[ open ] Welcome to Chile, Cadets.

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Characters: ALL.
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.

Note: Players are welcome to start their own interactions outside of the three main prompted scenarios. Go wild!

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[suicidemission]

[ Chuck's heart could be considered somewhere up in his throat, because Yancy Becket is making his way over and Chuck's a little starstruck, because he's even better than he was on TV and his posters and propaganda ads. It's like some kind of dream come true and when he walks up Max barks, the leash sliding easily from Chuck's hands. Max takes the opportunity to come right up to Yancy and bump his legs with a wrinkled head while his owner stares as if he hadn't heard the question.

He shakes himself out of it. ]

Yeah, mate -- you?

[inurhead]

[Wrinkly dogs on the loose don't seem to bother Yancy, who bends down to give little guy a friendly scratch behind the ears. A little drool never hurt anyone.]

A little while back. Activation requires a lot of briefings, ya know?

[suicidemission]

[ Good. Chuck's pleased and glad that Yancy's attention seems mostly on Max for the time being, because his cheeks might be a little pink. Not every day Yancy Becket comes and says hi, and pets your dog. ]

Yeah, I got ya. Dad 'n I had a fuckin' pissload of em, real pain in the ass.

[inurhead]

[Yancy gives Max a gentle nudge when he goes for the friendly crotch investigation. Easy, little guy. Those are valuable good. Have another ear scratch instead.

The language from the kid is surprising, however. Yancy quirks an eyebrow, but since he's still focused on Max it might not show. Maybe the kid liked to thumb his nose at manners when his father wasn't around. It's not exactly an unusual development in that age bracket. Yancy ignores it for now. Almost.]

A fuckin' pissload, that sounds about right.

[suicidemission]

[ whoops. Chuck forgets himself sometimes and he coughs, rocks back on his heels and lets Max sniff heartily at Yancy's crotch. ]

..Er. A lot, I reckon. Probly about as man as you and Raleigh, I expect.

[inurhead]

They made you sit through everything?

[Yancy nudges Max away from the goods again but doesn't stop petting him. From what he understood, Chuck wasn't actively piloting. Maybe they just wanted to prepare the kid for what his responsibilities would be like after his uncle retired? It makes sense, but it's probably a cramp in a 17 year old's style.]

Tough break.

[suicidemission]

Yeah.

[ retiring, sure. Chuck just knows he's assigned to Striker and it's gonna be with Herc and it's gonna be soon. Chuck isn't asking questions, he'll find out in the Drift. ]

Suppose it could've been worse.

[inurhead]

[Hey, that info hasn't been made public yet. And lo it wasn't part of the fuckin pissload of briefings, yet. Wait until they strap you in, son. Then they'll have to explain.]

It can be. Sometimes there are translators involved.

[suicidemission]

Yeah?

[ He rocks back on his heels. ]

Chilean, or--?

[inurhead]

Tagalog, last time.

[Don't sweat it, kid. You're through the tough stuff here already.]

Interesting language. Didn't really get the hang of it before they sent us home, but the food was something else.