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Hannibal Makes a Deal	By : NaomiSakagura Category: -Movies Misc > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After Hannibal Chau had taken his leave, Herc offered Newt a seat, amusement still present on his face. “Now, I know you’re excited t’ play ‘round some Kaiju guts, but I got a job for ya first.”
            Newt forced himself to become calm. Gibbering in German wasn’t going to get them anywhere. He slowly sat down in the seat previously occupied by the dealer. “What’s up?”
            Herc hated to do this, knowing that the man was probably happy to be back with his wife and to have a little vacation, but he needed both of them for this feat. “I need ya to get ahold of Dr. Gottlieb. I don’t need him here physically, but I need his brain.”
            Newt coughed to cover a laugh. That sounded a little weird, but he knew what the Marshall meant. “You know he’s going to be pissed right?”
            Herc shook his head sadly, “Yeah, he ‘as ev’ry right t’ be, but this is important. The two of ya can work together t’ help me get schematics fer the mechanics to build those Jaegers.”
            Newt sat back and thought for a minute. It made sense that Hansen was asking the two of them first. The way Hannibal put it, he was wanting them to completely revamp the whole design, which in his opinion was a good idea. One week to do it though? Was that enough time? He wasn’t sure. He decided to bring that up first. He turned back to the Australian. “Think we could get Chau to give us more time? A week isn’t very long to get plans drawn up, especially if we have to start from scratch. Herman and I are smart, but not computers.”
            Herc nodded, “I understand. I’ll phone him in a few days. I’m sure he’ll give ya extra time. He’s a smart man. ‘Sides, without us, he loses money.”
            Newt nodded, “That’s true. Not sure I want to be fucking around with someone’s money, especially his, but I guess we could use it as leeway.”
            “I don’t like the idea either, but I can’t have him pushin’ me around, or my people.” Hansen’s face became sour at that.
            “I’ll see if I can get ahold of Herman, but first let me get my data straight. I’ve got notes written down from over the years, but I need to compare them to the most recent events. Without those other bodies though, the best I can do is guess to a degree.”
            “Think you can get it t’gether in two days and come back t’ me? I know the drift was traumatic, but…”
            “What I know about their biology, and now the hive mind, Herman should be able to translate some of it into mathematical equations that would be advantageous on our part. Can you get me a set of each Mark’s plans? Some of it may be useful.”
            Hansen nodded, “I can do that. I’ll have it in your lab before the end o’ the day. I’ll speak with two mechanics that I trust. I want this t’ stay quiet for now. Just ‘cause we won, doesn’t mean the government will be supportive o’ this.”
            “Will do, Marshall.”
            Taking this to be the end of the conversation, Hansen stood when Newt did, shook his hand, and watched the kid leave. Honestly, he agreed with Chau and Newt. The Jaegers were good and had gotten them through, but they lost a lot of people. There had to be a better way. Some of the Kaiju cut through the metal like butter. Newt had said that they were based off of creatures here on earth, but beyond looks, they seemed vastly different. This last time, they lost every Jaeger they had, and almost all their pilots, including his son and the formal Marshall. He hadn’t really grieved over his son’s death, and he regretted it some. The only problem was that he had a whole base of people to take care of right now. His duties took up most of his time and now he had this added to his plate. He wasn’t sure how long he could keep this hidden, but he was going to do his best. The government didn’t understand. Probably didn’t care either. He picked up the phone and, after two rings, a female picked up.
            “Elaine speaking.” The voice was deeper than a typical female, but that was to be expected considering the woman’s heritage.
            “Hey, I need ya to get Leon and head my way.”
            “Alright. What’s up?”
            “I’ll tell ya when ya come. Also, can you bring the plans for the Jaegers with ya? I need ‘em.”
            “Okay, we’ll be there in a few minutes.”
            “Thanks.” He didn’t hear a response, only a click. He set the phone back down on the receiver and walked around his desk. The sun coming in from the balcony was bright, but it was a nice change after all the rain they had had as of late. He went out the glass doors and leaned on the metal railing. The wind was strong, blowing his clothes tightly against the side of his body. He breathed in deeply, the smell of salt and ocean filling his lungs. He thought of the ocean, wild, vast, and free. It did as it pleased and was not to be underestimated. He smiled to himself, it reminded him of his son. Chuck had been a force to be reckoned with, but in the end, despite some of his less than stellar qualities, he had done the right thing and sacrificed himself for the good of the Earth. The Australian leaned heavily now, the rail creaking in protest against his weight. He wondered if there was anything left, or if it was worth it to check. He had held off on a burial ceremony until everything at the Shatter Dome was settled. Even so, people still came to him and gave their condolences for the loss of his son. He would have been surprised that Raleigh had been one of the first, but he knew that despite the two’s misgivings, Raleigh would have never wished death on Chuck.
            There was a knock at the door. Herc turned towards it and hollered, “Come in, it’s open!” He heard the door slide open and two bodies shuffle in. He turned and rested his back against the bar, his elbows close to his sides.
            “G’day mate.” Elaine had a hard time keeping a straight face and nearly messed up the mimicked accent when saying that.
            Herc, used to her antics, rolled his eyes, “Y’know we don’t actually talk like that, right?” The Australian had met Elaine when she was 19. She had been the mechanic for his Jaeger at the time and so they spent more time together than not. Her intelligence and strong work ethic had landed her the job as an intern, working under senior mechanics to prove she could be useful to the program. Ten years later and she was one of the best in the whole place, other than Leon. Together, they made an unbeatable team.
            Elaine shrugged, sheepish smile on her face.
            Herc pushed off the railing and walked back over to his desk, “I need you all to do me a favor.”
            Elaine and the man beside her, Leon, looked at him, serious faces now. “How can we help?”
            “You both know that Pentecost had an agreement with Chau in order t’ keep this place up and runnin’,” they nodded so he continued, “I’ve decided to re-open the contract. We lost all our Jaegers and I know you weren’t at the meeting, but Dr. Geiszler and Dr. Gottlieb think that this isn’t the last round with the Kaiju.”
            “You want us to build them for you.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. The Marshall nodded. “If we agree to do this, how can we guarantee that Chau won’t use them for his own gain? They were destructive as it was without that being the purpose. If he has them under his control, who’s to say he won’t use them as a threat?”
            “That’s what I was worried about too, but I have his word in writing that that isn’t his intention. Normally, a man like him, I wouldn’t trust, even in writing, but though he’s in the black market, he’s been about as honorable as one of those types can be.”
            “I’ll put a fail safe in them.” For the first time, Leon spoke up. In almost every way he was the opposite of Elaine. While she was curvy and outspoken- fitting of her Nordic heritage, he was more tall, lithe, and to the point. The two of them had met four years ago and immediately sparks had flown. It wasn’t long later and they were married. She was much younger than him, sixteen years to be exact, but someone her age just wouldn’t have fit the bill. They brought out the best in each other and it made Herc smile to see them together. Leon had come to work for the Jaeger program six years after Elaine had been hired on, but he was far more experienced than she, causing them to bicker a lot when they first met. Now, they were like a well-oiled machine.
            Grey eyes met chocolate and they both nodded. Hansen could do nothing, but look on in confusion. “A fail safe?”
            Leon nodded, “Only Elaine and I will know where it’s at. If the Kaiju dealer decides to pull off some crazy ass stunt, we’ll shut ‘em down in a heart beat.”
            “Leon is right. No matter how trustworthy the man seems, desperate times can lead to desperate measures.”
            Herc sat in his chair and leaned back. “Hmm… Guess you’re right. Do what you have t’ then. Dr. Geiszler is in his lab workin’ on gettin’ his notes together. He asked for the Mark 1-5 Jaeger plans t’ work off of. The three of you and Dr. Gottlieb will be working together.”
            “Are we updating the old plans or…?” Elaine was a little confused. If he wanted new Jaegers, they could build them without the help of the two scientists.
            “We’ve talked and all agreed that scrappin’ the old plans would be best. We need something better and safer. Those two were the only ones t’ drift with a Kaiju brain. They’d have the best knowledge t’ figure out how t’ build Jaegers that won’t get sliced through like bread.”
            Elaine nodded and Leon spoke up again, “Knowledge of the enemy is the best defense.”
            “Except when you’re dating.” Elaine piped up jokingly.
            Leon’s face soured some, “Whatever.” Most were intimidated by him, despite his lanky build. Tattoos covered his arms and even several on his neck, as well as piercings on his face and in his ears. He had that ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude, which was probably attributed to his age, as indicated by the salt and pepper colored hair and beard he sported.
            Elaine had never been afraid of him. She was the type that liked to play with fire and miraculously she didn’t get burnt this time. She slipped her hand into his and laced their fingers together. “We’ll do this favor for you, Marshall. How long do we have?”
            “Chau wants the schematics in his hand in a week, but we all know that isn’t enough time t’ scrap together a toaster, let alone a Jaeger. I’m goin’ t’ speak with him in two days time and bargain fer more time.”
            “Now THAT I can do. I can build him a nice shiny toaster…then, I’ll throw it at his face!” Elaine smirked.
            Leon let out a surprised chuckle under his breath.
            Herc looked on, exasperated, “Just go give the plans to Newt.” Honestly, if he were to let her, she would. She was a couple cents short of a dollar, if you caught his drift.
            The two nodded and Leon led Elaine out, hands still linked together.
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