Estate Leverage. Nathan Ford. 062. Spring
Title: Rondini, role playing and a lot of patience
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison, Parker
Prompt: 062. Spring
Rating: Green
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy , comedian
Plot: Hardison is at the home of Nathan and his character in a role-playing game has been hacked. By whom? How will Nathan to find out?
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
"Oh, hell, I have the frigates all! All of them! "Hardison launched an expletive and glares at the computer screen. It is a morning like any other, even more quiet than usual: they are in a break between missions at each other and have no reason to stay together under one roof. Nathan is preparing a coffee and Hardison was placed there in his house very early to dive into a new role-playing game that has found the network and which has illegally downloaded codes. Nathan has learned little, if Hardison also dedicated himself to explain word for word as it did to enter the site.
Sometimes the guy does not understand that his teammates are, and that of ordinary mortals, a computer, they can barely turn it on.
Nathan is convinced, however, that Hardison is not everything with the head and that his genius lose it below those role-playing games with names hard to remember.
"Hardison, I love running, I see myself in an hour with a customer," he says, more loudly, to make him share in his presence, or at least let him know that in that house, at his home, c 'someone is.
"Yes, yes, do not worry, Nathan!" She says, fast, boy. He started tapping your fingers on the keyboard, so fast that it is safe to come off Nathan. "That pig has cheated me all! You ... is ... an accursed thief! "Nathan
refrain from making jokes on the thieves who are robbed by thieves; Look at the pictures that move on the screen of his laptop and decides to move closer to understanding what they are. He sees strange anthropomorphic animals who speak to each other by sliding a few strips such as those of the newscast, which, however, are printed only gibberish. She bends to look better and try to read. But no, those strange words, for him, do not really have meaning.
"What is WTF? She asks, trying to discern the strange language in which the participants are talking of the game. Hardison puts his fingers on the keyboard and, very slowly, turning his head toward him.
'It' cry. "He says, with indignation.
him, feeling so involved in the case, we call straight and takes a sip of coffee. "I'm sorry if I do not know your language from hackers," he exclaims, seriously.
'Language ...' Hardison shakes his head, even more indignant. "It 's just the language of the Internet! It's faster, when you write. And especially when they steal the bird, "
Nathan frowns. "The ... swallows? You have stolen ... swallows? "
" Yes, you see, I am the lion is the king of this bunch of losers. "Hardison says pointing to the screen. Make a circle around a couple of zebras and some antelopes in armor that look like minions of the court. "I must win a certain number of swallows to give my future wife. In fact, only the lions can win the swallows, and if a lion is able to give away than they are used to this bride, you take the kingdom and oust the former king, that would be me. Now, I was almost at the finish line. I missed three swallows and this morning when I logged on, I had only three. Someone here, I hacked the account and has paid, I tell you! "
" And because you're a genius, you can not get them back? "Question Nathan, puzzled.
"Yes, well ... Certainly, if I knew who it was, I could. And how do I know? There are seventeen lions instead of calling himself the king of beasts, "
Nathan shakes his head. "This is too much." Mumbles. He feels he is better to disappear from circulation by not having to hear strange stories of swallows virtual disappear and king of the animals that want to unseat Hardison from his throne, and they say that Parker is the odd one. What about Hardison says that in that gibberish?
decides to go down to wait for the customer at the bar and in the meantime will get another cup of coffee or maybe a drink, even if the time was not right, if there is called Nathan Ford and you have just heard many speculations on a lion and swallows.
Nathan looks up to heaven, when he arrived in the street and sees just three of swallows that dart into the sky at great speed, as if they had the feeling that those parties, there was a jail for trying to win a lioness for possession of a kingdom that does not exist.
Spring is here for a couple of days, the weather improved, Boston has been invaded by a teporino not bad, and usually when we talk about this season, one thinks of love in bloom, flowers, perfumes , to pollen allergies, if you are not romantic, it is also thought to swallows return from their migration.
Hardison must have missed those lessons, in elementary school, now otherwise would not be in to play with the computer. That's what Nathan thinks, and puts her nose in a bar and sees Eliot and Parker, laughing like crazy, they are in front of a computer, seated together at a table.
Nathan frowns. Do you think this is the first time he sees them so well together and they question why. He approaches them cautiously.
"Come on, prendigliene another," people say to Eliot.
"Wait a minute ... ah, look how angry, "Parker replied, so amused that his acute laughter fills the room.
"Yeah ... Let them disappear ... Nathan! "
Eliot Parker and notice of him only when he stops in front of them and covers the light through its own shadow. Fixes them seeking an explanation, raises an eyebrow and their expressions, to have fun, you are guilty. There is no need to talk. Parker turns the laptop to him and before his eyes are formed of the images that he would rather forget: lions dressed as kings, guards dressed as zebras and antelopes idlers.
Nathan thinks it's the worst punishment that could touch them. But where Sophie when she needs her? And if the customer came first and saw members of his team playing at being animals? What would you say? Who would trust them anymore, when their minds had been swallowed by computer and pulped by the arrival of spring?
"What are you doing?" Asks, raising her arms to the limit of patience.
"We are destroying the account of Hardison. This game is sending the smoke in the brain. "Says Eliot. "But was more fun than expected. "
Parker starts to smile like that disturbing when you really enjoy. "You should see how he gets angry. We have screwed all the swallows. And even then steal all the weapons, "
" Actually, "says Eliot. "It is not that we steal them to him ... Parker took the data from your account and remove all objects that Hardison has won during the game. There is an interesting option called surrender. "
" I saw him enter the password so I used ... is so tender, "she exclaims, putting both hands on the heart and showing met expression. "The password was Parker."
"Good." Replied Nathan, with an ironic smile and pulled. "And as this could help us not to make a figure of shit with the customer?"
Both lose the air and exchanged excited glances.
"Maybe you're right." Eliot says, and sighs, closes the laptop dry with a gesture, raising protests from Parker.
"Hey! But the weapons! I still had to take up arms, "Eliot
looks away and smiles at Nathan. "We think of you?"
"First I want to know something." Nathan raises a hand to ask them to be quiet and listen. "Why?"
"Why?" Parker replies, moving his eyes from him to which Eliot lost my smile and now it just seems very, very angry.
"Why Hardison, in recent times, only talks about this stupid game! Even Sophie says, which is becoming crazy. "Hisses between his teeth.
'It's true. So we thought, "continues Parker. 'To bring her character to the base level. So maybe the stops. "
Nathan can not believe their ears: not only Hardison has made up his mind to conquer the swallows, we bring them too now! Can not get any worse. "And it would be easier to cancel, your account?"
Eliot and Parker exchanged glances. He moves his head from side to side, she remains rigid, staring at the blank with wide eyes.
"Well, actually ..."
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