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Kailynne J. Lloyd
It was a brand new day and Kallie was ready to crawl into bed and curl up with a pillow to let herself sleep off this giant bruise feeling she'd gained from her last mission. Her eyes were sore from the contacts though the feeling was fading now that she wore one of her many pairs of glasses. Usually she would let nothing get in her way when it came to taking some downtime and catching some Z's before picking up her next job.
This time was different.
Bruce Banner, Joshua Donovan, and James Barnes were the newest to a long list of what the Secretary of State believed were "problem agents". A barely above a whisper snort left the redhead as she went to her office, keys in hand, and unlocked the cabinet that Error had fixed up for her.
So far no one had managed to break into it to get to the files within, and Kallie was beyond grateful for that since it allowed her work to stay in the secrecy she wanted it in. Everyone had their own ideals on how Kallie managed to whip the worst of the worst into shape, yet so far no one had figured out that she just let them heal on their own while being there if they needed her.
"Think anyone will catch onto it, Jackaboy?" She spoke up, her voice hoarse from disuse as she looked down at the beloved German Shepard that was resting by her desk. Grabbing the files for the three agents, she shut and locked the cabinet again. Jack had perked up and it took all of three seconds of those big puppy eyes to make her sigh, "Come on then, mister. I guess they'll have to meet you eventually anyway." Keeping the files cradled in one hand, Kallie let Jack out of the office and followed behind, the heavy wooden door closing behind her and locking. Taking a few seconds, she grabbed the tea that was left in the regular spot just outside of her office. "Thanks DD!"
Her thanks was responded to with an echoing 'you're welcome!' from the room behind the counter. She really should make sure DD got a great Christmas present since she always made sure her tea was ready and waiting for her after a rough job. Would a mug or a bracelet be better? Perhaps a specially made mix of cocoa? "Kallie! You're back! I thought you'd take the day off? Rest and all," Clint's voice caught her attention and she paused in walking down to the gym, leaning back on her heels as she arched a brow at the far to innocent to be innocent look her mentor was giving her. "It's only a couple hours of work for the first day, you know that. I figured I'd get the extra hours in then crash beneath my desk. You know how I like the hobo style. Thanks for watching after Jack for me though."
"No problem. You know the kids love em. But seriously, Jojo, you need some rest. I mean, this group isn't exactly like your usual agents..." "I think I'll be fine." "I'm serious, Kallie. You're dealing with some split second tempers in there..."
"It's not the first time I've been around Doctor Banner. Mister Donovan is new, so I'll have to get used to him. As for the one I'm assuming you're actually worried about...Barnes is someone I think is best in my care than in any of the others that work here, don't you? After all, everyone blames the person holding the gun until the gun is another person. I'd think you would understand that considering everything that happened in New York."
Was it a low hit to bring up his time spent under Loki's control? Absolutely. But Kallie turned to start walking again as they spoke, glancing up at the older man while waiting for his response. It wasn't the nicest way of making a point but she was already sick of the way everyone continuously deemed James, or as Steve called him, Bucky, as a weapon meant to be taken control of again for their safety. He was as human as she was and considering the brief debriefing she'd had about him, she wasn't going to consider him as anything other than a person who needs to be helped back onto his feet, like every other agent that walked through her door. If she turned out to be wrong...well...it was her funeral.
"Just be careful Kallie. Please."
"Always am, sweetheart. Now go bug Nat so she doesn't drive Sammy up the wall." The agent smiled reassuringly to her mentor as he opened the door for her and Jack, the pup walking in first before she followed afterwards. Clint didn't look any happier about their talk, but the door shutting behind her and the lack of sensing someone behind her helped her relax. At least he trusted her to make this call."Sorry for being sort of late, boys. I just got back from France...how are you all?" Time to get to work.
Doctor Bruce Banner
Somehow he wasn't surprised by all of this. Bruce wouldn't think he'd end up in some sort of training, but he knew that SHIELD wouldn't just let him go again. They had been watching him for who knew how long and he was...him. He was the Hulk, as much as he hated that, and there was no way they'd let him walk away. He'd heard the way some of the others talked about them, about him and Thor, how they were like a couple of nukes that shouldn't be walking around without surveillance. While the enforced training wasn't a surprise, the trainer was.
Bruce hesitated in answering, confusion clouding his expression when he realized the tiny woman he'd seen lounging in Tony's house a couple of months ago was now going to apparently not only train him, but the Winter Soldier and the other young man that was with them. "Miss Lloyd?" The surprise in his tone shined through easily and he knew that considering the smile she gave him as she set her tea down on the table that was up against the wall. "It's nice to see you again, Doctor Banner. Please, call me Kallie. You haven't answered my question though...how are you?"She was speaking as if this was just some sort of run in, like she wasn't here to make sure he obeyed the orders given by SHIELD and Bruce couldn't help but feel his confusion double.
He didn't know her enough to say it was out of character, but it certainly didn't fit what he believed this training was going to be like. The suggestion that this was mandatory because they wanted him to do as they said when they said didn't line up with Kallie being the trainer. She was kind and caring, he'd seen her take a chunk of Tony's money to donate to multiple charities, claiming to be stealing it from him when Bruce had overheard the quick exchange of 'Make sure to include the Orphanage, Robin Hood.' 'Yes, I know Tony. I've got it first on the list.' between the two. As he watched her set down the files and turn to them he finally answered, "At the moment I'm more confused than anything. What are you doing here?"
"Working. I thought that was obvious. Or did you expect someone to come in here and beat you up until the only words you knew were 'Yes sir'?" Kallie gave a half hearted salute before crossing her arms, her gaze moving from him to the other two. "I'm not here to make you into what they want. An agent is nothing if they can't think for themselves, and enforcing the idea that you'll have to use your abilities, whatever they may be, to be successful as an agent of SHIELD is, quite frankly, a load of bullshit in my opinion. Butthat's not something that needs to leave this room because I can only challenge the politicians occasionally before they get angry, you know?"
A part of Bruce was a tad bit too sure that this was reality instead of hopeful thinking presenting itself in a dream. Everything was too real to be a dream and while that was a comfort it also made him question how Kallie of all people helped some of the worst people become some of the best agents. "Then what are we here for?" "To heal or simply to find a balance. It depends on the person, really. I've had broken agents walk out of here ready to take on anything, and then there are those that are optimistic yet too stressed...everyone has their own baggage. I just try to help them carry it until they're back on their feet again while also allowing them to train. Technically, if someone was trying to actually label what we do in here, it's basically free time to do whatever. To talk, meditate, train...I had one agent that danced for the first hour of the session before she was ready to do anything else. I'm here for you, not for them, and I'm not going to try and change any of you so you meet their expectations."
"Long story short...if you don't want to use your abilities, don't. If you don't want to do what they want you to do, then don't. Agent or not, you have a right to say no and I refuse to assist in taking that away from any of you." It was nice to know there were some people that worked for SHIELD that thought that way. Bruce could feel the tension leave his shoulders as Kallie spoke, relaxing with each word as he realized she wasn't going to force him to try and learn how to control the Hulk. That she wasn't going to force him to turn into the other guy. Though she hadn't said it out right, he knew what this was now and he was thankful that Kallie had somehow managed to keep this under the noses of the higher ups. Then again, it was Fury that enrolled him here...it was entirely possible that the Director knew what Kallie was doing. "Any questions?"
Bruce didn't know how to respond to that. He had multiple but none at the same time. If they didn't have to train, what else could they do? It sounded like pretty much anything was game, especially since meditation and dancing was on the list...maybe he should try the meditation? Focus more on controlling his anger while Kallie worked on the others. The others were mostly around Kallie's approach to this and how she managed to avoid having others questioning her work. He'd wait until after the session to ask, instead deciding to leave whatever other questions that could come up to Barnes and Donovan. That in mind he looked to them to see how they had reacted to everything Kallie had to say.
It was a brand new day and Kallie was ready to crawl into bed and curl up with a pillow to let herself sleep off this giant bruise feeling she'd gained from her last mission. Her eyes were sore from the contacts though the feeling was fading now that she wore one of her many pairs of glasses. Usually she would let nothing get in her way when it came to taking some downtime and catching some Z's before picking up her next job.
This time was different.
Bruce Banner, Joshua Donovan, and James Barnes were the newest to a long list of what the Secretary of State believed were "problem agents". A barely above a whisper snort left the redhead as she went to her office, keys in hand, and unlocked the cabinet that Error had fixed up for her.
So far no one had managed to break into it to get to the files within, and Kallie was beyond grateful for that since it allowed her work to stay in the secrecy she wanted it in. Everyone had their own ideals on how Kallie managed to whip the worst of the worst into shape, yet so far no one had figured out that she just let them heal on their own while being there if they needed her.
"Think anyone will catch onto it, Jackaboy?" She spoke up, her voice hoarse from disuse as she looked down at the beloved German Shepard that was resting by her desk. Grabbing the files for the three agents, she shut and locked the cabinet again. Jack had perked up and it took all of three seconds of those big puppy eyes to make her sigh, "Come on then, mister. I guess they'll have to meet you eventually anyway." Keeping the files cradled in one hand, Kallie let Jack out of the office and followed behind, the heavy wooden door closing behind her and locking. Taking a few seconds, she grabbed the tea that was left in the regular spot just outside of her office. "Thanks DD!"
Her thanks was responded to with an echoing 'you're welcome!' from the room behind the counter. She really should make sure DD got a great Christmas present since she always made sure her tea was ready and waiting for her after a rough job. Would a mug or a bracelet be better? Perhaps a specially made mix of cocoa? "Kallie! You're back! I thought you'd take the day off? Rest and all," Clint's voice caught her attention and she paused in walking down to the gym, leaning back on her heels as she arched a brow at the far to innocent to be innocent look her mentor was giving her. "It's only a couple hours of work for the first day, you know that. I figured I'd get the extra hours in then crash beneath my desk. You know how I like the hobo style. Thanks for watching after Jack for me though."
"No problem. You know the kids love em. But seriously, Jojo, you need some rest. I mean, this group isn't exactly like your usual agents..." "I think I'll be fine." "I'm serious, Kallie. You're dealing with some split second tempers in there..."
"It's not the first time I've been around Doctor Banner. Mister Donovan is new, so I'll have to get used to him. As for the one I'm assuming you're actually worried about...Barnes is someone I think is best in my care than in any of the others that work here, don't you? After all, everyone blames the person holding the gun until the gun is another person. I'd think you would understand that considering everything that happened in New York."
Was it a low hit to bring up his time spent under Loki's control? Absolutely. But Kallie turned to start walking again as they spoke, glancing up at the older man while waiting for his response. It wasn't the nicest way of making a point but she was already sick of the way everyone continuously deemed James, or as Steve called him, Bucky, as a weapon meant to be taken control of again for their safety. He was as human as she was and considering the brief debriefing she'd had about him, she wasn't going to consider him as anything other than a person who needs to be helped back onto his feet, like every other agent that walked through her door. If she turned out to be wrong...well...it was her funeral.
"Just be careful Kallie. Please."
"Always am, sweetheart. Now go bug Nat so she doesn't drive Sammy up the wall." The agent smiled reassuringly to her mentor as he opened the door for her and Jack, the pup walking in first before she followed afterwards. Clint didn't look any happier about their talk, but the door shutting behind her and the lack of sensing someone behind her helped her relax. At least he trusted her to make this call."Sorry for being sort of late, boys. I just got back from France...how are you all?" Time to get to work.
Doctor Bruce Banner
Somehow he wasn't surprised by all of this. Bruce wouldn't think he'd end up in some sort of training, but he knew that SHIELD wouldn't just let him go again. They had been watching him for who knew how long and he was...him. He was the Hulk, as much as he hated that, and there was no way they'd let him walk away. He'd heard the way some of the others talked about them, about him and Thor, how they were like a couple of nukes that shouldn't be walking around without surveillance. While the enforced training wasn't a surprise, the trainer was.
Bruce hesitated in answering, confusion clouding his expression when he realized the tiny woman he'd seen lounging in Tony's house a couple of months ago was now going to apparently not only train him, but the Winter Soldier and the other young man that was with them. "Miss Lloyd?" The surprise in his tone shined through easily and he knew that considering the smile she gave him as she set her tea down on the table that was up against the wall. "It's nice to see you again, Doctor Banner. Please, call me Kallie. You haven't answered my question though...how are you?"She was speaking as if this was just some sort of run in, like she wasn't here to make sure he obeyed the orders given by SHIELD and Bruce couldn't help but feel his confusion double.
He didn't know her enough to say it was out of character, but it certainly didn't fit what he believed this training was going to be like. The suggestion that this was mandatory because they wanted him to do as they said when they said didn't line up with Kallie being the trainer. She was kind and caring, he'd seen her take a chunk of Tony's money to donate to multiple charities, claiming to be stealing it from him when Bruce had overheard the quick exchange of 'Make sure to include the Orphanage, Robin Hood.' 'Yes, I know Tony. I've got it first on the list.' between the two. As he watched her set down the files and turn to them he finally answered, "At the moment I'm more confused than anything. What are you doing here?"
"Working. I thought that was obvious. Or did you expect someone to come in here and beat you up until the only words you knew were 'Yes sir'?" Kallie gave a half hearted salute before crossing her arms, her gaze moving from him to the other two. "I'm not here to make you into what they want. An agent is nothing if they can't think for themselves, and enforcing the idea that you'll have to use your abilities, whatever they may be, to be successful as an agent of SHIELD is, quite frankly, a load of bullshit in my opinion. Butthat's not something that needs to leave this room because I can only challenge the politicians occasionally before they get angry, you know?"
A part of Bruce was a tad bit too sure that this was reality instead of hopeful thinking presenting itself in a dream. Everything was too real to be a dream and while that was a comfort it also made him question how Kallie of all people helped some of the worst people become some of the best agents. "Then what are we here for?" "To heal or simply to find a balance. It depends on the person, really. I've had broken agents walk out of here ready to take on anything, and then there are those that are optimistic yet too stressed...everyone has their own baggage. I just try to help them carry it until they're back on their feet again while also allowing them to train. Technically, if someone was trying to actually label what we do in here, it's basically free time to do whatever. To talk, meditate, train...I had one agent that danced for the first hour of the session before she was ready to do anything else. I'm here for you, not for them, and I'm not going to try and change any of you so you meet their expectations."
"Long story short...if you don't want to use your abilities, don't. If you don't want to do what they want you to do, then don't. Agent or not, you have a right to say no and I refuse to assist in taking that away from any of you." It was nice to know there were some people that worked for SHIELD that thought that way. Bruce could feel the tension leave his shoulders as Kallie spoke, relaxing with each word as he realized she wasn't going to force him to try and learn how to control the Hulk. That she wasn't going to force him to turn into the other guy. Though she hadn't said it out right, he knew what this was now and he was thankful that Kallie had somehow managed to keep this under the noses of the higher ups. Then again, it was Fury that enrolled him here...it was entirely possible that the Director knew what Kallie was doing. "Any questions?"
Bruce didn't know how to respond to that. He had multiple but none at the same time. If they didn't have to train, what else could they do? It sounded like pretty much anything was game, especially since meditation and dancing was on the list...maybe he should try the meditation? Focus more on controlling his anger while Kallie worked on the others. The others were mostly around Kallie's approach to this and how she managed to avoid having others questioning her work. He'd wait until after the session to ask, instead deciding to leave whatever other questions that could come up to Barnes and Donovan. That in mind he looked to them to see how they had reacted to everything Kallie had to say.
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