sweeptheleg: (we know you want to break down)
Annie Leonhart ([personal profile] sweeptheleg) wrote 2014-09-19 03:21 am (UTC)

[ Annie remembers her recruitment well, in part because it had been so damn surreal. Sometimes, she thinks she might be one of the very few that understood to some degree just what she was getting into.

She knows, at least, she's in the rarest group, though she's not sure how large it is. She is one of the absolute few that want to be here. She knows this just as truly as she recognizes that such people had to be the most loathsome.

And it's funny how even with that fact out there that this was the one place that, while being herself openly and as honestly as she's able, she is still considered somehow a member of humanity.
]

they gave me a job to do. i needed one.

they gave me a place. i don't have anywhere else i can be.


[ She can't even say 'home' anymore. Here, Armada gives her a chance and what she makes of it is entirely her own doing. For the first time in her life, she can make those decisions. It's the one reason that she didn't force herself to push past her selfish wants and end the Survey Corps as the opportunity arose. That mission was gone now, supplanted by her new tentative loyalties that existed only so far as a young woman trained to be a deep cover mole, saboteur, and murderer could develop them. ]

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