[ 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.

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

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nah it's great. and hello!

[inurhead]

"No kidding?" The name makes Yancy grin. Funny coincidence. He won't have trouble remembering that one. "Guess they couldn't refuse you."

The girl beside Cadet Jaeger doesn't seem exactly enthused, but hey, the first day kind of blows. Hell, the first few months blow. He remembers that. What gets you through it is the desire to be there, the itch to get into the cockpit. Her little friend seems to have it in spades. Either way, Yancy acknowledges her with a nod. "Thanks, Cadet."

[counterattacked]

Come on Mikasa, at least pretend you're interested. The Jaeger pilots are heroes! They kill kaiju! This is a big deal!

"No way," he manages to relax a little when he earns a grin, breaks through his nerves enough to return it. Funny coincidence, and he's not exactly the superstitious type, but he'll take it as a sign that he's meant to do this, no matter what Mikasa thinks. Hearing the word Jaeger over and over again on the news had taken some getting used to. But it had been enough to catch his attention, and the fight had been enough to keep it, and he'd hardly looked away since. He will, however, disagree as respectfully as he can manage.

"I'm not here because of some coincidence, sir. I'm here to fight. There's no way I'm going to let anything stop me."

[inurhead]

The kid doesn't have to say that, actually. It's written all over him. With some people it is. Actually, when Yancy had been in for training himself his brother Raleigh had been intimidated by guys like that. Everyone else had been dead serious. It hadn't always been enough. Sometimes, you had to be good too. Maybe this kid was. If willpower had anything to do with it, he looked like the type that would work his ass off to succeed.

"We can use some more like that."

horrifically late

[counterattacked]

"Sir," don't encourage him, Yancy, he'll only get worse. But it's inevitable, really, though he does look encouraged by the hint of approval. If Eren has anything, it's willpower. He's not really good at much of anything else, unless getting himself into trouble counts. So maybe he's not good enough to pilot yet. But he'll make himself good if he has to. He'll pay out in his own blood until it's enough.

(And then he'll pay out in theirs until this is over.)

So yeah, there's something very serious about him when he answers. If anything, it's new to him to be surrounded by (some) like minded people.

"We don't have any other choice. The kaiju aren't going away, We can't just sit back and do nothing."

Wow hdu. (No it's cool no worries)

[inurhead]

Attaboy. Yancy holds back another amused snort and gives the kid a nod, playing along. This is clearly very serious to Jaeger, and he's not gonna be the jerk that tells him to chill. He shakes the spices liberally over his tray -one handed, look how skilled he is!- and drops them back into place at the cadet table. Literally drops them, and they land perfectly, cough up tiny spice geysers and then those swirl back inside like tiny hour glass sands that popped out to stretch their legs and then quickly got back to work.

"Thanks for the salt, Cadets." Yancy says, throwing them another grin and wandering off to find his brother or one of the staff members that wouldn't automatically put him to sleep on his tray.