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inspired by my little brother, drew (somehow my first) godzilla and kong
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â do you have any crumbs about tidal? â
TIDAL MY MONSTER CHILD MASTERPIECE
Endless crumbs, but I'm going to try to remain circumspect. Three fun scenes. Bold for commentary from here on out!
Cassian knew all the rumors.
Cassian has been ACTIVELY SEEKING OUT THE RUMORS. Their careers circle each other- their stats make them nearly level on a playing field that barely even exists. Cassian thinks Nesta in combat is like...the platonic ideal of a drift pilot.
All the stories- Serene Majestyâs design included armor made from Kaiju bone (TRUE, THANKS PROFESSOR VANSERRA), Serene was painted to match the exact blue shade of her older pilotâs eyes (False, but a very sexy coincidence that absolutely made it into war propaganda), Sereneâs nuclear core was the oldest still running, and they were lucky she hadnât melted the ocean floor of the Bering Strait right down to the mantle.
Fact: Nesta Archeron had solo piloted forty-one minutes longer than the nearest record holder, whoâd died in minute sixteen.
Can you hear Cassian's admiration? That LONGING for partnership. The raw appreciation of skill. MHM BABE YOU ARE NOT LOOKING RESPECTFULLY AND YOU KNOW IT Story: Nesta Archeron called him a patchwork dickbag within moments of meeting him, and proceeded to kick his ass, before they even let them drop test.
Picture, if you will, the very Fun Mako/Raleigh fight with the poles? the compatibility test? Right. That. Tank tops. Barren light and sweaty skin. REALLY GOOD HAIR. But a hand-to-hand fight.
Cassian: oh fun yes fuck let's do this lets see how we move together, come play Archeron
Nesta: walks right up to him and clocks him
The first thing Elain said when she saw Asani was, âOh, Nesta.â
And despite the fact that Nesta felt more like climbing bare through the Breach than getting in a jaeger with the man, she knew what her sister was seeing. The smile- two dimples on the right but one of the left. Close-cropped dark curls getting just long enough to assert themselves.
Shoulder and arms and everything that matched the face saying- youâre looking at a sculpture. Youâre looking at a person whose whole being might as well have been idealized from an artists eyes.
14 drops, 12 kills. Only two back to back drops in the same jaeger.
Hand to hand combat elite. Muay Thai. Second generation marine.
Charm that had cracked Amren.
Elain: Nesta that man is more your type than Your Type. HE CAN KEEP UP WITH YOU. He's not afraid of you. âI know,â Nesta said. Nesta: YES I WANT TO CLIMB THAT MOUNTAIN
Elain arched a pale brow- different color, same shape- and hummed. âAnd heâs?â Elain: a perfect lock, a fucking doom, a sync so deep and long lasting you probably can't drift with ANYONE ELSE? âYep.â Nesta: Yes. Nesta to Nesta: SO I'M PROBABLY GOING TO END UP ACCIDENTALLY KILLING HIM IN FUCKING DRIFT LIKE I DID YOU- THAT PERFECT STUPID ASSHOLE- Quietly, Elain swore.
She stole the binder out of his hand- they both pretended he hadnât already been holding it out, that their reaches hadnât perfectly, on time, overlapped. STILL GHOSTING BESTIES
She opened it. âMhmm. Where are we from? Easy, weâre both American. Do we have siblings?â She snickered. âYes. Where did we go to school? Places that are under the ocean now.â
GUYS guys guys they are both from places that no longer EXIST. They both came of age in war! they both, in a fucked way, thrive in the war. It's what they have- the infinite drift, purpose, and their siblings who are a direct part of that. Cassian tried to take the binder back. She shut it on his hand. âThat gave us the childhood trauma book?â AMREN IS GOOD AT HER JOB (AND FUCKING WITH NESTA) She flicked the hand he hadnât moved, lodged between the pages. âOrigin stories, Asani.â Nesta is a fucking NERD and she likes the shape of Cassian's name in her mouth. âWe already know all of this, Archeron,â He sighed, and she finally let him pull back. âWanna flip?â It seemed like a trap- it felt like��fun. Cassian had the distinctly wild thought that Nesta must have been a nightmare in first level training, and half wished heâd seen it. Had her voice already contained that murder drawl at sixteen?
The only thing messier than baby! Feysand would have been Baby Nessian. It would have been on sight. It would have been a CATASTROPHE. they would have fucked it up so hard and then longed for each other for years until like...out of the blue eloping the very next time they crossed paths. No hesitation.
Cassian leaned forward, propped elbows on knees. âGo ahead.â He might have said it like a challenge- Nestaâs face might have brightened in catlike pleasure.
âCassian Karam Asani. Twenty-seven years old, in service since your eighteenth birthday.â She was watching his face, and Cassian could do little but stare back. âYou grew up on the East coast. Have an older brother. Youâre a caffeine addict who likes to box. Dad died when you were ten.You have your motherâs green eyes and your paternal grandfathers face.â Her gaze flickered up, caught him.
Cassian could hear his heart hammering in his chest, pull from the rise and fall of his ribs too fast. âThatâs not in my file.â
Cassian to the world: calm, cheerful, good at his job. Cassian to himself: Sure I'm Good at this Sure I Can Feel Her in my BONES- sure i definitely fucked this up- there's no way nESTA WANTS TO KNOW ME- SHE CAN'T POSSIBLY-
Nesta: it's real bitch âWe dropped, Asani.â More than a drop, a successful drift. He didnât need to say it, Nesta was already sniping in victory. âYou love strawberry matcha cake.â âI can make it, too,â Cassian shot, with forced lightness.
Cassian: I COULD MAKE IT FOR YOU? what else did you see? if I'm yours...you're mine? please.
âNesta Iseult Archeron. West Coast. Your mom taught literature, which is how you got that name. She died when you were twelve. Youâre the older sister. Youâre also a caffeine addict. Three tattoos. You miss sparring with your sister, and it makes you feel like shit. You horde Korean moisturizer.â âEight tattoos.â She didnât mean herself. SHE'S GOING TO LEARN THEM WITH HER TEETH YALL
âYou hate the color blue.â hELLO, Trauma She laughed, and it wasnât particularly joyful. âYour brotherâs downstairs in the labs.â âWrong.â Realer smile, he wanted to keep talking, âI have two.â
Nesta recrossed her legs, the entire table monopolized. âMiddle child?â
An outstretched brown hand, tilted back and forth, âAzriel is only a year older than me. My other brother isâŚmore complicated. Much younger. Az and I half raised him, but we donât really talk.â And Nesta, mystifyingly said, âMe too. Two sisters, I mean.â She rolled her shoulders, made a face that said fuck, as her mouth continued with, âIâve been trying to keep her out of a jaeger since she was fourteen.â
Nesta casts them IN THE SAME ROLE in her head. The middle child thing trips her for precisely two seconds and then. of course. Yeah, of course. âThree Archerons in the corps? Thatsâ- âThe Admiralties wet dream, I know. Sheâs good- sheâs so, so good, but Iâm trying to make sure she grows up first.â
Nesta: OVER MY DEAD FUCKNG BODY WILL MY BABY SISTER GO FIGHT THIS WAR
âRhys canât drift. Heâs Airforce now, incredible- twenty years ago, heâd be on tract to be an astronaut, but now-â I loved making Rhys finally bad at something? He's a smart, angry kid thrashing around in a difficult world. He's SO CLASSICALLY YOUNG AND STUPID ABOUT EVERYTHING âNow the world is gone to shit?â âTried to, at least.â Her laugh was nearly silent, small. Real.
Cassian looked at Nesta, and Nesta looked at Cassian.
The Look. The i SEE YOU AND YOU SEE ME, no this changes nothing, no this changes everything Look-
Amren is very, very, VERY good at her job, have I mentioned that?
#author commentary: all yelling???#Tidal is my favorite nessian ever babes#there's so much weird little meta shoved into the very stripped down format#just#Nesta punching Cassian in the face within ten minutes of meeting him!#Cassian#seeing Nesta as somehow on this other level#but Nesta always seeing them as the SAME#Elain clocking in three seconds flat that this is going to be ridiculous!#Thanks for the ask babe
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