[ He's always been prepared to die. Since they took his father away, since he entered military training, since he joined the Survey Corps--it could have been at any of those points that Erwin had resigned himself to death. But he hadn't expected to die like that.
Still, he is not dead now, and there is work to be done.
He'll try to keep his group together, even if the going is difficult for them when the 3DMG is more a burden than anything, and he himself is weighted down with a satchel filled with the extra gas cannisters they've been conserving over the last few months. But there is no telling how long this draft will last, and if they run out of gas, they are left without their primary weapon.
The blades are good and sharp, at least, made for slicing deep through Titan flesh, and they serve to cut cultists well enough too. While Erwin prefers to avoid bloodshed, he sees when it is necessary; they are quite literally fighting for their lives, and cutting down enemies is a grim necessity.
It's a blessing when they are able to breach the city at last, and the gear can do what it is meant to do. He leads his group high along the buildings, finally in more familiar and advantageous territory. They'll be moving frequently, fighting only when necessary just as at home, watches set up when they can find brief hours to rest. Erwin doesn't. Rest, that is. Or, rather, he can't. He examines multiple bodies over the course of the day, both civilian and enemy. His face is stony and unreadable, as dour as during any expedition beyond the walls. Any expression beyond a clenched jaw and deep-set frown will be difficult to wring from him. ]
day three.
[ The search for the bomb is on, but that isn't all Erwin is looking to find. Though discovering the bomb's whereabouts is the most pressing issue, and the one he, like others, is concentrating on, he cannot fail to use this situation for what it is worth. He has the chance here and now to talk to others from outside his own enclosure--from outside the system entirely. It's a wealth of information that simply can't be wasted.
To that end, most of the day for him will be spent in a secluded room, guarded as he discusses relevant matters with as many cultists as they were able to capture during the night--under extreme duress on their part. It's a grim and gruesome process, but it gets the job done, and eventually the bomb's location is known--not only by them, but by others, too. Only then does he send Levi away to join the group attempting to retrieve it, instructing him to capture rather than kill anyone who seemed important. Erwin desperately wants to speak to these people, to anyone related to the bomb who might be able to give him more information than the cultists he'd already wrung information from.
They succeed, but there is little point in washing the blood from his hands. ]
day four.
[ Yesterday's achievement with the bomb means little when they could still be wiped out by the Third Party's forces at any moment. Erwin will be attempting to make sure this is not the case by doing what he does best: making plans and giving orders. He'll be working with others to create and implement defensive strategies, though everyone's hope hinges on the arrival of reinforcements from Luceti. He knows as well as anyone that they won't last without them. ]
Erwin [days 1-4]
[ He's always been prepared to die. Since they took his father away, since he entered military training, since he joined the Survey Corps--it could have been at any of those points that Erwin had resigned himself to death. But he hadn't expected to die like that.
Still, he is not dead now, and there is work to be done.
He'll try to keep his group together, even if the going is difficult for them when the 3DMG is more a burden than anything, and he himself is weighted down with a satchel filled with the extra gas cannisters they've been conserving over the last few months. But there is no telling how long this draft will last, and if they run out of gas, they are left without their primary weapon.
The blades are good and sharp, at least, made for slicing deep through Titan flesh, and they serve to cut cultists well enough too. While Erwin prefers to avoid bloodshed, he sees when it is necessary; they are quite literally fighting for their lives, and cutting down enemies is a grim necessity.
It's a blessing when they are able to breach the city at last, and the gear can do what it is meant to do. He leads his group high along the buildings, finally in more familiar and advantageous territory. They'll be moving frequently, fighting only when necessary just as at home, watches set up when they can find brief hours to rest. Erwin doesn't. Rest, that is. Or, rather, he can't. He examines multiple bodies over the course of the day, both civilian and enemy. His face is stony and unreadable, as dour as during any expedition beyond the walls. Any expression beyond a clenched jaw and deep-set frown will be difficult to wring from him. ]
day three.
[ The search for the bomb is on, but that isn't all Erwin is looking to find. Though discovering the bomb's whereabouts is the most pressing issue, and the one he, like others, is concentrating on, he cannot fail to use this situation for what it is worth. He has the chance here and now to talk to others from outside his own enclosure--from outside the system entirely. It's a wealth of information that simply can't be wasted.
To that end, most of the day for him will be spent in a secluded room, guarded as he discusses relevant matters with as many cultists as they were able to capture during the night--under extreme duress on their part. It's a grim and gruesome process, but it gets the job done, and eventually the bomb's location is known--not only by them, but by others, too. Only then does he send Levi away to join the group attempting to retrieve it, instructing him to capture rather than kill anyone who seemed important. Erwin desperately wants to speak to these people, to anyone related to the bomb who might be able to give him more information than the cultists he'd already wrung information from.
They succeed, but there is little point in washing the blood from his hands. ]
day four.
[ Yesterday's achievement with the bomb means little when they could still be wiped out by the Third Party's forces at any moment. Erwin will be attempting to make sure this is not the case by doing what he does best: making plans and giving orders. He'll be working with others to create and implement defensive strategies, though everyone's hope hinges on the arrival of reinforcements from Luceti. He knows as well as anyone that they won't last without them. ]