75 Godiva, Sunday evening

[vdistinctive]

There wasn't anything quantifiable that Eliot could nail down, but he could tell when Fandom managed to shake off its latest evil invasion. It was like an enormous, evil weight had been lifted from the world.

It was an enormous relief, but mostly Eliot kind of wanted to take a nap. Again. Apparently freaking out as hard as he had took a lot out of a person, more than sleeping a good 10 hours straight thanks to the medication Hardison had dug up.

"Right," he said. "So . . . what. We should be good through, like, March now, right?"

[ooc: for the family, especially, but can also be open!]

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[whoisalicewhite]

Ow. That kinda hurt. But Parker locked that down as fast as she could, and nodded. If Eliot couldn't make Hardison stay at home, they couldn't make Eliot stay in Fandom.

"Sure. I mean. They'll be happy to see you."

[vdistinctive]

"Y'all should do one of your fancy 'round the world dates," Eliot suggested. "Jump off somethin' high up like the good old days. We can meet up in Paris or somethin' for New Year's Eve."

[whoisalicewhite]

That kinda sounded fun, but it didn't really eliminate Parker's worry. "Or Egypt. I read that they found a new hidden room in one of the pyramids. They haven't managed to get into it yet, though."

Hardison would appreciate that kind of challenge.

[vdistinctive]

"Okay, but we're not allowed to detour to any of the wars goin' on in that part of the world while we're there."

They got enough of that stuff here in Fandom.