Lessons [Closed]

[fearfully_symmetrical]

Who: Galatea fearfully_symmetrical and the Green Lantern torchbearer
What: Galatea asked for hero training. And she's following through.
When: Early month
Where: A rooftop, because of course
Content Warnings: If needed



She had asked. And he seemed...trustworthy? As much as anybody seemed it, to her. She'd spent most of her life being told that any 'so-called hero' was the enemy. And parts of her, the pre-programmed parts, still itched a little, even considering this. Seeing him in person would be harder, she knew.

But this wasn't there, and she didn't have CADMUS around to give her orders, so that gave her questions to answer. Most specifically who she was, exactly.

And she was supposed to be a hero. The Government's chosen hero. What did that actually mean?

These were questions she wanted to answer. And he'd said he'd teach and so...why not? She carried what she needed to a convenient rooftop before asking him to join her - which is why he'd find a pair of old school desks taken from a derelict building, along with a blackboard - and various remains of chalk.

Because this was how she'd learned - admittedly with digital screens and whiteboards - but still. She was gonna be the student, he the teacher. This is what made sense, right?

The fact that the desk was a little small for someone her age was...neither here nor there. Nor were the remains of the first two she'd flat out broken trying to make adjustments.

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[fearfully_symmetrical]

[She nods, with a chuckle.]

Yeah, I'm the don't-trust-the-feds poster girl.

And what sort of hero do you want to be?

[torchbearer]

Me?

. . . Just someone who cares, I guess.

[fearfully_symmetrical]

[She sighs]

That's the hard part. I was trained to...not.

[torchbearer]

That doesn't mean you can't.

Training is just . . . training. You can train yourself out of it.

[fearfully_symmetrical]

Yeah. That's the idea.

[She taps her head.]

Kinda hard when 'kill the Justice League' is hardwired up here. But hey, upside: clearly they didn't leave a detonator up there like Waller does with those poor jerks on the Squad.

[torchbearer]

You know, there's probably someone out here who can help you out with that. Just saying.

[ waller though . . . why would she do that? ]

[fearfully_symmetrical]

You mean like a shrink?

[She shook her head]

Nah. Nobody's gonna want to talk to someone who can cave their head in with a flicked finger if they had a bad session.

[torchbearer]

You'd be surprised.

Also there are people here who are pretty powerful. It couldn't hurt to try. Just in case you're worried if there are any surprises buried in — [ kyle points to his head. — there.

[fearfully_symmetrical]

[Oh, that's a thought that hadn't occurred to her yet.]

Shit - I hadn't thought of that. Yeah, that'd be a typical CADMUS move. Some sorta trigger word or...

Ugh. Who do you know could help?

[torchbearer]

Batman would be my first guess, but let me ask around. There are some people from other worlds who may be able to help better.

[fearfully_symmetrical]

No offence, but if he's anything like "Mr Secret Plans and tech" from my universe? Not goin' within fifteen feet of Batman.

[But she nods.]

If you can talk anyone else around to it...I'll trust you.

[torchbearer]

Fair enough.

[ he smiles. ]

I've got your back. If you need anything, just let me know.