𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐚𝐦 | 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐑𝐢𝐦/𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐏

𝐬𝐢𝐱

❝𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 you tell me is ever good when you ask me to come down here. This better not be a huge problem, Doctor," Marshall Becket is in for a handful, then.

"Well, I have good news and bad," Raleigh asks for bad, "Newton is out of prison-"

"What? Why the hell is he out!?"

"Marshall, if you would let me continue-" he tried to stay calm.

"No! That man killed thousands of people. He brought destruction when the world was just healing itself. He killed my goddamn partner, Gottlieb. My second partner. That man should not be anywhere but locked in that room." He slams his hand on Hermann's desk, and Tendo jumps a mile from where he's stood behind the man.

"That man you speak of, Marshall Becket, was not himself. You of all people know what the Kaiju are capable of." he continues talking before Raleigh can open his mouth, "We formulated a plan. I opened a Breach, of sorts, in an attempt to send Newton to another world.

"You did what?"

"It worked. He is there now, and hopefully being in an alternative universe will perhaps sever his ties to the Precursors."

"You opened a Breach... How in the hell did you manage that?" Raleigh looks sort of impressed, if Hermann really squints through the anger.

"Ah. That would be two decades of trial and error-"

"The equipment, Hermann."

"That would be Pentecost. But please, do not give him trouble. All reprocussion should be given to me."

"Alright, I respect that. So, what's the good news?"

"We may have discovered time travel."

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"Dude, you're awake so late," Mac whispers from the kitchen. Newt is huddled around various plastic containers on the floor of the apartment, and Mac just hopes he doesn't let any stray yuck burn a hole through the floor.

"I've gotta test it. I know there's something weird about this, Mac." Mac fills two glasses with water, and sits down on the couch in front of the man. Newt gladly takes a glass, keeping it far away from anything he's testing.

"Why don't you take a break, man. It's like, there's am. You wanna watch a movie?" Newt shakes his head, pouring water from the glass into a container, watching it sizzle as it hits the surface.

"I need a pipette and Universal Indicator and a microscope... God, what is this shit?" He mumbles, shakes his head.

"Dude, we can take you to Science Bitch tomorrow if you just chill. Is the movie Predator a thing over there?"

"Yeah, dude, it's sick." Labels and lids are put on containers, even though the yuck would definitely not dry without. And Newt finally sits on the couch.

"What about Thunder Gun?" A blank face causes Mac to roll his eyes. He picks up a DVD from a shelf, "We're watching it, you can't say no. Dude hangs insane dong in this movie." Newt raises his eyebrows.

He does. It's kinda impressive.

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The whole Shatterdome is still active, awake into the early hours of the morning. Word has spread quickly at Hermann's discovery, and everyone buzzes with hope and excitement and dread at what the hell this means.