Mikasa Ackerman (
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And I thought they smelled bad on the outside
(In retrospect, maybe it wasn't the brightest idea trying to climb this mountain while a blizzard warning was in effect. The warnings were obvious and it's not like Mikasa ignored them at all; in fact, it's what had her decided to prepare that much more through thicker coats, climbing gear and the like.
But prepared as she may be, the weather was still garbage. Strong winds, lucky if the temperature hits 0* Fahrenheit...and yet she kept trudging forward. It's tradition that she make her way up to the peak, one that she and her parents shared for as long as she can remember. Now she makes the trip alone, even more determined to complete it because of that fact. It's reckless and even downright stupid, but she has to try, Mikasa tells herself. For their sake...
Of course, a year's a long time between these annual treks; that's plenty of time for things to change or certain individuals to make said mountains their home...)
But prepared as she may be, the weather was still garbage. Strong winds, lucky if the temperature hits 0* Fahrenheit...and yet she kept trudging forward. It's tradition that she make her way up to the peak, one that she and her parents shared for as long as she can remember. Now she makes the trip alone, even more determined to complete it because of that fact. It's reckless and even downright stupid, but she has to try, Mikasa tells herself. For their sake...
Of course, a year's a long time between these annual treks; that's plenty of time for things to change or certain individuals to make said mountains their home...)
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(The banter does help keep her mind off of the cold some, but only so much. Her arms tense as the frigid reminder of her own human resistances leaves her wondering how much more resistant to the weather the dragon is.)
Not when the climb has worn me down this much...
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[He knows humans can be stupid thrillseekers at times, but even this is a bit much given how bad this storm has gotten.]
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It's an annual tradition for my parents and me to climb this mountain. They were travelers and this was their favorite location; mother would swear that the best sunrises and sunsets were at the peak. They took me along one day when I was little and came to enjoy it as much as they did.
...They were killed in a mugging a few weeks ago. I may not have had the chance to say goodbye, but I know they wouldn't want their remains in a cemetery. I'm going to bury their ashes at the mountain peak so they can always be someplace special to them...and somewhere I'll visit every year.
Of course, the blizzard makes this almost impossible, but I'm not about to let that stop me.
(Except that it did and here she is, freezing and waiting for her clothes to dry while confiding in a dragon who only partially doesn't want to eat her.)
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[He never said he was the most tactful or, dare I say, emotionally competent dragon. It's a miracle that he has yet to say something more offensive than he already has.]
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(Honestly, she was expecting something more offensive than that. Calling the gesture stupid, laughing in her face...there's still time for it, she supposes, and she still braces herself for it.)
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[He doesn't really care, persay, but he just can't understand why she'd risk so much for something like this, sentiment or no.]
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(The girl is silent after the accusation. For all of her skill and determination, Mikasa can be pretty reckless when she's emotionally charged. What happened is still fresh in her mind and she tried to work through it as best she could, power through this one task and take some proper time to figure things out afterward.
Of course, she doesn't have much of a choice now. She's made quite a bit of progress during a blizzard and either progressing or going back both sound like bad ideas. This might've been avoided if she were patient, but damn if she doesn't get headstrong sometimes.)
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...you might wanna take a step back, real quick.
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(Not that she waits for an answer before complying, getting up and moving out of the way as best she can. It's a bit unexpected, coming out of the drawn out silence. Still, at least he's tolerating her presence. That's more than she expected.)
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You'll die with a wimpy fire like that. Just sayin'.
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...Thank you.
(He still helped and that's more than what she was expecting. She'll worry about the damage after she's taken advantage of the stronger flame. Her bag was untouched and she can set a few things to help it last a little longer. Worst case scenario, she can toss her coat in there, too.)
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Don't worry about it. That's got character now, too.
[He can't really talk though, as someone who doesn't wear clothes.]