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[Jun. 3rd, 2010|10:09 pm] |
Who: Sam and Nate Ford
What: Phone Call
When: Now
Warnings: Not likely
"Come on, Sam. Answer the phone." Nate paced around the island in his kitchen. He missed the days of real telephones, when there was a chord to fiddle with while you waited for the other person to answer. "Answer the phone," he said again, as if his pleas would make Sam answer.
Sam was on vacation with Iggy. Nate couldn't and wouldn't blame him if he didn't answer, but he really really really hoped he did. Nate did not want to go to Vegas with Sophie, without Sam. |
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[May. 7th, 2010|11:11 pm] |
Who: Sophie Devereaux, Riley Garret, Sam Ford, Nathan Ford, Eliot Spencer - possible others
What: Yay hospital!
Warnings: I don't think so?
( Read more... ) |
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[Jan. 19th, 2010|06:20 pm] |
Who: Nathan Ford, ditsy blonde NPC. (Narrative. Open, if someone wants to be at the restaurant, but it isn't necessary!)
What: Read it and see
Where/When: Some hoity toity restaurant/Tonight
Warnings: Possibly language. Possibly upsetting to the Leverage Team
( I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel. ) |
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[Jun. 24th, 2009|10:34 pm] |
Who: Sophie Devereaux and Nate Ford, and Sam Ford, and maybe others?
What: A nice quiet conversation about sobriety and fatherhood
Where: Hospital lobby/Hallway/whathave you
When: after this
Sophie had stepped out of the hospital room and noticed she'd just missed a call, and meandered down to the lobby. Of course, it wasn't really the sort of call she wanted, and let her know that, without a doubt, Nate was drinking again. There was no way she was letting him in that hospital room without speaking to him first, so it was all well and good that Sam wanted to talk to the doctor alone... she'd simply wait here for Nate. |
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| A Mountie without a wolf walks into a bar.... |
[Jun. 22nd, 2009|03:07 pm] |
Who: (former) Inspector Meg Thatcher and Nate Ford
What: Meeting. In a bar.
Where: A bar.
When: Some time shortly after this.
Warnings: Beyond language? Doubtful.
A bar. Meg Thatcher sighed briefly to herself as she enters. No matter what the venue, she found there was an underlying sameness to all bars: a certain reek of desperation, a certain frisson of loneliness, and of course a distressing tendency for things better left unidentified to go squelch under one's shoe. No Diefenbaker to accompany her on this occasion, but he belonged in Chicago as long as Ben was there.
Besides, she had been handling herself alone in a bar since before she'd had cadet tabs on her shoulders. After fifteen years on the Force, she had decided that the most terrifying thing in them tended to be American beer.
Briefly, she pondered the literal enactment of the traditional Canadian joke regarding American beer, then gave her head a decisive shake and made her way over to where Nate Ford was ... oh, dear. Yes. Drinking again, and not for the first time, she suspected. "Hello," she said neutrally. |
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[Jun. 20th, 2009|10:40 pm] |
Who: Nate Ford and Adikia
What: Meeting. In a bar.
Where: A bar.
When: After Nate stormed out of Sam's hospital room
Warnings: None yet.
( Someone's falling off the wagon ) |
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[Jun. 12th, 2009|03:56 pm] |
Who: Nathan Ford, Sophie Devereaux, and a comatose Sam Ford.
What: Discussions, worrying, who knows.
Where: Sam's Hospital room.
When: Backdated to right after Sam went to the hospital. THAT VERY NIGHT.
Warnings: possible yelling? I just don't know!
Sophie had wasted no time getting to the hospital once Nate had given her the details, taking only enough of a detour to stop and get the promised coffee and a pair of sandwiches - she didn't know if Nate had eaten, but she was sure it wasn't high on his list of priorities at the moment. Once in the hospital She dealt with the usual questions with a few small, minor lies, eventually finding her way to the hallway outside of where they had Sam. She knocked lightly on the door to get Nate's attention, offering him the coffee as she entered.
"What do you know so far?" |
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[Apr. 24th, 2009|11:40 pm] |
{Who} Sam and Nathan Ford
{What} Revelations and awkward conversation
{Warnings} Awkward
( Some days, some nights ) |
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[Apr. 21st, 2009|10:41 pm] |
Who: Sophie Devereaux and Nathan Ford
What: Dinner, Talking
Where: Schmancy restaurant
Warnings: will update if needed
Sophie believed, in social situations, that it was a woman's prerogative to take as long as needed to get ready, and if that entailed being late, then so be it. Tonight for a change, however, she was ready with time to spare, and simply waiting for Nate to arrive. He was punctual to a fault, he knew, so she only had a few minutes, and they were spent fixes a few flyaway hairs and picking invisible lint off the dress she'd chosen. There was no reason for any sort of nerves - they'd known each other for years. Not that that mattered overly - things had changed, and she hated not knowing where things stood.
She was just reapplying her lipstick when she heard the knock, and took just a moment to finish, dropping the tube into her clutch as she answered door, offering a smile. |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2009|06:31 pm] |
Who:sophie devereaux, hardison, parker, eliot spencer, nathan ford, NPC purifiers?
What: rescue!
When: right after
Warnings: Violence?
( The Purifier Job ) |
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[Mar. 7th, 2009|10:05 am] |
Who: Sophie and Nate for now
What: She's going in the room.
Warnings: Screaming. possible violence. Hopefully no death.
( opening doors and picking fights ) |
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