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Callen, G. (g_callen) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2012-03-27 07:43:00

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*complete, 2012 03, character: alexis castle, character: g callen, character: troy bolton, dead: jenna hanna, dead: mike renko

RP: A Few Casual Interviews
Who: G Callen, Mike Renko, Jenna Hanna, Troy Bolton, Alexis Castle
Where: All over the ranch
When: Tuesday, March 27, 2012 -- all day
Summary: G talks to a few people to assess training needs

The director liked his office and his meetings. G preferred being out with his team and seemingly casual conversations. For most everyone he had a good idea of what they could and couldn't do at this point. They'd been training as a team with their power for long enough what he hadn't seen he could extrapolate.

Still, there were a few people who had newly come into their powers or who had seen changes recently that he needed to assess before they went forward with any further training. And, now that they'd explained the day before about the new ruling on not training with powers outside group training or with G's supervision or approval, he wanted to make sure he touched base with those he had less firsthand experience with their powers.

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Re: Callen and Bolton -- After Flying

g_callen
2012-03-29 03:38 pm UTC (link)

"Then maybe you should stop hearing what I'm not saying and listen to what I am," G pointed out. "So, let's back up a moment. I want to know you're serious in training. That's it. You want to joke around and bs about things in the rest of your life, I really don't even have time to care. But, when it comes to training, I need to know you're listening and taking me seriously. I may take everything far more seriously than most people, but there's a flip side to that where not everyone is going to find what you think are jokes to be the slightest bit funny. We were talking, yes. And it was a discussion on training. I was giving instruction for what I wanted to see from you in training. In response I got jokes and told to fuck off about a relationship that had nothing to do with the conversation. I tried to tell you I was pleased and you blew me off because you knew better what my intentions were."

Hell, half the conversation had been spent with G trying to figure out where the fuck this kid was coming up with his logic. He'd never be able to relax again once Savannah got this kid to family dinner.

"I did ask you how far you'd pushed on your own. You gave me an answer about moving beer and food and getting bored moving heavy items. Nowhere in there did you give any indication you had practiced that sort of control other than to make yourself fly. Contrary to what you imagine I believe, I don't know everything. I can't tailor your training to be effective unless I know what you can do. Now, if you prefer to play twenty questions and turn the discussion into an interrogation every time I need to check your progress, that's fine with me." G should have known better than to expect a forthcoming response from anyone, anyway. Whenever he tried to not be draconian about things, he got burned.

He almost let him walk away. But, G couldn't do that. First, he couldn't leave the kid out here unprotected. But, second and more importantly, no matter how easy it would be to let the kid keep thinking it, no matter how low his opinion was of G as a leader, G couldn't let him continue thinking he was at fault for Hetty's death. "Bolton, stop. Look, I'm sorry if by bringing Hetty up you get the impression I blame you for her death. But, I don't. You're a twenty-two year old kid who'd never had to deal with this in his life and had only barely started learning how to defend himself, let alone another person. There was nothing you could do. Hetty was...Hetty. Protecting the people she took responsibility for was what she did, even when they felt they didn't need or deserve that protecting." For the first time since the conversation began, G's calm facade cracked just enough he heard it in his own voice even if, he hoped, Bolton didn't. And he hated that he had to stop speaking or risk betraying to this kid how much that loss still affected him. Even if G's feelings had mattered, it wouldn't do any good, anyway, for Bolton to hear it. It would only further impress upon him the belief that G held him responsible.

G sighed. "Get in the truck, Bolton. You can ride in the bed and call me every dirty name in the book, if you want. But, I can't leave you out here alone."

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Re: Callen and Bolton -- After Flying

t_bolton
2012-03-29 04:38 pm UTC (link)

"Serious about training? Are you kidding me? Have I ever not done what you say? Running up the bleachers, hard, but I do it. Shooting a gun, insane, but I do it. Throwing free points for an hour, fucking boring, I do it. Sam decides that I'm suddenly a SEAL in training, fucking insane, but I still do it. And I don't complain, no matter what. So if you want to know that I'm serious, you look at what I've done. Tying laces very boring, but I never said that I wouldn't do it. That doesn't mean that I can't think that there aren't cooler things. You want to bitch, then you wait until we are training and I'm not doing what you want. And I didn't blow you off. I said its common sense. Would I have loved to stay and watch the games? Sure, but I know better. A five year old would know better. So not blowing off, just common sense." He wasn't even going to touch Sean. If they wanted him to think that the sudden interest was coincidental, then he'll play along.

"I told you what I did," he said, exasperating. "You didn't ask what I thought I could do. I've never tried that before, just like I never tried floating until Sean said it and I did it. If I can picture it, I can do it, it's just that simple. I'm sorry if it should be more complicated, but it isn't. Sorry that I don't have to lie down and rest, or whatever other side effects I should have. I don't spend hours training on my free time. I use my powers to make life easier at home. I just need to picture it and I can make it happen. The only question you have to ask is 'show me whatever'."

Troy had already started to walk, but stopped and turned, glaring again. "I told it doesn't matter what you think. I know what I did or didn't do. It is my fault," he said feeling the tightness in his voice and the sting in his eyes. It was one of those subjects that should never be brought up, just like his parents. "She died, because I wasn't ready and it's never going to happen again. So yes, there were things I could do and I will do them, because I will not let my friends get hurt because of me, but it's not going to affect how I deal with them as a person."

He frowned. "Calling you names? Seriously? Do you think I'm five?" Worse did he think that he was worth the effort? "I was going to run back, not go have a party, but whatever."

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Re: Callen and Bolton -- After Flying

g_callen
2012-03-29 05:42 pm UTC (link)

Snorting, G raised an eyebrow. "A five year would be more creative than dickhead. And if you were having a party, you wouldn't be alone, would you?"

The kid's glare bounced right off G. But, the tone of voice didn't. Damn it. Why did he have to have a soft spot for troubled kids? "It is not your fault. Hetty made the choice. She could have followed you and Nell out the window. She could have ducked and saved herself. But, that isn't who she was and she would have been the first in line to rip you a new one for believing it was your fault. It was a bad situation. It sucks, but it happens. If you want to blame someone, blame the government that put us in this position. Blame the idiot scientists playing God to bring us here. But, don't blame yourself because none of it is your fault."

G was beginning to see part of the problem, though. Taking a breath, he held up his hands in surrender. "Hold on a moment." Eventually, they said enough to put the pieces together, despite the left field arguments. "I'm asking a question, not judging or bitching, okay? But, I think I see where we're having the communication disconnect. You just said if I want to bitch, wait until we are in training and you're not doing it right. Leaving aside the fact that I don't want to bitch at all, what did you think that conversation was if not training instruction?"

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