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_eliot_spencer ([info]_eliot_spencer) wrote in [info]omega_reality,
@ 2011-09-03 20:51:00

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Entry tags:*complete, 2011 09, character: april kepner, character: derek morgan, character: eliot spencer, character: g callen, character: sam hanna, dead: parker

RP: Eliot - Morgan - Parker - April - G - Sam
Who: Eliot/Morgan/Parker/April/G/Sam
When: very late Saturday night, 9-3-11
Where: Cell Phone, Eliot & Parker's house presuming everyone is moved into their new digs
Summary: Eliot had a s(l)ight problem.



Eliot had noticed the slight discoloration of his eyes after he'd showered that morning. He'd chalked it up to having a shitty night's sleep.

By late afternoon, when he was washing up to prepare dinner, his eyes were more red than white. He'd been working outside on the new garden and figured he'd rubbed something into them on accident. A few eyedrops and he went on with his evening.

Reading before bed, his vision grew more and more cloudy and figured his previous night's sleep had caught up to him. When he went to take a final piss, the mirror told him something was very, very wrong.

The cell was charging on the nightstand, and he had a hell of a time seeing to find the correct person on it to call. His free hand balled into an anxious fist as he waited for Morgan to answer the phone and he didn't bother to say hello. "Medical emergency. Do I go to the base hospital?"



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[info]_eliot_spencer
2011-09-05 05:00 pm UTC (link)
When the line went dead, Eliot chucked the cell over his shoulder without looking - not that he could see. It landed neatly on the bed. "Not that I know of - just dirt and sweat. Unless the ground is contaminated. They don't hurt, though." He took a step back, motioning her into the room. "Grab me a pair of jeans, would you? April's on her way. Probably Morgan, too."

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