petra-pebbles:

_{“You did what?” a small chuckle left her lips at the thought of the blame being placed on someone else shoulders.}

_{Shaking her head a little she could only thank Mikasa for getting her out of trouble.}

_“Thanks”

_{“Well, no… There’s no need for thanks.” After all, all she did was put the blame on poor Sasha. Poor, poor Sasha. (And yet for some reason she doesn’t feel all too remorseful.) “It wasn’t my place to do that.”}

petra-pebbles:

_{“Oh my, the corporal is making her eat my burnt stew from the other night?”}

_{“Well, yes… Because I told him that she’s the one who burnt it instead.”}

_{“–I’m sure by now he already found out that it was a lie. But I suppose it’s too late now.” Honestly, she was a bit more perplexed as to why there hadn’t been any consequences to her bluff yet– apart from what Sasha’s received on her end, that is.}

petra-pebbles:

_{“What was that noise?”}

_{“–Ah, that was Sasha crying in the dining hall. Corporal Levi told her she had to eat the burnt stew from the other night… She’s still upset about that, I’m afraid.”}

petra-pebbles:

_{A heavy sigh left her lips as she collapsed onto the chair in defeat, she could not find the folder anywhere, eyes lit up at the offer of help, a big smile spread across her face as she nodded.} 

_{“I’d love some help”}

_{Nodding faintly, she moved over to where the other had been stationed at just moments ago; and, taking a quick glance over at her senior as if for confirmation – she wouldn’t want to accidentally open any folders and uncover private information not meant for the newer recruits like her to see, simply out of respect – she then reached out to reopen the drawers and began filing through the first few files in front.}

_{Not a few seconds later, however, she paused.}

_{“–Ah. What does the folder look like?”}

petra-pebbles:

_{“Ah… Mikasa eh you haven’t seen a folder lying around have you?” scratching the back of her head Petra began to hunt for the said folder she had lost. Hands fumbled through drawers in hopes to find this little folder full of documents.}

_{“Ah. No, I haven’t…” Eyeing the other’s movements as she continued her search within the drawers, she was about to ask about what sort of folder she was looking for exactly; though she decided against it for now and chose to ask a different question beforehand.}

_{“Would you like me to help find it?”}

petra-pebbles:

_{“Ah, I must have misplaced it… The Corporal will kill me if I don’t find it”}

_{She had been but a mere passer-by amongst the few soldiers moving about their businesses within the headquarters– but as a pondering voice reached her ears, obsidian grey eyes shifted towards her senior. Her curious gaze lingered on the other’s form for a fleeting moment, before lips parted to speak.}

_{“… Excuse me. Do you need help?”}