[ 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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[doubleshot]

"Her age," Andy corrected automatically, shifting her attention off of Corinthian to Simon. Humor made her eyes crinkle, a small smile turning up the corners of her lips as she turned to Simon, extending a hand. "Good to see you, Simon."

His scenario was more common among the Mach I pilots, those such as Pentecost. She had a great deal of sympathy for his loss, and admiration for his decision to come and join in with this particular project.

"Had a chance to look over the new arrivals yet?"

[gyroscopic]

"His." Simon corrected right back, but also with good humor. Kamina had insisted on it, though of course it wasn't traditional. He'd been awful at tradition.

Simon reached out and shook her hand firmly, despite his laid back presence he wasn't withdrawing the way those who knew him might expect.

"Not much, I spoke to a few on the way here." He was planning to make rounds to everyone, though. Leave no stoned unturned and all that. He felt like once he found the right one he would Know. "I heard we're bunkmates. Is Jacqueline alright?"

[doubleshot]

She said nothing else, agreeing on disagreement in her quiet fashion as they shook hands. Hers was a firm grip, warm and calloused. She expected about the same.

"Jacqueline's doing fine. She's right on schedule, according to her doctors." Keeping the paparazzi from tracking her down remains one of their mutual goals, supported by the PPDC for all they sold their Rangers out as publicity time and again. Some things were allowed to be handled quietly.

"Any annoying home habits I should know about?"