nose or by accident. He'd never trample anyone on purpose. Though he may be stopped, it's not enough to keep the deep rumble from inside his chest at bay, nor is it enough to keep the warning steam from creeping from his mouth. He sees you, big scary green girl! There are less freckles and she is much bigger and more green than he pictured from Bertolt's description, but he sees you!

Bertolt on the other hand is nearly flung forward, but it's only thanks to bracing one foot on the back of his Aggron's forearm that he doesn't. Still, he ends up hitting his head against the plating on his back, and-- Oh, that's going to bruise later. It's like trying to ride a smaller, rowdier Armored Titan with less shoulder room. He's okay, give him a minute to catch his breath here--]


K-Krista--?

[--Oh, no. He sees that steam. Bertolt reaches his hand down and hooks his fingers along the inside of the Aggron's upper jaw and yanks up - it's nowhere near enough to hurt him (Bertolt would have to be a much bigger Aggron to do that), but it's enough to get those red-gold eyes to focus on him rather than Ymir.]

Reiner. Back down.

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