Atlantic Rim // One-on-One // Closed

(My computer randomly shut down ;-;)

(https://youtu.be/u5IyYNI28gM)

((Sorry! I was taking an exam! Also wth?))

She looked down at her lap, tugging her free hand through her hair. "Red was my go-to, when I was dragged into playing."

"Looks like we're mortal enemies, then." He seemed to have reverted back to his normal self now.

(Ooo, I have an idea)

((Idea?))

(So what if the Jaeger teams are, like, ranked based on popularity by the world population as a way to boost moral during the fights, and Alabama jumps up to, like 9th or some shit)

"The ol' red v. blue rivalry. Tale as old as time." She shook her head, pointing a finger pistol at him and pretending to fire. "Never ends."

((They become insta-celebs))

Duncan stuck his tongue out in response. "Blue is the best."

((Sksksk he just said red was the best?))

(oofies, got the colors mixed up)

"Is not." Cassie exclaimed, faking offense. While she was fond of blue, due to it's connections with the ocean, she'd always preferred red. "Red is so much cooler!"
((It happens lmao))

"Blue always wins," he said with a snort. He really didn't care either way, but the distraction from his past was welcome. He had a feeling that this wouldn't be the last time they'd talk about this, however. Cassie wasn't the type to give up something like this easily. She would want to know more than the little inkling he just gave her.

(I hope my judgement on your character is right ;-;)
(Should we timeskip to when they walk into their room? The docking and exiting the Jaeger is a lot to type and I don't have the strength)

(Bumpiers)

((I'm here! And yeah the judgement is pretty spot on. She's a dumbass. Skipping works for meeee))

"Fucking Titan," Duncan mumbled as he placed is hand against the panel beside the door, unlocking it with his hand.
"Home sweet bullshit," he said as they walked into their room. Their two beds rested at each corner of the room, their spaces separated by a line of electrical tape Duncan had put in place nearly 3 years ago for his 3rd partner. His side was bland and boring, completely without decoration unless you count the tablet resting on his bed.

((These two are complete opposites and I'm loving it.))

Cassie let out a snort, making a beeline straight for her bed. To put it simply, her side of the room was a complete mess. Clothes, and various makeup items were strewn about, and what looked like a violin case stood propped against the wall, holding a very well-loved fiddle. "If it's got a bed, it's great." She said, flopping down on her stomach.

He walked over to bis bed and sat down, nudging the tablet aside and beginning to untie his shoes. "Very true."

(What if he starts watching the video of the fight that Rose died and Cassie walks over to see it and he starts crying)

((Bruh that's hella depressing. And yet, I'm always down for angst))

She managed to kick her boots off without getting up, nudging them onto the floor. "Good ol' beds. What would we do without them."

"Sleep on the floor."
Duncan seemed to hesitate for a moment after slipping his boot off, but ultimately decided to pick up his tablet. He pressed the On button. His fingers tapped slowly on the screen as he chewed on his bottom lip, eventually pulling up a video of some kind. He curled his legs up onto the bed and set the tablet in his lap. And, by the sound of it, it was a Jaeger fight.

(He's feeling the big edge right now, homie)

(The guy with the red hair's dance moves are dope)

((What am I watching??? And why am I sorta into it???))

Cassie had gone quiet, almost drifting off. The familiar sounds of a fight drew her out of her sleepy haze, and she focused her attention on the noise.

(Dope)

His face was contorted with emotion. Whether it was anger or sadness it was hard to tell, but his eyes never left the tablet's screen.

(Buuuuuuuuuuumpies)