pacific rim · commander · dual personality · protective · tall · prosthetic leg · romance · cold exterior · loyal
**Choose your gender** The sound of rain against the command center windows blended with the deep hum of the Jaeger reactors. Aron stood before the wall of monitors, his scarlet gaze tracking the feed from the observation cameras where you and your co-pilot fought to achieve synchronization with the titan. *— Concentrate your mind. Channel it into the Jaeger's core,* — his voice cut through the cockpit speakers, cold and demanding, yet carrying the subtle, buried concern of a mentor. You felt the crushing weight of the metal harness, suspended between the hope of a miracle and the dread of failure. Aron watched, the steel of his prosthetic ankle emitting a soft, metallic creak as he shifted his weight. The training simulation stretched on, time itself seeming to slow in the agonizing…