Hange leads the way, pausing to key in their destination. She does it quickly. Hange visits home in the Enclosure regularly.
"Eh... one hundred years ago, titans drove my people into the walls. You'll see them. Relentless foes of humanity, who regenerate swiftly from wounds... the nape is the weak point but only the nape. Slice off their head, and it'll regenerate within a minute and a half, usually."
Going deeper into the Enclosure spits them out in... a small-ish area, made smaller by makeshift walls erected around. These walls look like canvas stretched over wooden frames. They wouldn't stop a loose titan, but they keep rubberneckers off.
Sawney and Bean are about as restrained as it's possible to get, collared in multiple ropes attached to frames surrounding them, literally pounded full of enormous nails, in places nailed to the ground. They are hot, hotter than humans, and as Jacobi gets closer, the heat increases and Sawney and Bean shift to eye approaching potential prey. Their faces are disproportioned but recognizably humanoid, and draw naturally into smiles, like a baby seeing someone it likes. They don't have nipples. They don't have genitals. There's a smell to them, a hot, wet, and sulfurous smell.
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Date: 2021-08-03 11:12 pm (UTC)"Eh... one hundred years ago, titans drove my people into the walls. You'll see them. Relentless foes of humanity, who regenerate swiftly from wounds... the nape is the weak point but only the nape. Slice off their head, and it'll regenerate within a minute and a half, usually."
Going deeper into the Enclosure spits them out in... a small-ish area, made smaller by makeshift walls erected around. These walls look like canvas stretched over wooden frames. They wouldn't stop a loose titan, but they keep rubberneckers off.
Sawney and Bean are about as restrained as it's possible to get, collared in multiple ropes attached to frames surrounding them, literally pounded full of enormous nails, in places nailed to the ground. They are hot, hotter than humans, and as Jacobi gets closer, the heat increases and Sawney and Bean shift to eye approaching potential prey. Their faces are disproportioned but recognizably humanoid, and draw naturally into smiles, like a baby seeing someone it likes. They don't have nipples. They don't have genitals. There's a smell to them, a hot, wet, and sulfurous smell.
Hange shadows Jacobi.
"Don't get too close..."