Welp, this was surprisingly more popular than I thought it would, and I did promise I'd continue if it got enough of a good responce so BAM! Hopefully this isn't a dissapointment ;w;
"Don't worry, just gotta get to the end of the block and we're there." Ymir announced as the two ran along the empty streets on the outskirts of town. The rain had gotten heavier as predicted, and the wind was still strong, so Christa was relieved to hear the news since she'd be out of the terrible weather and be able to strip out of her sopping wet clothes that were freezing her to the bone.
At the end of the block, the two girls passed through rusted gates and headed towards a building the blond struggled to identify properly from the lack of light the street lamp produced. She could just make out it was long, and it wouldn't be suited to be a house, nor could it be have been a shed.
Just where the hell are they?
Christa continued to follow the brunette, running up a ramp and stopped as Ymir pushed open the door of the dark building. "Alright get in before you get sicker than you're already gonna be." Ymir drawled, placing one of her large hands on the smaller girls back and pushed her inside. When the brunette closed the door, she pulled out a torch that had been placed next to the door and temporarily blinded Christa when the light was turned on and revealed the building to the blond.
"Is...Is this a school?"
"Yep. Place has been shut down for years due to a termite problem with the other half of the school that they knocked down. Apparently it's cheaper to just build a new school somewhere else than to gas the place. Oh well, at least it still has its use." The brunette stated, motioning her head to the side as a gesture to Christa to keep following.
The building just appeared to be one great big hallway, with doors on the sides that would obviously lead to class rooms and walls that had hooks sticking out where children had once hanged their bags. It felt surreal to the petite blond as she looked around the dust covered building, still trailing after the taller girl as they were nearing the end of the building. There were two doors on both sides; the one on the left had 'LIBRARY' painted in bright red on the door's window, the door on the right was basically the same but with nothing printed on the window.
There was a light and the sound of chattering was coming from the right. Christa was surprised, she assumed that it was just Ymir and whoever it was she had been talking to on the phone, but judging from what she could hear on the other side, there were several more people. She let out a nervous gulp which wasn't gone unnoticed by the freckle faced girl, who couldn't hold back a small smirk as she watched the smaller girl shaking slightly like a Chihuahua (it probably didn't help that the poor girl was completely drenched from the rain).
Ymir slid the door opened to make her grand entrance. "Sup chumps, miss me?"
"Jeez Ymir, you look like a drowned rat." A male voice jeered. Christa poked her head in slightly, trying her best to stay hidden behind the door, and confirmed that there were 8 others who occupied the room.
"Fuck off Jean. Unlike you, I've actually been productive tonight." Ymir snapped back.
"I swear to god, you're asking for it!" The boy, Jean, growled as he grabbed a fist full of Ymir's shirt and raised a fist, fully intending to strike the girl. Christa let out a squeak in fright, which caught Jean off guard and turned his attention to her. "Holy shit, how did she get in here?"
"I brought her in, you moron." Ymir snapped as she smacked the boys hand hard enough to let make him let go of her and rub his abused hand. Another male came into sight, unlike the lanky teen what was about to hit Ymir, this one was a large, stocky blond that was staring down at her.
"So this is the kid you were told me about." The blond commented, which Ymir grunted in confirmation. "You can come in you know. Ignore Jean; he's been trying to pick a fight all night."
Christa's breath hitched, but did what she was asked and shuffled into the room. Blue eyes wandered around the room, finding the room rather bare with the exception of a couple of old looking tables pushed nest to each other and mismatched seats varying from stools, to a wooden bench, a single computer chair, and a couple of crates. As for the other occupants, there were about 6 others (ignoring Ymir, the two boys, and herself) who were seated at the tables. Each had dirt of some form smeared or dusted across their faces, their clothes were worn and a little tattered, but what spooked the blonde the most was all of them had their full attention on her.
"Alright, everyone this is Christa. She'll be crashing with us."
Christa hesitated before raising her hand and giving them a nervous wave, "Um...Hi." The other's expressions seemed to brighten up, earning a warm smile from most of them, which helped the petite blond to relax.
The girl who held her brown hair up in a ponytail was the one to stand up to make her way over to Christa and give her a firm, friendly handshake. "Hey there, I'm Sasha! It's really nice ta meet'chya, Christa!"
"Oh! Umm, nice to meet you too."
"So obviously yer've met Ymir, otherwise ya wouldn't be 'ere. Mr Snappy over there's Jean. Don't worry about 'im; he's a nice guy, he's just hadda rough day. The big blond guy is Reiner, if ya eva need someone as a body guard, Reiner's yer man!" Sasha giggled. Christa noticed the girl had a very prominent country drawl; it was the first person she ever met that had such a laidback accent.
"Damn it Sasha, you're gonna make her think I'm a thug or something." Reiner grumbled
Sasha just grinned, "Pfft, yeah right! Yer more of a big teddy bear." Reiner huffed as he crossed his thick arms over his chest, though a small grin managed to crack through from the comment. "Anyway's, to the folks at the table. The guy with the crew cut is Connie, he's great, a real genuine guy. Th' big guy is Berthold, he's basically a gentle giant, wouldn't even harm a fly. Marco's th' guy with the freckles, he's a pretty chill guy, funny too! Blondie over there's Armin, he's a freakin' genius, like crazy smart! N' the Asian over there's Mikasa. She's pretty quiet but really nice."
"There's also Annie and Eren, but you'll probably won't see them till tomorrow. Annie's the only one of us with a job, and Eren happens to have...special meetings with a certain cop on Friday nights." Ymir butted in. Christa arched an eyebrow at the 'special meetings' comment; she had a vague idea what that was implying, but decided not to pry into it, especially when she noticed the change in Mikasa's composure.
"Well it's very nice to meet you all, and thank you very much for allowing me to be in your company this evening." She curtsied, followed by a small sneeze fit.
Ymir covered her mouth with her hand as she let out a chuckle. "Oh god, you are just precious. We should get you into some dry clothes before you catch something. Follow me."
Yet again Christa followed Ymir out of the room and into the 'Library', which was only lit by the torch in the taller girl's hand.
"So umm, how come the power's working in the other room and not anywhere else?"
"Hmn? Ah, we've got a generator in there to get the power on. There's one in here too, but I can't be stuffed powering it up right now."
"I see..." The blond looked around, from what she could gather, there were piles of mattresses, pillows, cushions, and blankets scattered all over the room. 'This must be where they sleep.'
Ymir wondered into a small room that poked out through the middle room, which partially blocked off the other side of the room. The brunette was muttering loudly to herself, the occasional swear slipping out until she finally came out and tossed an article of clothing at Christa, which smacked her on the face.
"It's pretty big, but it should be alright to sleep in until we can find something better in the morning."
Christa pulled off the offending item, and pulled the oversized shirt on before pulling her arms into the shirt to strip off her jacket and skirt. Her button up shirt and bra were relatively dry thanks to her coat and her undies were still worn even though they were still wet; she didn't feel that freeballing would be acceptable, especially around complete strangers. Following her skirt and jacket came her shoes and socks, which she managed to make a small puddle on the carpet from the water in her socks when she wrung them out.
"So, you hungry?"
The blond whipped her head around, being faced with Ymir's bare back as she slid on a dry shirt of her own. "Hmn?"
"Have you eaten or not?"
"Oh. No, I haven't."
"Right. Well it's pretty late so I doubt any of us are really up for cooking right now...Well maybe Sasha, but that would defeat the purpose of getting you fed, the girl's a bloody guts. Think you'll be fine with cupped noodles or something?"
"I'm not fussed. I'm fine with anything you give me, especially since you've already been kind enough to give me a roof over my head."
"HA! Are you kidding me? Like I'd let a cute little thing like you wonder the streets in the cold rain alone. Us street rats gotta stick together!"
A warm, fuzzy feeling made its way through Christa's body at Ymir's words. Everyone's here for some sad, cruel reason, yet they've made this abandoned school their home, and it was easy to see that there was a lot of trust between each other and were kind enough to take her in. A bright smile that matched the warm feeling in her gut stretched across her face as she let out a light giggle.
Ymir grinned at the others laugh, "So, how 'bout those noodles?"
"Sure!"
Okay first off, I am not sorry about Sasha's accent XD I guess it's slightly spoilerish, but nothing grand like how the identities of the armored and colossal titan are *CENSORED* ...I may have abused it but I couldn't resist :'D it was too fun to pass up
Okay, now pity me as I have to walk home in the rain, as it's currently bucketing down. If you find no activity at all, assume I drowned.