[ open ] Welcome to Chile, Cadets.

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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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Comments

[inurhead]

"It's a tough job." Security, that is. The comment isn't meant in a dissuasive way. Who knows, maybe this Cadet would be great at it? He's got the background, apparently. The spirit of it, at any rate, is appreciative. A lot of effort goes into making sure the whole operation runs as smoothly as possible.

[secondtry]

"Can't be worse than bouncing some Vegas nightclubs," he answered with a laugh. "I'd like to think that people in the PPDC have more self control than a bunch of drunk, dancing idiots."

[inurhead]

"On a good day." He agreed, thinking of a few times he'd seen PPDC staff get a little out of hand themselves. But it was mostly a joke. Really.

[secondtry]

The comment had Mike grinning. "Let's hope. I mean, we're supposed to be the best the world can offer." But then, 'supposed to be' and 'are' were two different things.

[inurhead]

"Humanity's greatest hope." Yancy agreed, though even with the parroted propaganda, there's still something in his eyes that says he loves his job.

[secondtry]

"Yet another reason to come back," Mike muttered, amused. "I didn't want to see any more propaganda commercials."

[inurhead]

It gets to the point where you tune them out anyway, doesn't it? Yancy starts to respond, but his phone buzzes in his pocket and interrupts his thoughts. He sees that it's a call from Andrea and hopes fervently that there isn't more paperwork waiting for him somewhere.

"Don't take it too easy, Cadet." He says, but the nod and smile as he hits the button to take the call probably mean he's not all that serious. Duty calls. Sometimes literally.

[secondtry]

"I know the routine, sir," Mike answered with a smile of his own, lifting a hand in a wave before he laid down again to enjoy the sunlight. So much better than Alaska.