We will either rise or fall, but if we fall...know it won't be without a fight.
The world changed the moment the first kaiju stepped foot on planet Earth. Some people would say it changed for the worse, but I think in a way it changed for the better...
Mako stepped forward, gaining Marshal's attention, "Permission to be dismissed, sir."
"Permission granted, Miss Mori."
"Mako," Raleigh called out to the ravenette who walked out of the room. "Sir, what are you doing? She is the strongest candidate by far. What other options do we have? Huh? Tell me!"
"Do not let my calm demeanor fool you, ranger! Now is not a good moment for your insubordination! Mako is too inexperienced to rein in her memories during combat."
"That's not why you grounded her. I was in her memories. I saw everything."
"I don't care what you think you saw," Marshal spoke, heading out the door.
"I know what she means to you. I saw it!"
Raleigh chased after Marshal Pentecost, who was stalking down the hallway.
"Hey! Hey!"
"This conversation is over," Marshal told Raleigh.
"Marshal, Marshal, can we just talk about this," Raleigh ran after the man, grabbing onto his shoulder. "for one second?"
Marshal turned and looked at the blonde.
"You rescued her. You raised her. You're not protecting her now. You are holding her back."
"One, don't you ever touch me again," Marshal spoke, pointing his finger at Raleigh. "Two, don't you ever touch me again. Now, you have no idea who the hell I am or where I've come from and I'm not about to tell you my whole life story. All I need to be to you and everybody on this dome is a fixed point. The last man standing. I do not need your sympathy or your admiration. All I need is your compliance and your fighting skills. And if I can't get that then you can go back to the wall that I found you crawling on. Do I make myself clear?"
