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Nathan Ford ([info]nate_ford) wrote in [info]omega_reality,
@ 2013-01-21 20:11:00

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Entry tags:*complete, 2013 01, character: april kepner, character: eliot spencer, dead: nathan ford

RP: Nate and Eliot
Who:Nate and Eliot
Where:Their home, Nate's apartment
When:January 21
Summary:Nate talks to Eliot about this plans

From the moment they'd moved in, April had started decorating and making sure the apartment downstairs was 'home' and not just a house. Nate, on his end, had not. It wasn't that he didn't have any furniture, but the place was sparsely decorated, having nothing but the necessities. A bed, a table next to it, a sofa, a coffee table and a TV. He'd not even bothered with a dining set, knowing that he'd rarely if ever eat at home. So far he was right, and either ate out, or downstairs with Eliot and April. Today had been one of those days, and while there he'd asked Eliot to come upstairs later.

At present they were sitting in the sofa, Nate with a glass of whiskey in his hand, Eliot with a beer in his. He was relaxing, leaning back in the sofa in a way he didn't when anyone else was around. This part was the best part of his days, when he got to sit back, think, drink and just be himself. He took a sip of his whiskey.

"You know how I was in Chicago this weekend?" he started, knowing that Eliot not only knew but probably had a good idea about when he'd left and when he'd come back too. "I ran into someone there. Someone who needs our help." He paused and looked at Eliot, waiting for his response.



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Re: Nate, Eliot and April
[info]april_kepner
2013-01-25 10:11 pm UTC (link)
"Not happy?!?" April nearly shrieked, several of the small delicate flasks she'd bought to put in the windows like Sam had taught her imploding without her noticing. "Not happy doesn't begin to cover what I'm feeling! I think you're being reckless, stupid, careless and a whole lot of other things which you can't say in polite company. I think you're gambling with all of our lives, not just your own, not to mention our covers which won't be worth the papers they're printed on once you're through with this."

"Oh shut up!" she continued, cutting off Nate before he had time to interrupt her. "You don't speak right now, not if you have any brain left to think with. And you," she turned on Eliot. "You can move in with him since his opinion and safety seems to matter so much more to you than mine. You're welcome home when your brain started working again and you've decided the off chance of catching a serial killer isn't worth endangering your family for!"

She glared at the both of them for only a second before turning on her heal and heading for the bedroom door, but before she went through it she turned back and looked at Eliot again. "And don't even think about bringing Cody with you. He stays here with me. That way I'll have the company of someone with his intelligence still intact."

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