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Savannah Monroe (savannah_monroe) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2010-12-31 13:12:00

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*complete, 2010 12, character: april kepner, character: derek morgan, character: g callen, character: marty deeks, character: sam hanna, character: savannah monroe, dead: abby sciuto, dead: henrietta lange, dead: leon vance, dead: michael westen, dead: neal caffrey, dead: penelope garcia, dead: peter burke

RP: New Year's Eve Party
Who: Public
Where: Savannah's room
When: December 31, 2010
Summary: It's time to watch the ball drop

This wasn't the party that she had imagined. She had visioned that they would be in their own house, with everything cooked to perfection, but this was something she could do and instead of worrying about what could have been, she did her best to make this as welcoming as possible.

Savannah had obtained as much food as possible from the commissary. It turned out that they cooked, so there was thinly sliced roast beef that could fold it and eat it without a knife. She had made a tuna spread to go with it. It also seemed that many of the soldiers were from the South, which meant that she could find fried chicken wings. There were also plenty of chips, cheese spreads, cheese fondue, nachos, dates, nuts, and whatever finger food she could find. There was also a chocolate fondue, cookies and pies for dessert. Soda, beer and some spumante for the midnight.

She got dressed for the occasion in a sparkly dress. There was whatever pop music they had here. She didn't know most of the singers, but she knew what she liked and what was appropriate for a party. Everything was as good as it was going to get, and they were together, and right now, she didn't think that they could ask for much more. As the night progressed, she made sure that everyone was happy and having fun (or as much as you could in such small quarter). With food, music and beer, they just needed to wait for the ball to come down at midnight.

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Re: Savannah/G

g_callen
2011-01-01 06:27 am UTC (link)

G nearly smacked himself in the forehead for giving her the idea. Although, in his own defense, he really had thought it was something she would have already come up with. The birthdays, he just let go. If he didn't argue it, she wouldn't discuss it. "Getting settled first is always a good idea. And there will be training schedules to consider starting next week."

He nodded. "Yes, it really includes you. And once you get your alias and all the paperwork, we'll be able to get you enrolled in those online classes you asked for. But, really, the ICIS has been paying for everything until now, anyway. When you ask me or Deeks, we just go to Hetty for the money." Not quite as easy as he made it sound. But, she'd have to get used to thinking of Hetty as the Operations Manager someday.

"Doing it and thinking about you two doing it are not the same." G was not having this conversation, was he? "We'll see. I'll withhold judgement for now."

Chuckling, he brought his beer to his lips a moment. "Not if I don't have to be," he agreed. When he had to, he could smooze with the best of them. But, he liked not having to.

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Re: Savannah/G

savannah_monroe
2011-01-01 06:44 am UTC (link)

"Oh Gosh yes, I can't always get roast beef and fried chicken from the supermarket, and why is it called a commissary? I don't get why soldiers have to change names and times. There are perfectly good words that people use." Savannah smiled. "I can do classes and parties. Parties are easy."

She grinned. "I can do that. I know the name," she said proudly. "Gracie Hope Montgomery, because everyone here needs a good dose of grace and hope and Montgomery--" She shrugged. "I wanted a name with the M. We don't have to use these here, do we? It's just for the papers, right? Because it'd be really weird to call people with fake names."

Savannah looked at Hetty across the room. She didn't like her, but she'd still had invited the evil witch because of G. "I'll just keep asking you or Marty until I can afford it myself.

She grinned. "That's okay. You don't have to think about me doing it and I don't have to think about you doing it." That would be weird, because G was becoming like a much older brother or a father, and he shouldn't be making out, at least where Savannah could see.

"I can do the talking, until you want to come up with those inspirational speeches, that aren't really that inspirational. You should do it because it's the right thing to do works just as well in church. Really," she said with a straight face. "And none of those kids ever have sex before marriage, because abstinence is the right thing to do." She might have made that choice, but she knew too many girls that pretended.

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Re: Savannah/G

g_callen
2011-01-01 07:50 am UTC (link)

"For reasons I can explain at a later date, but not tonight," G said, not wanting to get into one of those discussions at the moment. Explanations took more work than he wanted to put into a conversation just then.

He was actually impressed with the name she'd chosen. It would work well for her. Although, when she explained the reason, he had to smile just a bit because it was obviously she was going with what she knew without caring for the strategy. Not that he'd expected it to. "It works. Just let Hetty know your choice. It's a good one. And, no, here on base, you can still use your real name. You only have to use the alias off base. But, always when you go off base, to shop, to a crime scene, as soon as you pass that gate, you have to know you're Gracie Hope, not Savannah. You'll be calling all of us by our aliases then as well."

G bit back a sigh, but said nothing about talking to Hetty. Sooner or later, Savannah would have to. But, that wasn't something to be pushed now.

Laughing, he shook his head. "And that would be a fair deal if there was any chance I would be outside a case. But, let's go with it anyway."

His brow furrowed as she went on. "I don't do inspirational. I do factual."

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Re: Savannah/G

savannah_monroe
2011-01-01 07:59 am UTC (link)

"Fine, be like that," she answered, but she was smiling, not upset in the least. She hadn't really expected an explanation anyway. The only reason was that the military was weird.

"I'll email her." She could do that. As repulsive as it was, it required no personal interaction ad she planned to keep it that way. "Are you making a list or something? Knowing who everyone is?"

She didn't know why he was laughing. "That's rather sad. You'd make out with someone because of work, but you wouldn't because you care for someone? I don't even know how you can make out with someone just because of a job. It's... wrong." She snorted. "Of course you do."

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Re: Savannah/G

g_callen
2011-01-01 08:59 am UTC (link)

"I usually am," he said with a smirk.

G merely nodded when she agreed to email Hetty. It was a step, direct contact without a middle man at least, even if not face-to-face. He hadn't noticed the way she'd managed to avoid actual communication with Hetty at the party. "Or something. I've already memorized the ones others have told me. And, Hetty will provide us all with a list once the paperwork is ready. We're all going to need to know what to call whom when we're out there."

Shrugging one shoulder, he sipped at his beer. "A job's a job and people say a lot more than they mean to when there's sex involved."

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Re: Savannah/G

savannah_monroe
2011-01-01 05:49 pm UTC (link)

"And you're not that bad the way you are," she teased.

"Not only of us have that ability. Some of us actually need to read this to remember them." She smiled. "So what is your name?" She wouldn't mind calling him by a real name once in a while, even if she understood that he didn't feel it as his.

She winced at his explanation. "Still, you're putting yourself in a situation where you have to do that. That's... demeaning. It's supposed to mean something. It's not just about enjoying it, but liking the other person, caring for him, trusting him, opening yourself up in ways that you wouldn't with anyone else. To do all of that for a job is--" She couldn't imagine having to be in that situation. Flirting she could understand. It was what they basically did with the Boosters, but really making out was different. "You can teach me how to shoot a gun, but I'm not doing that. I don't care if the entire world would blow up. I'm not making out with someone because it's a job."

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Re: Savannah/G

g_callen
2011-01-01 07:21 pm UTC (link)

G chuckled. "I guess you're not that bad, either.

"And that's why Hetty will send a list." He gave her a slight smirk. Most agents with any skill at deep cover had good memories. They had to. But, G knew he'd trained his to an even higher level of recall than most accomplished. "Charlie Donovan," he supplied easily. The name had been simple enough to choose once he'd known who he was outside the gates. He wasn't G Callen out there. There was no G Callen. There was no Charlie Donovan, either. But Charlie had a name and a face and a paper trail G would never have here. Charlie's background gave him a name.

"I will never ask you to," he said emphatically, though his mental version was something more akin to Hell no and no fucking way! "It's not something that's commonly asked of agents, for one thing. For another, usually an illusion or lead-up with no follow-through is enough." G just happened to be the sort of agent willing to go however far he needed to in order to get the job done and if that had included spending the night with a suspect or informant on rare occasion, then so be it. It was just sex. Just his body. What she described, trust and opening up? That was how he felt about talking about himself honestly.

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Re: Savannah/G

savannah_monroe
2011-01-01 07:35 pm UTC (link)

"Thanks!" She gave him her brightest smile.

She nodded. Deciding that not talking about Hetty was best. "Charlie? Mmmm, it doesn't really fit you. Charlie is friendly, smiles a lot, talks to people, likes parties and spends his nights at the bar with his pals." She looked at him for a moment. "You told me that you become them, those identities, does that mean that you would become that person? Because that's not right. You shouldn't have to change that much for a job." She kissed his cheek again. "It's okay to be whoever you want with us."

Savannah was glad of that, because she didn't think she could do it even if he asked. "Illusions or not, I'd rather not have to try. I can flirt with people, though, learned with the Boosters. Old perverts, that's what they are. They pay for the football, but want the cheerleaders to go bring their tickets, but they know better than to touch. Losing their seats is the only thing that stops them, although I always feel like taking a shower after we go. It's like they are taking our clothes off with our their eyes. So nothing can be that bad."

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Re: Savannah/G

g_callen
2011-01-01 10:14 pm UTC (link)

"Or, Charlie is a cagey old coot who retired from the Miami fire department five years ago and scowls at the kids playing on the sidewalk outside his house, making too much noise, destroying the neighborhood. But, he's also the first one off his porch and at their defense if there's trouble. Mothers and nannies love him and he'd never tell anyone but he's secretly touched by the baked goods they insist on bringing over just because they have extras."

G shook his head, dismissing his own spur of the moment description. That wasn't Charlie. Hers wasn't exactly Charlie, either. "Now, Charlie Donovan, he's just a working class guy who wanted to do a little good in the world. He thought about working for the local PD, but he had bigger dreams than that, wanted to change the world. So, he went to work for the government. His favourite bar is the neighborhood pub where there's a game always on and the food doesn't require beer to be edible. Not much for politics, he's earned his way up by being a solid, honest worker. And, no, he doesn't always smile, but he has a sincere voice that people respond to and he takes time to listen when they talk. He loves crime novels with attention to factual detail, but hates cop shows because most of them get it wrong. And there just might be a girl down at the pub he's had his eye on for years, but is too shy to speak to because a pretty, sassy girl like her is never going to look twice at an Average Joe investigator. So, he tells her he loves her in large tips and quiet thank yous when she serves him his Guinness."

Taking a sip of beer, he shrugged. "Out there, yes, that's who I'd be. Charlie Donovan. It's not for everyone and there are relatively few people who are really good at it. It's necessary sometimes. Better to don a persona and go undercover for information than to risk people getting hurt in a head on confrontation." There were other reasons, of course, but that was the easiest to explain. Certainly easier to explain than how welcome it was for him to put on somebody else's life than his own.

"I wouldn't ask you to." She had a long way to go before she could handle an undercover assignment. If he was lucky, he'd never have to do more than take her out to a crime scene and let her analyse evidence in the op center. Keep her out of the field as much as he could. Although, he had to wonder, if she could tell the 'old perverts' in the Boosters were undressing them with their eyes, how had she missed Westen's once over? He wasn't going to disabuse her of the notion nothing could be as bad as that, however, not if he didn't have to.

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Re: Savannah/G

savannah_monroe
2011-01-01 10:38 pm UTC (link)

She made a face and shook her head. "No, Charlie doesn't scowl. It's not a name that scowls, but I can see the hidden human side. That's really not hard to imagine." She didn't think that was Charlie, but G. She didn't say that, though.

"I think Charlie needs to be brave and talk to the girl or the boy and be with someone instead of being alone, because friends aren't always enough." She wouldn't stop worrying about G simply because he said that some people were okay with being alone. She didn't think anyone could be happy that way.

"It can't be easy being so many people people." She wasn't sure she agreed with him. "I know getting people hurt is bad, but is sacrificing a few people by letting them give so much of themselves better? I don't know, G. No one should have to do that, no matter what you say about personal sacrifice and greater good. You shouldn't have to do it either."

She nodded. "That's good, because we'd have a problem if you did. I still don't like that you have to ask anyone." She sighed and then smiled. "We shouldn't be talking about these things tonight. You should have fun like everyone else. We can talk about these things some other time." She hugged him tight. "Don't worry about things tonight," she whispered. "We're all right."

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Re: Savannah/G

g_callen
2011-01-01 11:37 pm UTC (link)

G couldn't help smiling at her expression. Things were always just so for Savannah, fit into neat little packages of right and wrong, good and bad. In a way, it was endearing, even if it was scary as hell at the same time. "Charlie might. If he finds a girl," he chuckled. Charlie might. But G knew better than to get involved with anyone when he was using a cover. Once bitten, once burned, twice paranoid. "But, it all depends on the friends, Savannah. Sometimes a good friend is really all a person needs."

He shrugged again. "Nothing comes without a sacrifice, no matter how small. And this is something I'm good at, very good at. I chose it as much as you chose cheerleading." Easy? Not all the time. Easier than being G Callen sometimes? Absolutely.

"I don't have to ask anyone. Not yet. Maybe not ever. It's just something to be aware of." He smirked. "As you've pointed out, I'm not normal. I'm willing to do things many aren't to get the job done. But, no, it's not something we have to worry about tonight." Returning the hug, he didn't quite manage to get the smile into his eyes. But, he wasn't going to spoil her party any more than he would stop worrying. "Go enjoy you're party. Everything's fine."

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