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[AN: Out of respect for the Irwin family, I’m making a very Steve-like character]
“Damn crazy Australians,” muttered Pentecost.
The team for Beautiful Hostile had arrived. Jaeger, pilot and… co-pilot. If such a term could be used for a crocodile that Harry Banks sort of kept as a pet.
That was part of the winning strategy for Beautiful Hostile. It beat the Kaiju by literally fighting like an animal. Some joked that Harry Banks understood animals so deeply that he’d become drift compatible with all of them.
Especially the dangerous ones native to Australia.
Pentecost stayed very still as they approached, lest the crocodile think he was tasty.
“No worries, mate,” breezed Harry. “He’s had his chickens. Full as a goog[1]. Wouldn’t bite, even if it’s to find out what you taste like.”
“Haha,” he smiled dutifully and shook his hand. “Welcome to the team, Harry… and…”
“Paul,” supplied Harry.
Paul the Crocodile rumbled.
Harry laughed. “You’ll get used to ‘im, no worries. He’s a big softie, to be honest. Though I found it helps the fight to make sure he gets his chicken, after.”
Crazy Australians.
It was no real surprise that, while Pentecost was out searching for other pilots, Harry and Paul took on a Kaiju and achieved mutually assured destruction. It was also no shock that the last transmission from Beautiful Hostile was, “Crikey, what a ripper!” in a tone of enthusiastic awe.
[1] egg.
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