Having been part of the entourage headed to the control room, Emmett had a great view of exactly what happened. He'd been excited about seeing a pair of veterans in action, and on his first day here, no less! When the group reached the control room, he took in his surroundings Beeping monitors could be found in every corner of the room, and the low hum of electricity filled the air. Claiming his spot right by the door, he watched the two glowing dots on the radar got closer and closer to each other. For a while, everything seemed to be going well for Iron Hunter. And after that, it appeared that their mission was complete when they took down the Kaiju. However, things only went south from there, as two more Kaijus appeared. Despite the fact that Gipsy Danger was being deployed, Raleigh and Mako didn't manage to get there quickly enough. In the aftermath of the battle, Leo had been killed, but he died saving Iris.
Emmett let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. He knew being a ranger was dangerous, but casualties had been lessened exponentially these recent years. He supposed it just went to show that you could never underestimate Kaijus. Before he knew it, the show was over and he and another were being herded back to their rooms. Emmett just watched in concern as Mako ran off, presumably to the med bay. He considered heading there as well, since he was pretty worried about Iris. He didn't think she had suffered any serious injuries, but he couldn't really be sure. In the end though, he decided it'd probably be best to back off. Too many people might aggravate her condition, and he didn't even know if he was welcome. Maybe he'd check on her tomorrow, instead. As Emmett retreated back into his room, the metal door slammed shut with a resounding bang.
The next morning, Emmett awoke to the shrill cry of his alarm clock. Letting out a pitiful groan, he rolled over onto his side and threw the too-thin covers off of himself. His eyes were barely open as he dragged himself to the showers, towel and a change of clothes in hand. He vaguely wondered if he was going to be able to make it through the day. But one ice-cold shower later, he was wide awake. Now dressed in a dark grey v-neck and a pair of sweatpants in a lighter shade, he made his way to the cafeteria. Despite last night's events, his stomach was grumbling and it wasn't going to feed itself.
Upon reaching the cafeteria, Emmett found that it was already filled with people. You'd think getting up this early in the morning would give you a headstart on the breakfast time crowd, but apparently not. Grabbing a tray for himself, he soon got a serving of mashed potatoes, bread, and some sort of stewed meat. Eyes darting around, Emmett managed to find an empty table. As he sat down, he noticed Iris milling around the area. He briefly contemplated calling out to her, but as of the moment, sating his hunger was priority number one. And he didn't really want her to see him wolfing down his food like a barbarian.
Emmett let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. He knew being a ranger was dangerous, but casualties had been lessened exponentially these recent years. He supposed it just went to show that you could never underestimate Kaijus. Before he knew it, the show was over and he and another were being herded back to their rooms. Emmett just watched in concern as Mako ran off, presumably to the med bay. He considered heading there as well, since he was pretty worried about Iris. He didn't think she had suffered any serious injuries, but he couldn't really be sure. In the end though, he decided it'd probably be best to back off. Too many people might aggravate her condition, and he didn't even know if he was welcome. Maybe he'd check on her tomorrow, instead. As Emmett retreated back into his room, the metal door slammed shut with a resounding bang.
The next morning, Emmett awoke to the shrill cry of his alarm clock. Letting out a pitiful groan, he rolled over onto his side and threw the too-thin covers off of himself. His eyes were barely open as he dragged himself to the showers, towel and a change of clothes in hand. He vaguely wondered if he was going to be able to make it through the day. But one ice-cold shower later, he was wide awake. Now dressed in a dark grey v-neck and a pair of sweatpants in a lighter shade, he made his way to the cafeteria. Despite last night's events, his stomach was grumbling and it wasn't going to feed itself.
Upon reaching the cafeteria, Emmett found that it was already filled with people. You'd think getting up this early in the morning would give you a headstart on the breakfast time crowd, but apparently not. Grabbing a tray for himself, he soon got a serving of mashed potatoes, bread, and some sort of stewed meat. Eyes darting around, Emmett managed to find an empty table. As he sat down, he noticed Iris milling around the area. He briefly contemplated calling out to her, but as of the moment, sating his hunger was priority number one. And he didn't really want her to see him wolfing down his food like a barbarian.