In a jaeger, Chuck was, until the very end, virtually unstoppable. He had the highest kill count in the PPDC, the most advanced equipment, a natural in the machines he'd spent most of his childhood around, and a hell of a lot of anger to fuel him. Only a busted bomb release is what did him in at the end. Though he doesn't regret the choice he made, he likes to think that, had that release not been jammed, he would have walked away from that fight at the end.
He doesn't know what the hell he would have done after that, but that's entirely beside the point.
As capable as he may be, though, it isn't as if he's never lost a fight with another person before. This just might be the most humiliating, and the most goddamn terrifying. He'd thought, when those things broke in and attacked, that they were coming after Laura, who'd seemed at first to be their target, and he'd done his best to defend her. He hadn't expected to be overpowered, or that the next thing he knew, he'd be stuck in a fucking cage.
Sitting back in the corner, knees drawn up to his chest, he's bruised and angry and, though he'd be loath to admit it, terrified. Of course, being scared has only made him that much angrier, but he sets that aside as well as he's able when he hears Laura's voice, relief cutting through everything else. As quickly as he can, he scrambles in her direction. It's a sick thing to have to be grateful that at least she's close by, but he is even so.
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Date: 2019-06-14 07:13 am (UTC)He doesn't know what the hell he would have done after that, but that's entirely beside the point.
As capable as he may be, though, it isn't as if he's never lost a fight with another person before. This just might be the most humiliating, and the most goddamn terrifying. He'd thought, when those things broke in and attacked, that they were coming after Laura, who'd seemed at first to be their target, and he'd done his best to defend her. He hadn't expected to be overpowered, or that the next thing he knew, he'd be stuck in a fucking cage.
Sitting back in the corner, knees drawn up to his chest, he's bruised and angry and, though he'd be loath to admit it, terrified. Of course, being scared has only made him that much angrier, but he sets that aside as well as he's able when he hears Laura's voice, relief cutting through everything else. As quickly as he can, he scrambles in her direction. It's a sick thing to have to be grateful that at least she's close by, but he is even so.
"Laura. Laura!"