Raleigh Becket wasn't there to be a Cadet. He'd already put in his time, done the hard work, and you know what? It'd paid off. The opening of a second Academy was a great idea. The program was expanding and they needed to broaden their efforts as much as possible to gather the best recruits. And while it was great, the last thing Raleigh ever expected was to be reassigned to the Valparaíso Shatterdome.
But he and Yancy weren't the only ones. Having worked well together before, both Gipsy Danger and Striker Eureka were reunited to work in tandem and protect the new recruits when the complex opened. And, strategically, it wasn't a bad position to be in. Sure, Raleigh missed home and was pretty sure the heat and humidity might kill him most days, but it was something he could adapt to. And he had always been good at that.
And besides, he liked being right in the thick of the action. Having been through it all before, he was interested in seeing what came out of the new Academy, play with the new tech, maybe even hold a few open sparring sessions. He knows that part of being a Ranger is PR. He knows he stands for something, for a lot of things, actually, and while he's done more ridiculous photo shoots and magazine interviews and chat show appearances than he can count, he absolutely loves his job. Because he gets to wake up every day knowing he's doing something with his life. He's saving the world and he and his brother are doing it in a 260 foot Jaeger.
And they're damn good at it.
And being that guy in front of new hopefuls is inspiring. Being the beacon, the thing to work towards, it's pressure, sure, but he doesn't mind. What could be more pressure than a one on one fist fight with a giant alien monster?
So when the new Cadets arrived, he and his brother were there to receive them with a handshake and an effortless smile. They don't have to introduce themselves, there's not a person alive who doesn't know the pilots of Gipsy Danger. They're household names. And while they might be incredibly famous, they don't bite. Go ahead and say hello.
I; You've just arrived and have been herded into the reception hall. The Beckets are there greeting and shaking hands, chatting, even signing autographs and taking selfies with people. Go ahead and introduce yourself. You're going to be sharing space for a while.
II; Missed them at reception? That's fine. Raleigh is out and about by himself most evenings getting his bearings of the complex. It's just as new for him as it is for you.
III; Bet you want to see a Jaeger up close and personal. Sorry, you're probably not allowed in the hanger, but if you ask nicely he might show you a window he's found where you can get a glimpse of Gipsy and Striker.
IV; Got some questions about what it's like to be a Ranger? To Drift? He's your man. Raleigh will talk about his love for the job until he's blue in the face and keep going even then.
V; Wildcard. Turn a tight corner and run into him head first? kick a rock and he walked in the way at the absolute worst possible moment? A member of the Raleigh Becket Fan Club~? Come at me, bros.
Raleigh Becket | Pacific Rim
But he and Yancy weren't the only ones. Having worked well together before, both Gipsy Danger and Striker Eureka were reunited to work in tandem and protect the new recruits when the complex opened. And, strategically, it wasn't a bad position to be in. Sure, Raleigh missed home and was pretty sure the heat and humidity might kill him most days, but it was something he could adapt to. And he had always been good at that.
And besides, he liked being right in the thick of the action. Having been through it all before, he was interested in seeing what came out of the new Academy, play with the new tech, maybe even hold a few open sparring sessions. He knows that part of being a Ranger is PR. He knows he stands for something, for a lot of things, actually, and while he's done more ridiculous photo shoots and magazine interviews and chat show appearances than he can count, he absolutely loves his job. Because he gets to wake up every day knowing he's doing something with his life. He's saving the world and he and his brother are doing it in a 260 foot Jaeger.
And they're damn good at it.
And being that guy in front of new hopefuls is inspiring. Being the beacon, the thing to work towards, it's pressure, sure, but he doesn't mind. What could be more pressure than a one on one fist fight with a giant alien monster?
So when the new Cadets arrived, he and his brother were there to receive them with a handshake and an effortless smile. They don't have to introduce themselves, there's not a person alive who doesn't know the pilots of Gipsy Danger. They're household names. And while they might be incredibly famous, they don't bite. Go ahead and say hello.
I; You've just arrived and have been herded into the reception hall. The Beckets are there greeting and shaking hands, chatting, even signing autographs and taking selfies with people. Go ahead and introduce yourself. You're going to be sharing space for a while.
II; Missed them at reception? That's fine. Raleigh is out and about by himself most evenings getting his bearings of the complex. It's just as new for him as it is for you.
III; Bet you want to see a Jaeger up close and personal. Sorry, you're probably not allowed in the hanger, but if you ask nicely he might show you a window he's found where you can get a glimpse of Gipsy and Striker.
IV; Got some questions about what it's like to be a Ranger? To Drift? He's your man. Raleigh will talk about his love for the job until he's blue in the face and keep going even then.
V; Wildcard. Turn a tight corner and run into him head first? kick a rock and he walked in the way at the absolute worst possible moment? A member of the Raleigh Becket Fan Club~? Come at me, bros.