Eliot Spencer [Leverage] (verydistinctive) wrote in noexits, @ 2021-07-26 15:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread/narrative, ₴ inactive: jo harvelle, → week 017 (a sizeable problem) |
Who: Eliot Spencer, Jo Harvelle, and Alec Hardison
What: Eliot's arrival and mistaken identity
Where: The Green
When: Day 6
Warnings: probably mentions of violence
Status: closed/in progress
After returning from the South of France, Eliot was hoping they'd have a few days of down time before taking on another job. His food trucks pretty much ran themselves, but he did need to check in once and a while and do some paperwork and with them actually doing jobs again, he'd gotten behind on it. Not that he'd change anything. It was nice being back in the field, especially with Sophie, even if it felt strange not having Hardison there. Breanna was nearly as good and Harry was an unexpectedly decent addition to the crew. While he'd been enjoying his semi-retirement, he wasn't going to complain about being more active for a while.
He spent a few hours at his desk, getting caught up on mundane things like tax records, and then realized it was nearly dinner time and if he didn't cook, Parker would end up eating some overly sugared cereal - or worse - and then he'd have to deal with her sugar high and subsequent crash later. He still had nightmares about the time she'd gone to that chocolate festival unsupervised, so he stopped his work for the day and headed to the kitchen.
Except, when he walked through the doorway, he was no longer in the house that they'd custom built for the three of them, including an elaborate vent system for Parker. Instead, he was in some kind of forest or park or something. Since he was damn certain he hadn't ingested anything that could possibly be drugged, Eliot had no idea what the hell this was. He fished an earbud out of his pocket and stuck it in his ear. "Hardison? Parker? Anyone there?"
Whatever this was, it wasn't good and he sighed. So much for down time.