"What have you done to this poor beauty?"
After pulling his helmet off Hercules Hansen glanced at the short female mechanic who'd been working on Striker for a couple years now. Glancing up at the big Jaeger he'd just gotten out of he sighed, "We took a beating tonight but still won."
From behind him his son Chuck snorted, "A sorry victory but one all the same."
Herc watched as the younger male stormed off down the walkway and then turned his attention back to the mechanic, "Job security right?"
"I suppose so," Joanna said as she shook her head before looking back at the pilot of this particular Jaeger for a moment. "Are you alright?"
He gave a sigh and then shrugged before flashing her a tired grin, "Stick kicking so I guess that's something." His tone suggested he might not be overly appreciative at the moment but it seemed more and more Herc wasn't quite all there.
Jo tipped her head as she looked at him, "You don't look like you just took down another Kaiju Herc."
Glancing at the woman he managed a little more genuine smile. He had to admit seeing her standing here with her overalls tied low on her hips and that white tank top that sported a few spots of grease from working hugging her chest did him good. Jo had no idea he was attracted to her and he intended to keep it that way, he enjoyed the light flirting that went on between them even if he did feel guilty about it some times.
Herc was perfectly aware that she was younger than he was by at least ten years if not more but that didn't seem to stop his attraction. She was spunky and didn't mind laying into him or Chuck when she thought they had been careless with the machine she took such pains to keep in working order for them.
It didn't hurt that she was also one of the few women in the shatterdome or that she had the darkest brown hair he'd ever seen. Unfortunately he'd never seen it down, obviously long hair wasn't all that great when one worked around machines all the time. She had the strangest eyes, a grey so light it almost couldn't be considered a color but they were striking all the same.
He had no idea while he admired her dark hair and light eyed combination she was doing the same. Jo kept her own feelings to herself, the red headed pilot probably didn't want anything to do with her beyond the work she could do on his Jaeger. She had never seen eyes so blue before even if she didn't get long looks as them, she didn't dare look him in the eye for very long.
"I've been at it long enough to know there will just be another one," he said with a shrug of his shoulders before pulling at the neck of his suit. After spending so much time in the thing he was ready to be out of it.
She sensed his discomfort and flashed him a quick grin that sent a sensation he couldn't fully describe through him, "Alright get out of here. I'll see what I can do with this mess."
Taking one more look at the Jaeger he shook his head, "Somehow you always come through. Thanks Jo."
Another one of those easy smiles that touched him deep down in a place he thought long since deep, "Like you said, job security. Now go take a shower and get some sleep, you look like crap."
He chuckled but left her to do her job now that his was over. Really the damage wasn't that bad but it would take a little time to repair all the same.