Honestly, it was the culture shock that paralysed Levi. Standing there in the doorway after being ushered out of the clinic, steely blue-grey eyes staring vacantly out at the bustle of the City before him. The taxi that pulled up honked its horn, trying to get their attention; however, Levi was in shock. Sure, he'd been outside of the Wall's before but there was nothing like this on the other side. It was a little too much to take in.

Standing there in his paper gown, people pushing past him like he was a statue, while all he could do was utter a sound at what he was seeing. The buildings, the vehicles, the sounds and the smells of a City, all completely alien to anything he was used to.

"...What the fuck is all of this?..."

Levi had only been here for a short while, and already he was getting himself into trouble with the SIN Guards.

It happened when he refused to kneel instead of taking a seat. Some Dominant tried to tell him his role and asked him to do as was expected. That, of course, didn't go down well with him. The only person he obeyed was his Commander, a man who, against all odds, managed to convince Levi to join him in the military in exchange for immunity from prosecution. What did this guy have to bargain with? Jack shit, that's what.

So there he was, standing with a SIN guard on either side of him, one who happened to be sporting a busted nose and Levi with a fat lip, a baton shoved into his side as a warning to play nice from now on. It must have looked amusing, the 5"2 Soldier, scowl on his brow, and two rather defeated-looking 6-foot tall SIN Guards escorting him, 'helping' him find a seat beside a respectable Dominant.

Ha... Good luck.

"Which one?" Levi asked his assigned partner as he held up two tails for the kite, despite having not assembled it yet. CONTROL and EDGE. He had no idea that they were related to certain kinks, he simply picked two words that made sense to him, control because of his role in the military and edge because it made him think of blades and swords (he'd probably be mortified if he realised what he'd picked, honestly!) Shoving the tails at his partner before looking around. Levi was good at team exercises; the Survey Corps almost always had a plan and worked well together, never mind the fact that he was a Captain of his own squad. But this felt different, like all the pairs were their own little teams; it was far too intimate for him.

"What's the matter, can't get it up? Here. Give it here." Holding a hand out as he flipped a little switch on the 3D Menouver Gear harnessed around his hips, a puff of compressed gas hissed out as Levi readied to launch himself up into the air, kite in tow with hopes of gaining an edge over the rest of the couples with how fast and hight he could send their effort soaring.

Being the clean freak that he was, Levi's nose (while not as skilled as Mike's) was very sensitive to scent. He found perfumes and floral fragrances, while nice, could easily overwhelm and overstimulate him to the point of migraines; whereas something that others might not mind as much, appeared to be vile and irritating, like fermented fruit or dust heated up by the sun. So the fact that his sense of smell seemed to be playing up was more noticeable to the mini Captain than usual.

What he found most baffling was that despite himself, Levi found he was rather fond of certain smells, smells he couldn't quite put his finger on and ones that he simply had to pursue the source of before he could settle. Walking down the street, meandering and weaving through the people he passed, scowling at them as he turned his nose their way. In and out of stores and public buildings until he finally came nose to face with the culprit.

"Oi, you. Know it off already." His surprisingly stern voice called out as he tried to get the stranger's attention. "You've had me running all over the damn City looking for you. Knock it off already."

[ ooc note: Levi's main negative personality trait is Introverted and his positive trait is Compassion. Happy for you to pick if Levi is going to be introverted, compassionate or if it will affect the Dom/Sub element instead! ]

All he was doing was standing there, watching the wind chimes as they swayed and moved in the breeze. The sound of them reminded him of smaller versions of the bells they had back home, ones that would ring to alert people of a Titan attack or Wall breach. His mind wandering, lost in those thoughts, as whatever effect started to take over him.

It was as if nothing had changed, until someone approached him and Levi found himself feeling different, more intense.

This place. This technology. It's like something straight out of the forbidden books some people used to hide.
It doesn't feel real yet. Being here. Without them.
I can't be the only one from a backwards society. I can't be the only one who's never seen a building as big as a tree or a cart that moves without a horse. Can I?

[ ooc: Toss me whatever starter you like, doesn't even have to be one of the prompts, it can be a random encounter or whatever! Feel free to pm me if you want to plot something or whatever, too! I'm always up for plotting. ]