Dr. Hermann Gottlieb

[ indie Hermann Gottlieb blog mun 21+ non selective & oc friendly written by beeble ]

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     The sea has always been rough, the further out from land and the weather impacted the current of the ocean no matter if it were Pacific, Atlantic, Indian etc. They all acted the same. And that left Hermann holding onto the rail of the ship Shao Industries had brought with a tight grip. They had set out in research of where (not) Newton had reopened the breach. Scientists and researchers clung desperately to the railings as the ship sailed closer.       Something didn’t feel right. It wasn’t just Hermann’s sea-sickness; there was something else. If he believed in superstition or odd feelings, he’d say that the further out they went, the more it felt. Off.       The ship crashed into a wave, jerking it’s passengers and forced Hermann to almost drop to his knees. Out in the distance, a bright light was forming from the water ahead of them. Shouts surrounded him, both PPDC officials and Shao employers were pointing but before anything could be done, the water seemed to open up around the light and the ship crashed down into it.          @hermanngottlied​

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arockstxr‌:

Newt nodded at that, knowledgeably, and shifted his torso in a teasing way that made them mimic the side-to-side swaying of high-school dances for a moment.

“So, you think I’m a delinquent, huh?” he said. “What’s that make you? The studious school-boy I’m corrupting?”

            Hermann hummed, his eyes dropping as he ran a hand down Newt’s chest.     ❝  Yes, I imagine Lars would be far from impressed.  ❞     When he meets Newton’s eyes again, there’s a teasing smirk in the corner of his lips.       ❝  And I’ve always enjoyed disobeying him....  ❞

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“Yeah, yeah,” Newt said, tugging him closer, “Fine. Have it your way. What would work better for you? What about Little Shop of Horrors? You have a crush on Rick Moranis, right?”

The question was asked in an honest tone, but he was barely restraining a mischievous smile.

           Hermann made sure to do a good show of rolling his eyes as Newt tugged him, but he didn’t deny the closeness. Instead, placing a hand on his shoulder.      ❝  I wouldn’t put it past you to have a man-eating plant.  ❞      And what a horrific thought that would be.     ❝  You are sort of his delinquent cousin.  ❞

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“Yes, what could’ve tipped him off… I wonder… ‘cause you do do that thing where you blush, furiously, and try to hide it by adjusting your reading glasses, I’m just saying.”

          ❝  I do not,  ❞     he does.      ❝  Honestly, you’re making it sound so much more ridiculous than it was.  ❞

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i’m going to try and revive Hermann tonight; apologies for the lack of being around

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arockstxr‌:

“Well, how far we’ve come, hot stuff. From filing complaint after complaint, to becoming one yourself for taking up too much of the crew’s time. You know, we should really get you a journal. Or a tape recorder, like me. Something to siphon off all this excess love into.”

     ❝  I am not some school girl with a crush, Newton. We’re two consenting adult males in a relationship, I don’t need to write about my feelings or, Heaven forbid, talk immensely into a recorder — as you like to do. One of them asked how you were going and I answered accordingly. I can’t be blamed if he mistook my answer as being smitten.  ❞

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“When I’m not a-”

He bit back a smile.

“What, do you go around to the Jaeger techs referring to me as your liebling?”

      ❝  Don’t be absurd. That’s completely ridiculous.  ❞    The tips of his ears go pink and he avoids Newton’s eyes.    ❝  If you hear about one of the J-Tech’s filing a complaint against a ‘love-sick puppy’, it’s not about me.  ❞

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arockstxr‌:

Newt tipped his head from side to side at Hermann’s first sentence, his expression saying, ‘Yeah, yeah’.

“Oh, nobody we know.” he said. “Some kid helping in one of the Jaeger drives off-base.”

There were some scattered programs trying to gain funding to keep the Shatterdome afloat.

“He might be coming to visit, though,” said Newt, tilting his head, “Maybe we should chaperone. Make sure they don’t start necking during one of Pentecost’s speeches.”

     Hermann choked on his food at Newton’s words.   ❝  What in heavens for? You were just saying how you couldn’t stand Mr. Hansen and now you want to chaperone him and his partner on a tour of the Shatterdome? I don’t believe your intentions, Newton.  ❞      With a shake of his head, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb before continuing. ❝  I understand he can be hard of character, but he has not so much as disrespected the Marshall. I don’t think ‘necking’ as you put it, would be something he’d do. Not when he is a pilot in our most leading Jeagers.  ❞

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It was a little comforting that neither of them were alone in their worry about this. But it also meant that it was a legitimate concern, not just his own paranoia.

His first instinct was to cover Hermann’s hand with his own. Instead, he lightly bumped him with his shoulder, giving him a smile, and a soft, “Hey”, to try and lighten the mood. But since he had no joke to follow, he couldn’t imagine it did much good.

“We were dealing with- Like, even when I thought it’d be just enough neural stress to survive, I was thinking it’d be a tiny piece of one Kaiju. We were connected to the whole hivemind. I mean, that’s probably gonna leave a stronger ghost drift than hooking up our brains to Beefhunk McGhee from Wisconsin, or whatever.” he said, with a slight smile.

He let it drop, turning more serious.

“But… if we are a little too messed up, then we’ll figure it out. Together, right?” he said. “We’ve got at least seven PhDs between us. That’s gotta count for something.”

     Hermann looked to him, expecting something else — anything else but a single word that did nothing to dim his concern. What could be said after hooking yourself up to an alien hivemind and feeling like you’ve been dragged through hell and back?       Even with Newton’s words, it brought him no comfort. Something didn’t feel right to him, something he couldn’t figure out. He’s too strung up and plagued by nightmares and restless sleep to think properly. Just like the countless equations he’s done on a possible reopening of the breach. Could it all be done again?      ❝  Not to state the obvious, but six of those PhD’s belong to you, Newton.  ❞   He stated, dropping his head while taking a deep breath.   ❝  I knew it wasn’t going to be easy; not after I had found you seizing on the floor after your first attempt. But I did not expect... I did not allow myself to think their would be consequences to this degree.  ❞

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arockstxr‌:

“This is because I tried to get you in the mood by using lines from the Empire Strikes Back, isn’t it?” asked Newt.

In his defense, the Han/Leia repair scene was a classic, and Leia and Hermann were definitely kin.

       ❝  I don’t know how many times I’ve had to say it; Star Wars is not bedroom talk.  ❞   Though, he wouldn’t mind Newton dressing up as Han Solo.

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Newt looked horrifically offended, and then his expression froze.

“You called me darling.” he said.

      ❝  I— Well, yes I— I do... perhaps refer to you as that... Sometimes. When you’re not around.  ❞

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       ❝  No, the words I believe I used last night were ‘get off of me, you prick.’  ❞

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starrry boy, i love you!

❝  Starry boy?  ❞

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arockstxr‌:

“Because it’s… also… ridiculous? Don’t get mad, babe. I love you, babe.”

       ❝   Doctor Newton Maximillan Geiszler. It’d be quite a mouthful but at least your name would give away that you can’t shut up. Darling.  ❞

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     The sea has always been rough, the further out from land and the weather impacted the current of the ocean no matter if it were Pacific, Atlantic, Indian etc. They all acted the same. And that left Hermann holding onto the rail of the ship Shao Industries had brought with a tight grip. They had set out in research of where (not) Newton had reopened the breach. Scientists and researchers clung desperately to the railings as the ship sailed closer.       Something didn’t feel right. It wasn’t just Hermann’s sea-sickness; there was something else. If he believed in superstition or odd feelings, he’d say that the further out they went, the more it felt. Off.       The ship crashed into a wave, jerking it’s passengers and forced Hermann to almost drop to his knees. Out in the distance, a bright light was forming from the water ahead of them. Shouts surrounded him, both PPDC officials and Shao employers were pointing but before anything could be done, the water seemed to open up around the light and the ship crashed down into it.          @hermanngottlied​

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There was only a slight hesitance, and that pause was out of respect for how much it must have taken for Hermann to reveal this.There was only a slight hesitance, and that pause was out of respect for how much it must have taken for Hermann to reveal this.

“…All the fuckin’ time, dude.” he said. “Like, all the time. I mean, at first, I figured it was normal. I mean, there was no way we were gonna come out of that, and not come out…”

Traumatized was a big word.

“-messed up, but then they got really-”

He was making this sound too much like it was about him.

“I mean…” he asked Hermann, softly, “they’re really intense, right?“

He smiled, slightly, in an attempt to ease the tension.

"It feels like…”

He hesitated. This was something he’d been worried about for a while, wondering if he was being paranoid, or if he should put himself on some sort of watch list.

“…they’re still in there.”

     All he could do was nod as he listened. Not once interrupting. Just taking in all the information that, yes, Newton suffered these too.   ❝  I suspected that we would... That there would be lingering effects. Not only between you and I, but between... Them.  ❞       It’s disturbing to even think of another race that had seen into their heads. To his once and Newton’s... Oh, Jove, twice. How could he be so forgetful? How could he be worried about his own nightmares when Newton’s are no doubt, much worse?       ❝  What if they are still there? It’s been weeks, some of the ghost drift should have died down by now and excluding our own experiences, it shouldn’t feel as real as it does.  ❞