[ It's been a week since Raleigh Becket went missing from his hospital room and dropped off the map. It's been two since the Marshal pulled back his resources, dropping the search dead in the water. If the boy doesn't want to be found, he won't be found but Tendo suspects that Pentecost already knows where the kid is. He just isn't telling anyone else in case somebody gets it into their heads to force him to come back.
He's up on one of the elevated catwalks, a cigarette in hand, the sound of maintenance filling his ears. He started smoking again after Yancy Becket died, threw out the patches that he hadn't used, because it's not as if the goddamn mother hen of the PPDC was still around to give him grief over his one vice.
He smokes reds. The hard stuff. It keeps him grounded. ] If you're going to tell me to stop smoking, fair warning, I won't.
[ He looks over at Alison and offers her a wan smile. ] Fresh pack. Flown all the way in. Be a waste not to use them.
[ it's tendo who calls naomi up at about two in the morning when alison's contractions start. he calls her because he says he can't drive, he knows he's the man of the house, but his girl has just gone into labor naomi, send help and if she wonders why he hasn't rung the beckets, it doesn't occur to her until later when both boys are marching down the hall. (her daughter's curled up in the couch that comes with the private room that alison's in, because there was no time to call a sitter and no way was she leaving a seven-year-old alone in the house. )
so the boys go in to check on the lovebirds and the latest addition to the nest. she slips back in a half hour later when they finally leave, dragging tendo by the back of his shirt. just need to celebrate, raleigh grins and she smiles back and says just go.
she peers into the room to find little yancy curled up with her aunt alison on the bed, cooing over the new little bundle of joy. ] Al, the Beckets just kidnapped your husband.
[The whole fucking point of the Jaegers is to protect people. To save lives. And that--didn't happen that night. It started with a boat of ten fisherman that they dropped because the kaiju took them off guard and there's no coming back from there and it just kept coming at them, driving them back back back until they're not protecting the miracle mile anymore, they're fighting a battle on two million people's doorsteps and once it gets to this point, it's all just collateral damage.
The Shatterdome is destroyed. Half the techs are gone. Tendo is gone. Just like that. And what's worse is that the Becket boys have no idea if it was Gipsy or the kaiju that took them out. In the middle of the fight, they were fighting to stay alive, to kill this son of a bitch, they weren't thinking about the buildings they ran into until it's over, it's dead and their home, their crews, their best friend are all dead too.
Afterwards, it's just clean up. Burying their dead, salvaging what they can. The Anchorage Shatterdome isn't going to reopen, they're relocating down to Vancouver and that makes sense, but it still feels like the final nail in the coffin. Like they failed to save their home and their friends and there's no making it right ever.
Raleigh and Yancy keep fighting because that's what they do. They're Rangers and Gipsy more or less escaped the fight unharmed. No worse than usual and it's easy enough to repair her. And Alison survived the attack too, though fuck knows how, he's never asked her. He saw her at Tendo's funeral for a brief moment, knows that she stayed with them during the move but hasn't really seen her or tried to find her because there's just. Too much there. Too much history. Too much like he killed her chance at happiness because fuck man, Tendo was so over the moon for her, they would've been great together.
And maybe he should've predicted that it'd all come to a head someday. He just didn't think it'd be like this. It starts with the one year anniversary of Knifehead's attack, when the Shatterdome gathers together and they all drink to their fallen comrades and maybe Yancy has one too many or it's just grief and guilt and old lust coming to the surface but he finds himself stumbling down the hall with Alison and how they actually get to her bunk seems to be a fucking miracle since they don't seem to stop kissing or touching or trying to strip off clothes the second they leave the gathering.
He's maybe the worst person in the world, killed his best friend and then slept with the girl of his dreams, yeah you're a real class act, Yancy Becket.]
[ In about two weeks' time, Naomi Sokolov will walk down to the mess up to where Raleigh Becket and Tendo Choi are debating over who gets to eat the last bagel and ask the kid if he'd be okay to babysit little Yancy Sokolov on a Thursday night because she has a date.
( But let's not get ahead of ourselves. )
It's really early in the morning on a Saturday and Tendo's watching Alison tuck Naomi into their couch, the remains of what was supposed to be a girls' night in drinking a huge factor in what Tendo is pretty much sure is the last time he ever wants to see one of his good friends cry like that.
He's waiting by the door, arms crossed over his chest as his wife clears up the coffee table a little, a half-drunk bottle of tequila in one hand, an ash tray in the other. ] If he wasn't my best friend with a whole world of hurt on his shoulders from stupid, fucking Knifehead, I'd actually suggest that you use him for target practice for those new upgrades.
[Raleigh Becket is not-- he's a little-- not, okay he's pretty drunk. He won't admit it, but he is because he's a fucking lightweight to begin with and one can only have so much shitty beer in five years and none of it was nearly enough in one sitting to get him anything besides mildly buzzed and he might have saved the world, might have closed the breach, might have nearly died in the process but he's just like a sixteen year old girl sometimes.
Right now it's because he's pretty sure he's in love with Mako but also pretty convinced right now that they're never going to date because she's never given him any indication otherwise.
It's been like six months since Pitfall but drunk Raleigh's brain doesn't care about that right now.]
I love the blue streak in her hair. It's awesome. It's hot.
because i can never resist making up
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:'(
[ It's been a week since Raleigh Becket went missing from his hospital room and dropped off the map. It's been two since the Marshal pulled back his resources, dropping the search dead in the water. If the boy doesn't want to be found, he won't be found but Tendo suspects that Pentecost already knows where the kid is. He just isn't telling anyone else in case somebody gets it into their heads to force him to come back.
He's up on one of the elevated catwalks, a cigarette in hand, the sound of maintenance filling his ears. He started smoking again after Yancy Becket died, threw out the patches that he hadn't used, because it's not as if the goddamn mother hen of the PPDC was still around to give him grief over his one vice.
He smokes reds. The hard stuff. It keeps him grounded. ] If you're going to tell me to stop smoking, fair warning, I won't.
[ He looks over at Alison and offers her a wan smile. ] Fresh pack. Flown all the way in. Be a waste not to use them.
8C
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[ it's tendo who calls naomi up at about two in the morning when alison's contractions start. he calls her because he says he can't drive, he knows he's the man of the house, but his girl has just gone into labor naomi, send help and if she wonders why he hasn't rung the beckets, it doesn't occur to her until later when both boys are marching down the hall. (her daughter's curled up in the couch that comes with the private room that alison's in, because there was no time to call a sitter and no way was she leaving a seven-year-old alone in the house. )
so the boys go in to check on the lovebirds and the latest addition to the nest. she slips back in a half hour later when they finally leave, dragging tendo by the back of his shirt. just need to celebrate, raleigh grins and she smiles back and says just go.
she peers into the room to find little yancy curled up with her aunt alison on the bed, cooing over the new little bundle of joy. ] Al, the Beckets just kidnapped your husband.
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[The whole fucking point of the Jaegers is to protect people. To save lives. And that--didn't happen that night. It started with a boat of ten fisherman that they dropped because the kaiju took them off guard and there's no coming back from there and it just kept coming at them, driving them back back back until they're not protecting the miracle mile anymore, they're fighting a battle on two million people's doorsteps and once it gets to this point, it's all just collateral damage.
The Shatterdome is destroyed. Half the techs are gone. Tendo is gone. Just like that. And what's worse is that the Becket boys have no idea if it was Gipsy or the kaiju that took them out. In the middle of the fight, they were fighting to stay alive, to kill this son of a bitch, they weren't thinking about the buildings they ran into until it's over, it's dead and their home, their crews, their best friend are all dead too.
Afterwards, it's just clean up. Burying their dead, salvaging what they can. The Anchorage Shatterdome isn't going to reopen, they're relocating down to Vancouver and that makes sense, but it still feels like the final nail in the coffin. Like they failed to save their home and their friends and there's no making it right ever.
Raleigh and Yancy keep fighting because that's what they do. They're Rangers and Gipsy more or less escaped the fight unharmed. No worse than usual and it's easy enough to repair her. And Alison survived the attack too, though fuck knows how, he's never asked her. He saw her at Tendo's funeral for a brief moment, knows that she stayed with them during the move but hasn't really seen her or tried to find her because there's just. Too much there. Too much history. Too much like he killed her chance at happiness because fuck man, Tendo was so over the moon for her, they would've been great together.
And maybe he should've predicted that it'd all come to a head someday. He just didn't think it'd be like this. It starts with the one year anniversary of Knifehead's attack, when the Shatterdome gathers together and they all drink to their fallen comrades and maybe Yancy has one too many or it's just grief and guilt and old lust coming to the surface but he finds himself stumbling down the hall with Alison and how they actually get to her bunk seems to be a fucking miracle since they don't seem to stop kissing or touching or trying to strip off clothes the second they leave the gathering.
He's maybe the worst person in the world, killed his best friend and then slept with the girl of his dreams, yeah you're a real class act, Yancy Becket.]
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( But let's not get ahead of ourselves. )
It's really early in the morning on a Saturday and Tendo's watching Alison tuck Naomi into their couch, the remains of what was supposed to be a girls' night in drinking a huge factor in what Tendo is pretty much sure is the last time he ever wants to see one of his good friends cry like that.
He's waiting by the door, arms crossed over his chest as his wife clears up the coffee table a little, a half-drunk bottle of tequila in one hand, an ash tray in the other. ] If he wasn't my best friend with a whole world of hurt on his shoulders from stupid, fucking Knifehead, I'd actually suggest that you use him for target practice for those new upgrades.
[ He exhales a heavy sigh. ]
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idk what this is excuse me
Right now it's because he's pretty sure he's in love with Mako but also pretty convinced right now that they're never going to date because she's never given him any indication otherwise.
It's been like six months since Pitfall but drunk Raleigh's brain doesn't care about that right now.]
I love the blue streak in her hair. It's awesome. It's hot.
it's wonderful is what it is and that was already in my autofill haha
ashbdfa i say this a lot apparently
you do indeed
i just write a lot of weird shit okay
y you do
dont judge me!!
never
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