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Gently, an elegant white coffee cup is gracefully lifted from the plate... Slowly, the fine golden rim touches lightly to Shizuo's lips.. The breeze brings comfort in rushing whispers, caressing us tenderly on the balcony, calming me as I gaze dreamily at Shizuo, who looks steadily on to the view be...

----- Thunders clash into shards of daylight, splitting apart the night sky as the Kaiju makes landfall. Its four green eyes glow bright and ghostly in the mists of water vapours, as the rest of its beaten and weathered frame lumbers out of the sea, drenching the abandoned refugee camps on the beach...

----- “So is there a plan? Hanzou?” “Plan?” “Yeah, why else did you bring me back? I mean, they may have taken all our funding, you've lost the taste for titles and uniforms, and stopped calling me '~Ranger Hanajima!~' all the time, but you're still the same determined Marshal I used to know. You ha...

----- “Over there is Kyo, Kyou and Ryou, the Fujibayashi Triplets. The most well-trained pilots I've ever seen, fierce and focused at all times. That's their Jaeger, the 'Lucky Star'. A Medabot-Series, Voyager-Class. Peppercat Model.” The huge, bright red Jaeger does look like something they'd pilot...

----- “Welcome to Shanghai! Iwanako!” The tall freezing wind sweeps through us on the deck, soaking us with rain. Hanzou quickly leads and pulls me into the rusty elevator. Thankfully, the metal door closes soon enough, giving us silence and reprieve from the storm we just endured. At the press of a...

On the next episode: I just turn and walk away from Hanzou, my decision is final. I can't Drift with anyone else. Not after- “The world is coming to an end! Iwanako! WHERE DO YOU WANT TO DIE? Out here? Building Walls? Or In A Jaeger SAVING LIVES?” To be? …..Or not to be? That is my question. Of whet...

It feels weird, it always does, when I'm just out of the Drift. A deep gnawing feeling of regrowing a brain, since my own mental processes are my own problems again, no one else is sharing my load, not the dying Kaiju brain in Day Tripper's broken face, not Hisao... as I drag him out into the billow...

<Drift Sequence Deactivated. Emergency Eject Malfunction. Left-User Disengage.>

<Right-User Harness Override. Manual Disengage.>

<Have A Nice Day.>

Every step drags, too heavy to walk properly. Frame too damaged. The shoreline is just... just over there, it's right here before us. It's snowing too... it's beautiful.. isn't it, Hisao? …..We're here, we're saved. Don't worry. My left foot catches on something, a depression in the terrain, ...oh n...

Iwanako... it's over.. No! It's not over! We're going to be alright! Okay? ..Hisao? You saved that little fishing boat, Iwanako.. that was brave and noble... it was worth it. <Warning: Right-User Vital Signs Critical. Immediate Medical Attention Required.> Stay with me, Hisao, don't let go of me. Do...

I push the dead Kaiju off of us, and lift our bent and hammered frame up, stumbling a massive step as I do, over the slippery blood that has diffused into the sands and utterly-broken ocean floor. Still, slowly and carefully, I force us to our feet. The suffocating waterline sinks quickly, falling a...

I force Day Tripper to roll on its side, over the empty arm socket grating on the ocean floor, transferring enough speed and force for the right Starblade to swing at Rhyhorn's neck, properly cutting open its throat. “Carapace broken! Iwanako! If you can still hear us; SHOOT it! Shoot it now!” Throu...

Gurgling... that's all I can hear, with seawater flooding in when Day Tripper's visor broke. I'm already submerged as my consciousness comes back, my left hand is still pressing the broken Starblade at Rhyhorn's head to hold it back, while my right hand.. Hisao's side is.. limply whirring at the oce...

“Rangers! Break loose if possible! Recommend that you take fishing vessel and RUN! Long cannons are out-of-range to support you!” “It's too fast, Hanzou! We can't disengage safely!” I jab Rhyhorn in the eye again, making it loosen its claws and fall back on all-fours. Then I direct to its head the s...

Casually, we let the limp Kaiju mass slide off of us, crashing into the depths and sending up a tall wall of white water, spraying us like champagne in our victory. Hisao heaves a sigh of exhaustion, and calls it in. “Kaiju down, I repeat; Kaiju is down. Day Tripper has eliminated Rhyhorn. Didn't ev...