starter meme - Pacific Rim edition (x) | accepting
There was no easy way to deal with WAR. It wasn’t about motivation,
or even hope – you forced yourself through each day, one foot in front
of the other. It was ugly, and it felt pointless, but you kept g o i n g.
Merlin had never seen himself as ranger material. Romeo Blue was
a beast of a machine - its twin pilots practically rock stars, flashes of
white smiles and matching trainers. They had been young, scraped
knees brought to their chests sat in front of the television.
He had seen the H O P E in Evan’s eyes.
It was Evan’s idea, to sign up. Since they were young Merlin was
eager to follow his brother on adventures, and this was no different.
Thousands of people had the same idea, the excitement a buzz in the
air (later, he’d question why anyone would sign their life away). They
were never the fastest runners, never the quickest learners. Evan was
the fighter – BOLD, passionate in a way that put light in his eyes. But they
had one thing – trust. A bond crafted of a childhood side by side that
placed them on a similar frequency, minds able to meld and work as ONE.
And now, they took that bond to the front-line of a b a t t l e.
Two years ago, their house had been crushed – years of possessions
lost in the wreckage. But that’s all they were. HOME now was a place in
his brother’s head, with memories that intertwined and laid themselves out
before them every time they stepped into a Jaeger. Now, there were no
D O U B T S – nothing left to question.
❝ ALWAYS. I’m right n e x t to you, Evan. I’m not going anywhere. ❞