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Cʜᴀʀʟᴇs 'C H U C K' Hᴀɴsᴇɴ ([personal profile] suicidemission) wrote2013-08-13 10:13 pm

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ilu for this

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i'm lazy but these pictures are very good

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gotcocky: face claim: emily rose (Default)

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raleighs: (fuck you that i have to build a wall)

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you're rude

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how about YES ♥

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i say "fight me" a lot
for a girl who 5'5" and
has a hard time opening
doors by herself now


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dorothied: (55)

xtra

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Edited 2014-02-12 12:53 (UTC)

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scissured: (What came before this winter)

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luckystriker: (Default)

Hai, I ate ur baby

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dorothied: (Default)

/hides face a little

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raleighs: (and my apartment smells of rich mahogany)

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[He thinks the guy across the street is a lawyer but he's honestly not sure. Knows enough about him to know that the man likes his expensive suits and his expensive toys and girls with long legs who probably don't wear underwear. And that's fine, that's never stopped Raleigh before, never really stops anyone from coming to him when they want something specific.

He's not a whore. He's an escort. He doesn't linger on street corners or wear daisy dukes to get his clients. He doesn't go looking for people, people come to him. Women, men, couples, it really just depends on what they want and if they're willing to pay for it.

Raleigh only has one rule. No kissing.

So it's not breaking the rules that he watches the guy across the street from sometimes. It's bending them. Maybe when he goes out of his way one morning, after a night with a client where he deliberately left the curtains open, just to see what his neighbor would do about it, to stand in line for coffee behind said neighbor. That's getting closer.

Or to nudge him "accidentally" and clear his throat.]


I think I owe you an apology.

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It was getting easier, therapy. It had been frustrating in the beginning, there was no doubt about that. They said it was based on drift technology, made it easier for someone to use their new limb, but they really couldn't call it that—drift technology—because it didn't feel like drifting aside from the brief mental lapse it gave you during the initial hook up. This drift was empty, void of anything good and solid like what was brought to the table with your partner and your jaeger. And it was permanent—until they deactivated it completely—so you could feel everything; even when they tweaked your new arm or leg.

Yancy had been fitted with the first models and, if anything, he could say they were making process with the prosthetics. By now they were up to the sixth generation (it had been quick in the beginning if only because there was so much lacking and thanks to rapid feedback) and he was impressed by how much sensation they could receive now. Granted, it wasn't anything near 50% of what you could naturally feel but these new limbs could tell warm from cold and were a hell of a lot more pressure sensitive.

When they were fitted right.

Today, Yacy was popping in on the hospital for a checkup, not odd with new models of prosthetics, but annoying as hell nonetheless. And he wasn't late for his appointment, so he took the devour though recovery to say hi to some of the nurses how helped him when he first started going here. To his surprise, they weren't around. After a few minutes of waiting, Yancy started to leave, thinking they were all busy with one thing or another. He thought maybe he'd catch them on the way out, only to pause when he heard some shuffling.

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/CLINGS TO

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DARLING DEAR

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[ She jerks awake nearly every morning. Her bedroom still dark in the early dawn, sometimes tears in her eyes, other times just the numbed ache in her chest and Yancy's voice in her ears.

It's been like this for five years.

She slowly pushes herself into sitting, legs hanging over the edge of the bed, feeling like she can't get up. Like she can't keep going. Until she remembers she has a daughter to take care of. A daughter she hadn't planned on but kept, anyway. Grew to love even as she was scared she would screw that up, too.

***


Before Knifehead, Raleigh Becket was kicking all the asses and taking all the names.

She was cocky and thrilled to be a Jaeger pilot. She loved that she was able to kill the fuckers trying to destroy their cities. She was proud she was able to do something. She was also proud she and her older sister, Yancy, were among the very few sister-sister teams. Her life was good despite fighting in a war.

So, when she met the younger Chuck Hansen, not yet a Ranger but nearly there, they were an explosive combination. A weekend that was a blur of flirting, fighting, and fucking in retrospect. By the time she and Yancy were needing to report back to Anchorage, she was planning on keeping in contact with the volatile Australian (even as Yancy said she didn't know why Raleigh was drawn to the guy; "he's a bit of a dick, Rals -- you can do better than that" and Raleigh had just grinned out the car window, watching Chuck's figure grow smaller and smaller in the distance).

Until Knifehead came out of the Breach and took her sister from her. Ripped her right out of the Drift.

After that, Raleigh didn't want anything to do with anyone or anything.

She left as soon as she was cleared by the medical team. She disappeared and refused all form of pension and requests to stay on. Didn't even acknowledge Stacker when he tried to talk to her. It was only a few weeks later that she started getting sick. Then came the news she was pregnant. She had started laughing, almost hysterically. Before dissolving into sobs. Later, she was stupidly embarrassed for breaking down in the goddamn doctor's office. But grief was never kind or convenient.

Raleigh had considered an abortion. Briefly. Until she remembered she had already lost her blood. She didn't need to be responsible for another death. Even as she was scared shitless. She was so not mother material. Contacting Chuck - because who else could the father be? - was immediately tossed out. There was no way. No fucking way she was going to tell him. It was more than fear of rejection. It was embarrassment and shame, too. She had gotten herself knocked up and then destroyed a Jaeger.

People had told her it wasn't her fault, what had happened.

They were wrong. All these years, Yancy had protected her, taken care of her. And she deliberately disobeyed orders and it got her sister killed.

The last thing she needed was to see Chuck sneer at her in disgust for coming near him after all of that. She was an ex-Ranger. Disgraced. A fuck up. She wasn't going to be accused of trying to "trap" someone with a pregnancy.

And, eventually, selfishly, she wanted someone all her own. A connection to someone again. This child would be hers and hers alone. She grew to like that.

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So, she had the baby on her own. Supported herself with assistance and two jobs. Made sure the kiddo had everything important and tried to raise her as best she could in spite of the stagnant economy and on-going war against the kaiju. She named her "Sarah".

Sarah Becket.

Sarah Hansen, her mind would correct some days.

Had her mother's looks and eyes and her father's hair and smile. She was sweet, small for her age. Happy with her life even with how little her mother could give her sometimes.

She grew up watching coverage of the Jaegers, cheering them on. The cruelest irony being how she loved Striker Eureka "the best". Every time Raleigh saw Chuck on the television, she had to look away, distract herself. Pretend she was okay with Sarah saying she wanted to go to Australia some day. "I like how they talk!" She never told her her mother had once been a pilot. Never told her her father was one of the co-pilots of Striker Eureka.

Life was okay until Stacker came back into it.

She hadn't wanted anything to do with him or getting back into a Jaeger. Not after last time. She had a kid to feed and two jobs to hold down. But then he said the world was ending, that she needed to do it for her daughter if not for herself. Raleigh had wanted to punch him for saying it like that. But he was right. Sarah deserved a future. If Raleigh could give her nothing else, she had to give her daughter that.

The flight to the Shatterdome was filled with Raleigh finally coming clean about being a Jaeger pilot but she was still holding off on bringing the rest of it to light. She was dreading seeing Chuck again. If she was lucky, he wouldn't see any resemblance. Be clueless to her age, not able to make the connection.

If she was lucky.

Too bad it felt like she had run out of that a while back. ]

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i'm not even sorry

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libraritology: (My parents didn't make the flight.)

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[It wasn't her idea to go to the party and frankly, if things had been up to Evelyn she would have happily stayed in, finished going over the research that Professor Winter wanted done by next Friday, and called it an early evening. The other girls wanted out, however, and her work wasn't needed immediately and there were a slew of other excuses that she waved away before relinquishing to the will of peer pressure. (It would do her good, probably, to socialise outside of grading collegiate papers for the department head and getting to know the other assistants and transfers better, even if liquor-fueled conversation seemed a little less...ideal...than what she was used to.)

The get-together is loud, but the comfortable sort of boisterous atmosphere that calms her the longer she basks in it, a social butterfly on a good day with every intention of making the most of her time, barely-touched drink in hand. A pointed nudge in her ribs from a friend tells Evelyn that someone she knows is in proximity and, upon being waved over to a small cluster of people in the corner, huddled about a round table - there's a King Arthur joke she could make - she suddenly experiences a twinge of mild panic.

Astonishingly it isn't the subject matter that the co-eds are discussing, but the presence of a transfer she should have anticipated, all things considered. There are still some stereotypes that fit the bill. Swallowing a lump in her throat with more liquid courage she is ushered into the small space with the other handful of people and it is only then that she realises there's a bottle in the middle of the table.
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Oh, bloody Hell,

[she mutters around her glass, prematurely mortified by the implications. Surreptitious glances being the extent of her interactions with Charles ("Chuck") Hansen outside of passing acquaintanceship in the workplace and a mutual appreciation for whatever each other's skillsets are - no one works here without earning it - it is increasingly distressing to see him in an environment that suits him so well.

She flashes a smile (polite, brief, slightly nervous) across the table at him and internally curses the friend who brought her here.
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