http://bane-6.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bane-6.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] 31_days2014-05-13 06:14 pm

[May 13] [Pacific Rim] Considered Friends

Title: Considered Friends
Day/Theme: 13. mamihlapinatapei (the look shared by two who desire to start something yet are reluctant to)
Series: Pacific Rim
Character/Pairing: Hermann/Newt
Rating: part 13 of 31, non-explicit stuff very nearly happens




The second Drift with Hermann had been like dropping a torch into a gas-filled mine shaft. It had burned out all his dark corners and left him smoldering, but clean. They had synched, blurring into each other, and after the first pinch, it had been nothing but relief. The burden was shared. They were not alone. They ended up making out like rabbits fresh out of prison. It just made sense. It was only their skins keeping them separate, but there were a few places they could still fit inside each other. The alarm going off to announce the arrival of the new jaeger team was all that kept Newt from riding him into the floor with the PONS still strapped to both their heads.

"They'll be looking for us," he groaned.

"Don't care," Hermann rasped back. His eyes were blown wide and black. Newt didn't care either, to be perfectly honest, but he knew that Hermann would care later, so he made himself relax and pull the devices off. The complete sense of one-ness flickered out leaving only their usual connection humming between them, a little stronger now.

"You're still not over having your Dad walk in on you in the shower when you were a teenager and chew you out for being indecent," Newt reminded him. "Which explains all the layers, I guess, but geez. What an asshole."

"We could be finished in time." Hermann winced as the PONS got caught on his ear. His hands were still under Newt's shirt.

"Not for what I have in mind," Newt tried to grin, but still hadn't managed to peel himself off yet. "Come on. Later. I promise." It actually hurt to separate from each other and they clung as if they were dizzy, but eventually, they managed to untangle and head down to the receiving bay.


The new jaeger was being lowered into its garage. The new Danger looked a lot like the original, but there were upgrades and a few extra touches that were clearly tributes to her fallen comrades. As impressive as it was, it wasn't going to do much good against the new Kaiju. Hermann had been right; it would be like trying to stomp on hummingbirds. Mako and Raleigh were greeted like the heroes they were and they made the rounds gallantly. They spoke and shook hands with everyone and hopefully no one cried or apologized for this happening again. By the time they got to Hermann and Newt, they looked relieved to see someone familiar.

They weren't as thrilled with the new jaeger designs. They kept trading little sideways looks as Hermann explained. Newt noticed it too and would start talking louder and faster to cut off anything they might say. Soon he interrupting Hermann too. He scurried around waxing obsessive about the new Kaiju until he got called away by a technician. One of the Gullinbursti had been driven off a cliff and gravity had done the dirty work. They needed advice on how to move the body that had taken that particular damage.

Once he was out of hearing range, Mako looked to Hermann for an explanation, like he hadn't kept a close enough eye on Newt. That rankled. It had been them who hadn't been here for this.

"What was up with that?" Raleigh asked.

"He's been told he was crazy for most of his life," Hermann said, maybe a bit more coldly than they deserved. "He'll go to great lengths not to hear it from those he considers friends." It was like kicking puppies, to be honest. They looked at each other again, chagrined and taken aback.

"They're likely to ask you to come out to hunt the Gullinbursti as soon as your jaeger is ready," Hermann went on. "Do make note of any difficulties that can be addressed with the newer models." Mako agreed with her usual good manners and Raleigh followed her lead, but they had both excused themselves before Newt got back.

"W- What did they say?" he asked entirely too timidly. He could tell Hermann was annoyed with them, but was working so hard to keep his own emotions in check that he wasn't digging deeper.

"They were disappointed that so much time and money has been spent on the Mokushi Danger, she might be obsolete already," Hermann said.

"You didn't say it like that, did you?"

"I know something's wrong when you're worried about tact," Hermann scoffed, then softened. "I knew, anyway. Now, when will your new samples get here? I have data to calibrate."