#aedificatormonstrum

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aedificatormonstrum

    The German hadn't had much excitement really, only a few jobs here and there, meeting a few pilots and even talking to the ever so famous Chuck Hansen, but it seemed normal to her. The Jaeger Fly attitude was fading the more she wandered the halls and actually got to know more people.

    She stood on the shatterdome roof, leaning on the railing with a trench coat over her shoulders and watching the sea below. The sky had cleared up and only a few clouds dotted the horizon luckily, making it easy to see the stars. She was picking out the constellations, finding all the ones she was taught as a little girl.

      Though the footsteps behind her made her stop to look over her shoulder, not expecting many to be around at this time of night. Though you just never knew in this sort of place.

"You're from down in engineering, right? I'm from the K-science department."

☑ - A fact about the character

She'll occasionally threaten with bodily harm (via one of her numerous tools) but for the most part, she's joking.But she's found that few people have the guts to argue with an enraged doc who has a scalpel in hand.

✗ - A ship I can’t stand

Ugh there's a lot. Uhh, Clint x Loki.That's just a no-no for me

⋆ - A ship I have with my character

     Blueprints, blueprints everywhere. Mako Mori was a Ranger without a Jaeger, and call her self-depreciating, but there was something just a little bit pathetic about that image. As she'd reminded herself however, she had managed to build Gipsy Danger (essentially) from the ground upwards once before, so whoever said that she couldn't manage it a second time?

     Well, it appeared that the sheer mass of brain power that had to go into redesigning a whole Jaeger said so. And that was how Mako had found herself buried beneath spec sheets and design spreads at Danger's vacant hangar, distracted from her scribbling only by the passing figure.

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aedificatormonstrum

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    The German mathematician had been hard at work, reviewing sensory technology and seeing if it could be improved to detect the Breach at a much more quicker rate. If the Jaegers weren't ready then they needed another defense against the Kaiju, where ever the Breach may open this time.

    It was late, in fact later than usual since Newton had already wandered off to bed after Hermann insisted that he should and there was no sign of the brash Australian pilot anywhere. Though he doubted it would stop anyone from wandering down here into the Laboratory, even if the lights had been switched off and only the glow of his desk lamp and the Kaiju organs suspended in glass tubes around the room shed light.

               The creaking of the Laboratory caught the doctor's attention, making him stop in his work and look over his glasses at the door, not exactly expecting anyone. Well, Newton wouldn't be a surprise. Nor would Chuck or any of the other tag along pilots or Engineers his colleague had recruited.

           "Can I help you? It's a bit late to be wandering the Shatterdome don't you think?"