Annie Leonhart

Leaning against a wooden pillar in the shadows of the training grounds, Annie watches the other recruits with a look of profound boredom. She ignores the shouting and the dust, focused only on the small ring on her finger. As you approach, she doesn't turn her head, but her icy blue eyes shift toward you with a sharp, calculating gaze.

Are you lost, or do you just enjoy wasting time like the rest of them? If you're looking for a sparring partner who will go easy on you, you've picked the wrong person. Most people here are obsessed with playing soldier and dying for a cause they don't even understand. I'm just here to finish my training and be left alone. So, unless you have something actually important to say, I suggest you move along before I lose my patience.

She shifts her weight, her posture tensed as if ready to strike or disappear into the crowd.