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[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Hey all you night owls!

Parker is in the kitchen serving up a bowl of Rocket Os in the most passive-aggressive way ever. Didn't think it was possible to passive-aggressively make a bowl of cereal? Here you go.

There's bits of cereal spilled onto the counter, doomed to lay wherever they fall because Parker doesn't even care that its wasteful or that they're just going to sit there the rest of the night along with the small drops of milk that happened to splash out of her bowl when she poured the milk and slammed the carton back onto the counter.

And no, she doesn't want your silly CHAIRS. She is just fine eating on the kitchen floor, THANKS.

Clearly, you must bother her. Thank her for all the banging of cabinets, the clanking of silverware, the milk that spilled onto your journals, and for eating the cereal as loudly as inhumanly possible.

You're all very welcome.]

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[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She's moved onto her knees now because now she's about to get fired up about how much of a jerk that guy is, oh man.]

I don't know! He was fine one day and now he's talking about how he wants to take me on some date with two other women or or or something. And then he told me if I wanted to spend time with him I had to get in line with all the other ladies. WHAT OTHER LADIES?! This is Hardison we're talking about!

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[he looks up at her, watching her posture and position change, making sure to watch her when she talks, checking for all those signals that people give off that they don't intend to -- and yeah, she's pissed off, but also hurt, which he figured she would be if this is the situation -- which, he'll go glance into the journal again and --- here it comes]

Dammit, Hardison!! [fingers to the bridge of his nose, some shaking of his head... fingers through his hair and he's back to looking at you, Parker]

How the Hell did he manage... [he's pretty sure that Parker has every right to be pissed off, but he also thinks that her anger might be fogging up things for her too]

It's Hardison - but the castle did something to him. I've never seen him like this -- not even if he had to do something like this.

The Ice Man, remember - the Ice Man? [come on - that arrogance that required Parker save his ass? Who can forget that!]

That's as smooth as Hardison gets. [grumbles and shakes his head]

[he'll calm down for a moment and meet Parker's eyes] In the future, he's not like this at all. [there's a bit of warmth and fondness to his glance, because, Parker - well, you're family and he's happier when his family isn't trying to upset each other]

I don't know what this is, but I'm gonna knock some sense into him if I see him.

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[It's Eliot, and she'll take his word for golden any day. She thinks about what he's saying. Could it be a loss? She honestly hadn't even thought of that. It tempers her anger slightly, but she's still rather offended.

She looks away, folding her arms.]

Not if I knock his head from his shoulders first.

[Which is another reason she's been avoiding him at all costs.]

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[he'll smirk, with a touch of pride]

I'm sure when this pans out, he'll know he deserves it.

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She's quiet for a moment before she scoffs at herself and puts her hands up.]

Whatever. I'm over it. [Lying.]

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[smirks]

Want me to bring the bunny here? [these are the lengths he's willing to go to, Parker]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes briefly widen. Bunny, so tempting...]

I'll come and see it. Just... give me a bit.

And tell me if Hardison shows up before I get there.

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[with its wiggle nose and fluffy-ness? Yep. It's extremely tempting]

I'll do that.

[glances to Parker again] You need anything else?