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After Hardison got home from the diner, Eliot had summarized the conversation he'd had with Sparkle about his sister, mostly going over the points that were relevant to find her. He hadn't even gotten halfway through the it before Hardison had pulled out his laptop and started the searches, narrowing down options with every detail Eliot provided.
Still, of those details, there weren't many and most were years out of date, which meant the search had taken a long time--by which Hardison meant more than a few hours. But even with the extended timeframe, the end result was the same: he had a hit. (Technically, he had several, but this one wasn't just the most promising, it was straight-up promising.)
"Eliot!" he called. "You wanna grab Sparkle? I'm pretty sure I found his sister."
( Family is complicated )
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Still, of those details, there weren't many and most were years out of date, which meant the search had taken a long time--by which Hardison meant more than a few hours. But even with the extended timeframe, the end result was the same: he had a hit. (Technically, he had several, but this one wasn't just the most promising, it was straight-up promising.)
"Eliot!" he called. "You wanna grab Sparkle? I'm pretty sure I found his sister."
( Family is complicated )
[Preplayed with the wonderful
vdistinctive, whoisalicewhite, and myownface. Broadcast fine, NFI, OOC is love]
