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metalogs2023-05-14 10:06 pm
fearfully_symmetrical) wrote in metalogs2023-05-14 10:06 pm
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Lessons [Closed]
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.
fearfully_symmetrical and the Green Lantern torchbearerWhat: 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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[ waller though . . . why would she do that? ]
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[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.
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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.
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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?
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[But she nods.]
If you can talk anyone else around to it...I'll trust you.
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[ he smiles. ]
I've got your back. If you need anything, just let me know.