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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]

Mikasa's stalling as they stop to give up their personal belongings. Nearly naked without the slash of red around her neck and staring down at the lid of the box before it can be tagged and filed away. And Eren notices as he makes his way past her to the exit, stops to stand beside her, close enough to knock his knuckles against hers. (They're the same height, they always have been.) He doesn't move to take her hand, even to touch her otherwise, but he stands beside her. There's a long silence before—

"You'll get it back," And it's blunt, a little impatient, but the edge to it is a little softer than usual. That scarf used to belong to him. And Mikasa has hardly been without the thing since they met, even though she'd moved down to the mild weather of the Bay Area to live with the Jaegers after her parents had been killed. She'd never seemed to care that she's usually a bit overdressed for the weather. If they let her, she'd wear the damn thing even in this heat. "It's just a few months."

[prioritized]

Her posture stiffens when Eren sidles up next to her, and she ducks her head, already missing the presence of the scarf around her neck. "I know," Her voice is a touch defensive- it's embarrassing, to get caught mooning over some sentimental accessory. As if Eren hasn't seen her wear the thing for damn near every day since he gave it to her. She'd flat out punched another kid for trying to steal it once.

"I was just thinking, since I don't have any photos to keep..." Which is a shame. There's several of her and Eren, Armin and their family she remembers fondly, but they were all gone now.

[counterattacked]

He'd half expected her to argue. Half prepared a browbeating about being a soldier now and offering themselves up to humanity and—

"We're right here," Well, he's right here. Armin's across the room, taking care of his own things. But the point still stands. She doesn't need photos, or even keepsakes. They've got each other. "Me and Armin, we're not going anywhere."

Not anytime soon, anyway. It's just a scarf. She can keep it if she wants (he still keeps that damn useless key, doesn't he?) but she doesn't need it.