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Location: Valparaíso Shatterdome, Chile.
Date/Time: February 15th-28th.
Summary: The first shipment of recruits into the new Jaeger Academy program arrive. Some are staggered throughout the month, but they all have the same basic greeting. Here you are, there's where you sleep, here's what you wear, get going.
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The Shatterdome didn't look futuristic, swatches of metal and concrete transforming a portion of the harbor into five enormous bays. Nevermind that only two were currently in use. The stark greys stand out against the colorful face of the city, a hulking monolith that's been carved into the face of the city that had once upon a century been termed the Jewel of the Pacific.

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[counterattacked]

No, like most everything that lands them in hot water, this is all Eren's doing. In his defense, he'd never asked the two of them to follow him into the program. But they had anyway. And here they are.

He hisses something sharp in protest when Mikasa whacks him under the table, and he meets her glare balefully. But he gets the message, if a little late. Rangers and drill sergeants and the like are easy for him to remember to defer to. He'd looked up to them for years, they carry with them a sort of weight. Odd and spindly bowtied science types take a little bit of getting used to. Luckily, Armin seems to be handling the talking for the moment. He bites his tongue long enough to wait for an explanation that makes sense. If one is ever going to be forthcoming.

"White? You mean your coat?" Well, maybe he doesn't wait that long. The labcoat is the whitest thing on this guy. And, amending that— "Sir?"

[overeducated]

"Color matters a lot." First and foremost, with something like offense directed toward the girl (absurd as compared to the black-haired boy's rudeness, perhaps, but), though the blond distracts him handily enough.

"Pink -- pink, that's a very good point, a very good point indeed, thank you. Pink. Yes, I can work with that." A happy hum, tea raised toward Armin in a gesture of gratitude, smile appearing soft and easy. Overall, with question at rest and all three of them watching him, he seems to relax, shoulder drooping and tea raised for a quick sip.

After, back straightening, pep once more infused in his voice, "It's doctor, by the way, not sir. Doctor Smith, to be precise; who are you all, hey?"

[counterattacked]

...Yeah, that doesn't make it make any more sense at all, and mostly the ramble just earns more curious staring as the Doctor fiddles with his tea. Pink. He gives Armin a quick look, as if it will clear anything up. Why.

"Doctor?" an echo and a distant frown, head tilted slightly as he turns his attention back to the man in question. This time he manages to actually answer the question posed to him in good time.

"Cadet Eren Jaeger," there's been a lot of introductions today, and he's getting used to it. He'll let Mikasa and Armin handle their own. "What sort of Doctor?"

[prioritized]

Mikasa frowns when chastised, but leave it to Armin to make amends where she and Eren both fail. She still doesn't get why its such a big deal, or why he would ask a handful of new recruits for their opinion on it.

The doctor seems pleased enough with Armin's answer, and the topic is dropped but if it's so important, Mikasa can't help but belatedly amend a third option, speaking from behind a glass of water raised to her lips, "You could always use both dyes at once."

Then, as an afterthought, "Cadet Mikasa Ackerman."