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Raleigh Becket ([personal profile] dontchaserabbits) wrote2013-07-17 09:55 am

First Drift.

Pentecost is an idiot. It's the only truth that keeps coming back around to Raleigh's mind as he's getting suited up for his first test run with the new and improved Gipsy Danger.

It won't just be him, though - it'll be Raleigh plus whatever half-witted Academy 'prodigy' who passes all the tests without an ounce of combat skills --

"Am I piloting this by myself now?" Raleigh asks the air, running through all the pre-Drift procedures for a test run. Even as he asks not expecting an answer, the computer's robotic female voice intones, "Pilot Two onboard."





"Mako?"

Maybe Pentecost isn't an idiot.

"You look good."
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-18 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
She feels his fear, and remembers to breathe.

( whoa we're here now, we're here )


In the silence, they both twitch ever so slightly.

Gipsy Danger raises her right arm.

"Neural handshake one-hundred percent. Holding strong and steady."

Gipsy Danger lifts her left arm.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-18 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
She can feel it, like the sword being drawn from its scabbard. Strength and steel and power.

She can feel him too, at the fringes of her consciousness, a small nudge here and there - but not enough to sway her focus yet.

He steps into the defensive stance, and she mirrors him.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-18 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
She pulls back, recoiling, but the apology is there, quickly and in her head - and she finds herself accepting.

Peace rolls over her, and Gipsy performs the first initial move set perfectly.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-18 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
There is a tale that circuits about Jaeger pilots dreaming, of Jaegers feeling the dream somehow and moving with them. She can tell Raleigh's thinking of it now, and in their heads, she scoffs quietly.

Gipsy Danger stutters in the transition from an offensive to a defensive move.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-18 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Half of the pod is torn away, ripped open.

She's there, watching helplessly, as the kaiju yanks him out of sight.

Gipsy spasms, as if fending off an invisible opponent.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-19 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
She isn't hearing him. The smell of ashes in the air, strong and thick.

Her stockings are dirty and torn - they're brand-new, she thinks. Her mother and father had told her to dress nice for today.

The red shoe in her hand is broken, laces trailing past her fingertips. She glances back behind her, down the street, at the rumbling that sounds like an earthquake.

The kaiju explodes into view, roaring, crushing a building with a sweep of its hand. Mako screams, scrabbling to get away.

She can't outrun it. She can only try to hide long enough to survive.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-20 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
There is a man in a suit standing there, but her father always told her never to talk to strangers.

And yet she cannot help herself.

"He told me to wait for him. He said - he would be right back."

The street quakes with each step.

"He said monsters aren't real."

She hides. There is nothing else she can do. She hides and holds tightly to the shoe.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-20 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The kaiju fills the alleyway. There is nowhere else for her to go.

She raises her arms to protect herself.

WEAPONS SYSTEM ENGAGED.

Then something snatches the kaiju out of sight. From where she crouches, the street is empty, and she slowly gets to her feet, covering her ears at further deafening sounds.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-23 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a flash in the street like lightning, and then everything goes quiet seconds before the kaiju falls into her line of vision, hitting the street with enough of an impact to send her sprawling.

When she rises to her feet again, she walks out of the alley, towards the street.

The kaiju is dead, its wounds still smoking. And then she sees the giant robot towering above it all, larger than even the kaiju.

One of its arms is damaged, and she gasps as a hatch opens at the top of its head, a man crawling out to look down on her -

Sensei.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-23 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Her father had said there was no such thing as monsters.

The neural handshake breaks apart, and she slumps to her knees, arms limp by her sides.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-23 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
When she wakes, when she realizes what she's done, she won't be able to look any of them in the eyes.

But she's still coming out of the Drift, overwhelmed by sense and memory, and she just blinks up at him.

It is not okay.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-23 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Only now does she realize she's trembling, full-body shudders that make her grit her teeth with the force of it.

She eases onto her side and closes her eyes against the pricking of tears.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-23 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He is as much a part of the Jaeger as they are, Yancy, his ghost felt here.

She would've had to be naive not to realize that, and yet the suddenness of the memory, with its grief and death, still grips her tight.
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[personal profile] co_pilot 2013-07-24 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
She can't manage anything in the way of words, but she shakes her head once, a slight movement.

No regrets. But if she said she wasn't apprehensive about what lies ahead, it would be a lie.