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jaegeracademy2014-02-23 06:29 pm
inurhead) wrote in jaegeracademy2014-02-23 06:29 pm
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Group Log : Q&A Session 001
Characters: Any/all
Location: The Meeting Hall
Date/Time: Sunday afternoon
Summary: Q&A with a Ranger. All Rangers and staff welcome to answer Q&A. All cadets are invited to the session, but attendance is not mandatory.
Additional Notes: Start your own threads, jack some of mine, go nuts. This is just another mingle post but it's also meant to be informative ICly. Other staff and Rangers showing up for interactions with the cadets is wholeheartedly encouraged.
The meeting hall, like every other area of the Shatterdome, has the feel of an industrial environment. The walls are lined with bleachers on three sides, while the forth side has a platform and podium. In the middle are rows of chairs, desks, and tables. It's clear that a large audience can be accommodated by the room when there's need, though the group that gathers there today isn't nearly enough to fill it.
Cadets will be directed to sit at some of the tables closer to the podium when they arrive, and given scratch paper to take notes on. Staff will be directed to the large table on the podium, which has a row of conference microphones, lamps, and water pitchers already set up. Everything is neat, cool, and professional. The fluorescent lighting and stern expressions of the support staff encourage a sombre attitude, but if anyone is looking up toward the podium they might catch at least one of the Rangers smiling as he peeks out from behind the curtains during the initial set up. He's wearing something like a wetsuit at the moment, though it won't be fully visible until he emerges for the demonstration.
Sharpen your pencils and have a seat, guys. You might even learn something.
Location: The Meeting Hall
Date/Time: Sunday afternoon
Summary: Q&A with a Ranger. All Rangers and staff welcome to answer Q&A. All cadets are invited to the session, but attendance is not mandatory.
Additional Notes: Start your own threads, jack some of mine, go nuts. This is just another mingle post but it's also meant to be informative ICly. Other staff and Rangers showing up for interactions with the cadets is wholeheartedly encouraged.
The meeting hall, like every other area of the Shatterdome, has the feel of an industrial environment. The walls are lined with bleachers on three sides, while the forth side has a platform and podium. In the middle are rows of chairs, desks, and tables. It's clear that a large audience can be accommodated by the room when there's need, though the group that gathers there today isn't nearly enough to fill it.
Cadets will be directed to sit at some of the tables closer to the podium when they arrive, and given scratch paper to take notes on. Staff will be directed to the large table on the podium, which has a row of conference microphones, lamps, and water pitchers already set up. Everything is neat, cool, and professional. The fluorescent lighting and stern expressions of the support staff encourage a sombre attitude, but if anyone is looking up toward the podium they might catch at least one of the Rangers smiling as he peeks out from behind the curtains during the initial set up. He's wearing something like a wetsuit at the moment, though it won't be fully visible until he emerges for the demonstration.
Sharpen your pencils and have a seat, guys. You might even learn something.
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So the official word goes, anyway. After that chat with the kid in the Bay the other day, Yancy'd put the odds at 50/50. Not to mention the kid going through his paces in Alaska, word had always trickled down that he was a hard working cadet with natural talent. It's not a shock, but it is a little harsh. That's a lot to ask of a kid that age.
Yancy ruffles Raleigh's hair to cut off the funk he's trying to work himself into at the head. None of that shit, bro. This is a party, -kind of- get out there and dance. "Dude, there's bacon. When's the last time you had bacon?"
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Well, who in their right mind is going to tell Herc Hansen's kid he can't do something? Poor Chuck never stood a chance, he was raised in the cradle of a Jaeger. Officially accepted into the Academy at fourteen and graduating top of his class, he is an intense individual. Nice guy, though. For all Chuck's reputation, Raleigh finds him fun. Maybe a little nervous and chomping at the bit to actually do something, but he remembers that feeling and can't blame him in the least.
Raleigh swats his brothers hand away and attempts to fix his hair - no touching the do, man, c'mon. He had it the perfect level of messy now he's gotta got it all- ugh. He gives up and crosses his arms, leaning his hip against the near by table.
Bacon, though, that is a good question.
"Mmm-oh. Casper. Victory breakfast." He remembers exactly the last time. He'd gotten bacon for his birthday the week before, too. Raleigh could probably live on bacon if he had the opportunity. Bacon and curly fries. Curly...bacon...fries. Perfect.
"There was a mountain of it."
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The bacon memory provokes another grin and a nod. Yeah. That was a good day. For a long moment Yancy gets lost in the memory, but not of the bacon. The battle. He runs through them in his head a lot when they have down time, trying to keep on his toes with strategy. Raleigh is great on his toes, the lunatic, but someone has to balance that out. That would be Yancy.
He finds himself glancing over at Chuck Hansen again, frowning a little. It's true the Academy is cranking them out young these days, and that kid was the prototype. No one can dispute it. He nudges Raleigh's shoulder with his own as he leans past to steal an orange. "Hey, take it easy on the kid, alright? He spooks easily."
So it had seemed to Yancy when they'd spoken the other day in the Bay, anyway. Chuck had read as awfully nervous and uncertain and full of energy he didn't know what to do with. They'd all been there, after all.
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But Raleigh isn't a stranger to nervous energy and Chuck seems like he's got a hurricane inside him. Young and standing in the huge shadow of his father. He'll mellow out once he's gotten a chance to get out there.
"What'd you do to him?" He teases and follows Yancy's lead - pocketing an orange for later. Because, obviously, if Chuck is spooked it's his brother's fault.
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HEy-No those are his! He jerks back and swats at his brother's hand but it's too late. Only thing left to do is shove the other three into his mouth as quickly as possible.
"Kick his dog while you're at it. That'll make him extra friendly."