The roof of 75 Godiva, Saturday morning

[vdistinctive]

Eliot had come up to start working on his garden for the season, but got sidetracked. First by what sure as hell felt like an impact tremor (it was a very distinctive variety of earthquake). And then by the fact that his usually largely unobstructed view of land along the horizon line in the direction of Baltimore was now a largely unobstructed view of absolutely nothing along the horizon line.

"That don't bode well," he grumbled. "That don't bode well at all."

[can be open, sure!]

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[geniuswithasmartphone]

"With my vast rabbit resources I got on hand here?" Hardison asked.

The internet was down, Eliot!

[vdistinctive]

"You asked for something stupid." Eliot smirked at him, then grimaced when the door shuddered again, and made a horrible cracking noise. "How about speakers? Maybe we can drive it off if we give Val's volume a boost."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Stupid, not impossible!" Hardison protested. "...I could do that though. The speaker thing. You gonna be good with the door by yourself?"