FIC: The Interview - Willow/NCIS - tth100
Title: The Interview (Willow/NCIS)
Author: Lyl (lyl_devil)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to either show. I just like to play in their sandboxes occasionally.
Prompt table -> HERE
Prompt - 091: Examine
Words: 408
Summary: ...he hoped she was related or some close friend's daughter, otherwise Gibbs' taste in women was getting downright disturbing.
Jason Chalmers looked intently at the extremely nervous young woman in front of him, trying to figure out where he'd gone wrong in his life to be so easily bribed by Agent Gibbs' baked goods. (Jason had had several late night talks with his partner about the wrongness of 'Gibbs' and 'baked goods' in the same hemisphere, let alone the same sentence.) He had a position to fill, and didn't have time to deal with wannabe computer novices related to the scariest agent in all of NCIS.
At least, he hoped she was related or some close friend's daughter, otherwise Gibbs' taste in women was getting downright disturbing.
“Miss Rosenberg,” he began, trying desperately to draw her attention away from her inevitable panic attack. “So you're here about the summer intern position in the IT department.”
“Uh huh.”
Well, at least she was articulate.
“Can you tell me of any experience you've had with computers?” he asked, expecting something along the lines of 'one time I undeleted a file that was totally lost on my friend's computer'. So he was completely taken aback when she started listing platforms, systems and languages she was familiar with.
Jason began quizzing her on exactly what she had real experience with, and what she'd picked up from textbooks and other sources.
“Well, you're a little weak on your knowledge of .NET architecture, but that's easy enough to learn.” He told her as he started filling out some key points in the application, knowing exactly what to put to get it past the toads in HR.
“Is there anything else I should add?” he asked her, pen poised over the 'Additional Accomplishments' field and trying not to feel too giddy over finally having a summer intern who knew which end of the hard drive to hook up.
“Well, I've kinda-maybe-sorta found my way in to various websites of various agencies that I probably shouldn't have...” she told him slowly, her face scrunching in wariness.
“By 'various agencies' you mean...” he asked, not really sure he wanted an answer.
“Local police, FBI, UCLA, Sunnydale city council, Delta Airlines, various friend's computers-”
“Woah! That's more that I needed to know.” Jason told her, trying to blink away the arrest warrants flashing before his eyes.
“Just don't get caught.” was all he said, before filling in the last line on the application form.
Additional Accomplishments: Hands-on experience in network security.
END
Author: Lyl (lyl_devil)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't claim any rights to either show. I just like to play in their sandboxes occasionally.
Prompt table -> HERE
Prompt - 091: Examine
Words: 408
Summary: ...he hoped she was related or some close friend's daughter, otherwise Gibbs' taste in women was getting downright disturbing.
Jason Chalmers looked intently at the extremely nervous young woman in front of him, trying to figure out where he'd gone wrong in his life to be so easily bribed by Agent Gibbs' baked goods. (Jason had had several late night talks with his partner about the wrongness of 'Gibbs' and 'baked goods' in the same hemisphere, let alone the same sentence.) He had a position to fill, and didn't have time to deal with wannabe computer novices related to the scariest agent in all of NCIS.
At least, he hoped she was related or some close friend's daughter, otherwise Gibbs' taste in women was getting downright disturbing.
“Miss Rosenberg,” he began, trying desperately to draw her attention away from her inevitable panic attack. “So you're here about the summer intern position in the IT department.”
“Uh huh.”
Well, at least she was articulate.
“Can you tell me of any experience you've had with computers?” he asked, expecting something along the lines of 'one time I undeleted a file that was totally lost on my friend's computer'. So he was completely taken aback when she started listing platforms, systems and languages she was familiar with.
Jason began quizzing her on exactly what she had real experience with, and what she'd picked up from textbooks and other sources.
“Well, you're a little weak on your knowledge of .NET architecture, but that's easy enough to learn.” He told her as he started filling out some key points in the application, knowing exactly what to put to get it past the toads in HR.
“Is there anything else I should add?” he asked her, pen poised over the 'Additional Accomplishments' field and trying not to feel too giddy over finally having a summer intern who knew which end of the hard drive to hook up.
“Well, I've kinda-maybe-sorta found my way in to various websites of various agencies that I probably shouldn't have...” she told him slowly, her face scrunching in wariness.
“By 'various agencies' you mean...” he asked, not really sure he wanted an answer.
“Local police, FBI, UCLA, Sunnydale city council, Delta Airlines, various friend's computers-”
“Woah! That's more that I needed to know.” Jason told her, trying to blink away the arrest warrants flashing before his eyes.
“Just don't get caught.” was all he said, before filling in the last line on the application form.
Additional Accomplishments: Hands-on experience in network security.
END