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[May 25] [Pacific Rim] Turning Red
Title: Turning Red
Day/Theme: 25. kouyou (the changing of the colors in fall)
Series: Pacific Rim
Character/Pairing: Hermann/Newt, Hansen
Rating: part 25 of 31
Hermann's sentries were already on the job by the time the team got to Kabwe. Since they were hunting for the Kaiju's genetic signature, the invisibility didn't slow them down much. They had latched on to the ones they caught and were broadcasting locations as the Youtja class moved around the city. So far, casualties had been surprisingly low. There hadn't been any public attacks or massacres yet and everyone hoped it would stay that way.
Then, a cache of partially devoured bodies was found on top of a building. The Youtjas were stealthier than their predecessors had been, but no less dangerous. The good news was that the thermal vision Hermann had hurried to code into the three jaegers could also pick them out. They flickered in and out of the shadows. Mako and Raleigh took off after them and Hansen walked on with an escort of the small PONS equipped jaegers.
They were following a sentry beacon and soon enough, there one was. Two of the sentries had fastened on to it and it was turning in more and more furious circles trying to reach one or the other. It turned with a snarl when it saw them, baring rows of fangs and the weirdly blue lining of its mouth. Hansen nearly fired his shoulder cannon down its throat on reflex, but spread out his arms and hunkered forward like he was trying to catch a loose dog. The PONS carriers spread out in formation around both of them. Their AIs were in direct communication with the one in Hansen's jaeger and they were ready to move as soon as he did.
Hansen feinted to the side and the Kaiju lunged to the other, allowing him to grab it at the base of its multiple tails. It turned back on itself, biting and pawing at him. It didn't have claws, he noted with a little surprise. It had long hoof-like toes that tapered to blunt points and judging from the impact sounds as it kicked against the jaeger, they packed a nasty kick. He got another arm around its neck and heard something else grate against the metal. The PONS carriers slid forward and one clamped down on the Kaiju's head. It thrashed but the sentries dug in to help Hansen hold it and soon the device was digging in.
"Whatever you're doing, it got the rest's attention." Raleigh's voice startled him. "They're heading your way."
"All right, let's do this quick," Hansen said. The AI in the carrier was already interphasing with the Kaiju's mind and while there was thought static and resistance everywhere, the connection was there and holding. Hermann released the connection between Hansen and the other pilots. Hansen shuddered and flinched and then sank back into the Drift with just his AI. A second PONS carrier skittered up onto the back of Jaeger 1 and plugged in, and then it was the three AIs in between Hansen's mind and the Kaiju's. They were stabilizing it, filling in the gaps, but Hansen jerked and hissed.
"It's RED," he whispered. "Not blue, it's like blood…" Then he went still and the whole team waited anxiously. The medic unit was standing by, tense to lunge. Newt had his hand on the cut button, ready to break the connection as soon as Hermann gave the signal. Hermann's eyes flicked from the monitors to Hansen, waiting for any of the readings to turn dangerous.
"The whole pack is on you," Raleigh said. "They're invisible, but they're all there!"
In the grip of all the machines, the Kaiju had gone motionless as soon as Hansen had Drifted into it. Now it looked up. Hansen's fingers went white on his armrests.
"Marshall?" Hermann asked.
"I can see them," Hansen hissed. Then he snarled. Miles away, the Kaiju did too. It flew into action and all the machines let it go. They went to engage the others. Hansen's Kaiju turned on its fellows, tearing into them. There was enough of them, that they would've been able to surround it and rip it to shreds if Mako and Raleigh hadn't arrived to help. It was a total brawl for seven long minutes until the PONS attached to the Jaeger 1 was smashed into and knocked away. The connection severed hard and Hansen yowled in pain. Both Mako and Raleigh turned to help him and the last three Kaiju bolted. Two of them still had sentries clinging to them so they would be easy to track down. The third had been Hansen's. It screeched too, staggering as it went.
Everyone in the deck was running to get Hansen up and out of the chair. All the gear was detached and he was pulled to his feet. No one was sure if he wanted up or down.
"Get away!" he screamed and no one was sure if he wanted them to or if that was what the Kaiju was trying to do, so they all gave him a moment. His vitals signs settled down and as soon as Raleigh and Mako got out of their own gear and got hands on him, his head cleared.
"Again," he said at once. They all stared. "Find my guy. I'm going again."
Day/Theme: 25. kouyou (the changing of the colors in fall)
Series: Pacific Rim
Character/Pairing: Hermann/Newt, Hansen
Rating: part 25 of 31
Hermann's sentries were already on the job by the time the team got to Kabwe. Since they were hunting for the Kaiju's genetic signature, the invisibility didn't slow them down much. They had latched on to the ones they caught and were broadcasting locations as the Youtja class moved around the city. So far, casualties had been surprisingly low. There hadn't been any public attacks or massacres yet and everyone hoped it would stay that way.
Then, a cache of partially devoured bodies was found on top of a building. The Youtjas were stealthier than their predecessors had been, but no less dangerous. The good news was that the thermal vision Hermann had hurried to code into the three jaegers could also pick them out. They flickered in and out of the shadows. Mako and Raleigh took off after them and Hansen walked on with an escort of the small PONS equipped jaegers.
They were following a sentry beacon and soon enough, there one was. Two of the sentries had fastened on to it and it was turning in more and more furious circles trying to reach one or the other. It turned with a snarl when it saw them, baring rows of fangs and the weirdly blue lining of its mouth. Hansen nearly fired his shoulder cannon down its throat on reflex, but spread out his arms and hunkered forward like he was trying to catch a loose dog. The PONS carriers spread out in formation around both of them. Their AIs were in direct communication with the one in Hansen's jaeger and they were ready to move as soon as he did.
Hansen feinted to the side and the Kaiju lunged to the other, allowing him to grab it at the base of its multiple tails. It turned back on itself, biting and pawing at him. It didn't have claws, he noted with a little surprise. It had long hoof-like toes that tapered to blunt points and judging from the impact sounds as it kicked against the jaeger, they packed a nasty kick. He got another arm around its neck and heard something else grate against the metal. The PONS carriers slid forward and one clamped down on the Kaiju's head. It thrashed but the sentries dug in to help Hansen hold it and soon the device was digging in.
"Whatever you're doing, it got the rest's attention." Raleigh's voice startled him. "They're heading your way."
"All right, let's do this quick," Hansen said. The AI in the carrier was already interphasing with the Kaiju's mind and while there was thought static and resistance everywhere, the connection was there and holding. Hermann released the connection between Hansen and the other pilots. Hansen shuddered and flinched and then sank back into the Drift with just his AI. A second PONS carrier skittered up onto the back of Jaeger 1 and plugged in, and then it was the three AIs in between Hansen's mind and the Kaiju's. They were stabilizing it, filling in the gaps, but Hansen jerked and hissed.
"It's RED," he whispered. "Not blue, it's like blood…" Then he went still and the whole team waited anxiously. The medic unit was standing by, tense to lunge. Newt had his hand on the cut button, ready to break the connection as soon as Hermann gave the signal. Hermann's eyes flicked from the monitors to Hansen, waiting for any of the readings to turn dangerous.
"The whole pack is on you," Raleigh said. "They're invisible, but they're all there!"
In the grip of all the machines, the Kaiju had gone motionless as soon as Hansen had Drifted into it. Now it looked up. Hansen's fingers went white on his armrests.
"Marshall?" Hermann asked.
"I can see them," Hansen hissed. Then he snarled. Miles away, the Kaiju did too. It flew into action and all the machines let it go. They went to engage the others. Hansen's Kaiju turned on its fellows, tearing into them. There was enough of them, that they would've been able to surround it and rip it to shreds if Mako and Raleigh hadn't arrived to help. It was a total brawl for seven long minutes until the PONS attached to the Jaeger 1 was smashed into and knocked away. The connection severed hard and Hansen yowled in pain. Both Mako and Raleigh turned to help him and the last three Kaiju bolted. Two of them still had sentries clinging to them so they would be easy to track down. The third had been Hansen's. It screeched too, staggering as it went.
Everyone in the deck was running to get Hansen up and out of the chair. All the gear was detached and he was pulled to his feet. No one was sure if he wanted up or down.
"Get away!" he screamed and no one was sure if he wanted them to or if that was what the Kaiju was trying to do, so they all gave him a moment. His vitals signs settled down and as soon as Raleigh and Mako got out of their own gear and got hands on him, his head cleared.
"Again," he said at once. They all stared. "Find my guy. I'm going again."