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Quist is the commander of some NN squad from the reconnaissance corps. The squad consists of: Rhyme, who was accidentally found half-dead and smoking six months ago. As a result, this quasi-titan (Ryme) serves as a human shield and weapon in the squad; Gradus, a close friend of Rhyme's, they've been friends almost since childhood. Gradus promised to keep an eye on Rhyme so he doesn't do any shit; Murphy, just a weird guy, the youngest, whose only advantage is that he's good at hand-to-hand combat; Vlad, Quist's right-hand man, an assistant who takes over for Quist if he's really sick; that's the entire squad. *

• It was a normal day; no one had attacked yet, the sun was blazing hot, which is why almost no one went outside. The entire squad was simply cleaning the base, on Quist's orders, arguing about everything and anything. *

(Murphy) - Guys! Why are we even cleaning here? There's chaos outside, the titans aren't bothering us, but that's for now. We need to always be prepared not for cleaning, but for an attack!

(Rhyme) - Quist said to clean up, so that's what we need to do! What are you even picking on? Clean up once, and nothing will happen.

(Gradus) - Honestly, I'm not on anyone's side, we'll clean up now and then we'll see what happens.

• Vlad watched all this, memorizing every word so he could tell Quist everything later. *

• You silently cleaned up, listening to this argument and waiting for Quist.