geniuswithasmartphone | 75 Godiva Street, Saturday Afternoon

So, everything was terrible again. Hardison was pretty sure that Tony and his TA were evil, Eliot had brought home a version of Kathy that needed babysitting a lot more than she needed to be out heroing, there were slugs pretty much everywhere, and last night Eliot had insisted they all sleep down in the panic room in the basement. Which was actually more like a 'panic suite' because Eliot had built it and he was kind of extra about things, but even so, it was a little more claustrophobic than Hardison was comfortable with. He'd found himself calculating how much air was available in their hidey hole, which wasn't something he'd done since they'd moved from Portland.

That itchy restlessness hadn't left him, even when they'd all come back upstairs for brunch. He needed to get out for a little while. Do something. Spend some time in the open air while feeling useful. So once the meal was over, Hardison grabbed for his jacket and his laptop bag. A walk across the island to the school for some quality research time would hopefully settle him.

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From:

vdistinctive

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!"

Hardison thought he was twitchy? Eliot was buzzing. He still hadn't slept. Even with his people in the safe room (most of his people, he had one Kathy, but he was sure there was still another one out there), his brain still hummed with anxiety, bad memories, and all the worst things that might happen if he didn't watch out every moment. He couldn't let Hardison out of his sight. He'd barely let them all come upstairs to eat.

From:

godilovedthis

Kathy was very carefully copying down all the notes she'd written on her hands and arms. She'd promised to help with the dishes, but she was worried that all of her reminders would wash away. And then she'd be even worse at remembering anything!

Ooh, and maybe after the dishes, a shower? She was wearing some of Eliot's old clothes while hers were being washed, but she wanted to get clean, too.

And then she'd go and fight because slugs bad and Stop the bad guys were things she'd just copied down onto the paper and those were important!

From:

whoisalicewhite

Whoops. Looked like Hardison was making a break for it without planning it first. Well, she'd help. Mainly by distracting Eliot, probably.

[ooc: back in 2 hours or so.]

From:

tigerundercover

Raven had been hanging out in the preserve as usual, and thus missed most of the craziness so far. She'd spotted the people coming through the portal from a distance, and after immediately feeling like she should maybe murder the lot of them, had chosen to keep that distance for awhile.

Once she was back in town, she checked in back home to look for Kathy, but couldn't find her. She headed for Godiva Street next, figuring she and Mr. Spencer might be working out a strategy for -- whatever. And she could check to make sure Hardison was okay, too.

And sure enough, there everyone was! Raven knocked on the back door and waved, waiting to be let in.