75 Godiva Street, Saturday
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Eliot's phone had stopped ringing. That was awesome. On the other hand he felt like he'd gotten thrown around by a carnival ride -- again -- and there seemed to be a weight sitting right on his chest.
Val lapped at his chin. The weight on his chest was his small-for-her-breed-but-now-full-grown puppy.
Alrighty then.
[ooc: expecting one, but also open]
Val lapped at his chin. The weight on his chest was his small-for-her-breed-but-now-full-grown puppy.
Alrighty then.
[ooc: expecting one, but also open]
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Date: 2016-01-31 02:18 am (UTC)He was pretty sure that was greatly reducing whatever odds he managed to work out.
Grumbling, he dragged himself out of bed and cracked the door open enough to peer blearily through. "Oh," he said, voice a bit more growly than usual. "Hey, Doc."
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Date: 2016-01-31 02:38 am (UTC)You knew he was off his game when it took him an entire day to figure out the phones had been on the fritz.
"Which one?" he grumbled, stepping away from the door and leaving it open as an invitation for Hannibal to follow, leading the way to his well equipped, warm, modern kitchen. "I'm guessin' I left several for folks."
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Date: 2016-01-31 03:19 am (UTC)He got down a bowl and dished out the soup. "Chicken, green leafy vegetables, sweet potato, and garlic. All good for a cold."
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Date: 2016-01-31 03:26 am (UTC)Eliot put the kettle on and measured out tea leaves into his cast iron tea pot. (Because of course he had a traditional tea pot to go with each of his tea varieties.) "That sounds amazin', man. Thank you."
Hardison meant well, but -- he'd put orange slices into soda because he couldn't figure out a hand juicer. Eliot would be lucky if he got canned soup out of the man.
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Date: 2016-01-31 03:52 am (UTC)Or they'd end up on a wacky bonding adventure ala a sitcom. One of the two.
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Date: 2016-01-31 03:59 am (UTC)"Unlikely." He shrugged. "I prefer words to blows, and he prefers throwing his weight around. But that's not to say I'll trust him any time soon. Or approve of his taste in anything."
Unless it came to a recipe.
"You have seen his hair and wardrobe."
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