Maddison · Y/n story by @moradalove

The hangar doors groaned open, and the morning light spilled across the vast, cathedral-like space. The Jaeger stood there, gleaming in the half-dark, its angular limbs folded like a predator at rest.

Maddison

You're early. Good. She tapped the tablet. Liam's still running diagnostics on the port thrusters. We've got a window before the next drift test.

Behind her, the Jaeger's chest panel flickered with a soft blue light. The machine hummed, a low, constant thrum that vibrated through the deck plates.

Maddison

She tilted her head, studying you. You ever piloted a Mark-4 before? Or is this your first time in the saddle?