Leverage. Nathan Ford. 095. Free Choice
Title: Voices bilge
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Lt. Bonanno
Prompt: 095. Free Choice
Rating: G
Warnings: Flashfiction
Word Count: 596
Genre: Comedy
Synopsis: A valuable candelabra was stolen, and Lieutenant Bonanno has sensed a track ...
Table: Re black, white horse
Lieutenant Bonanno arrived in front of the apartment of Nathan Ford. He thought he heard the excited voices inside and that something big was moved. Jack soon as the ear, trying to figure out what was going on. However hard he tried, however, failed. That precious and antique candelabra only they could have stolen it, especially for sophisticated means and machinations that were put in place, he felt obliged - more as a policeman and as a man, he had to admit - to go and check what c ' entered them in all that business.
rang the bell.
The noise just before they disappeared instantly, the voices died away. It took about ten seconds before he heard footsteps approaching and that he be open. In front him, he had one - in every sense - disheveled and sweaty Nathan Ford.
"Lieutenant Bonanno," greeted him, leaning against the door frame. If he was amazed, I do not see those. "What good wind brings you here?"
Bonanno glanced inside, but Nathan stood in front, making it impossible to look at what happened in the apartment.
'It was stolen a valuable and very old candlestick, "he declared then. 'Is said to have belonged to George Washington himself. Now, the security systems were not violated and the only one who was seen with the owner in the last twenty-four hours is strangely you, Mr. Ford. Sa explain it? " showed him a photograph taken by a surveillance camera where you could see Nathan, dressed in a white suit and a tie from the floral pattern of questionable taste. The picture he had taken while she was performing in a really grotesque grimace.
Nathan shook his head, curling his lips into a grimace a lot of convincing. "Oh, no. But you know, Lieutenant, "he smiled, cheeky. "There are so many guys who look like me ... my face is a pretty common ... "
Bonanno he put the photo in the inside pocket of his coat. "Ford agrees not resist. I'll be back with a warrant, you know? "
" Yes, of course, return as well. "Nathan replied, oblivious. "I want to help, though, if I permits. "
Bonanno replied with a sarcastic smile. "Help me? If you want help, not hinder me. "
" I have no intention to hinder, perhaps - and just maybe - I know something that his candlestick. They are just rumors bilge, though. I can tell you what a little bird told me, nothing more. "Nathan is parried.
Bonanno pursed lips that guy was more blatant than what he already knew. "Take the bird sing, Ford." Snapped.
"As you wish." Said Nathan, helpful with a smile and very little to recommend it. Not that of a man who was innocent, he thought Bonanno. "This candlestick, perhaps, might belong to a poor old woman, whose last memory of her husband was stolen by that guy who, apparently, was robbed by a gang of thieves very smart. The guy said, long ago, the old fraud, which, to be able to pay its debts, was forced to sell the candle which was then bought back from this guy. The problem is that there is no evidence that fraud has taken place e. .. Perhaps the old woman could have asked for help because of the villains had returned the light, heirloom for generations. "stopped, grimacing and raising one shoulder. "George Washington, you say?"
glanced Bonanno's chilling. "Controller." He said.
"Good day." Wished him Nathan. "Oh, Lieutenant?"
Bonanno stopped by to take another step toward the elevator and turned around, asking with his eyes what he wanted, yet.
"It's not that ... know, for the favor ... could give me that picture? "
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Deputy Travis Junior Outfit
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 033. Post
Title: Too honest
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other Characters: Alec Hardison
Prompt: 033. Too
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble, Missing the Moment
3x01 Word Count: 112
Genre: Comedy
Table: Re black, white horse
"Do you realize that said he did not want to be free? I mean, you know it really that? I am really shocked, "says Hardison, without facing the new table that has replaced the sofa, watching the big screen with a map of the prison where he is detained Nathan. "You must be joking! Do not want! You ... is ... if we had promised the most innocent of the world, one would say, hey, why not? But he is doing? He says no, I'm a criminal, I have to pay, "snaps the tongue. "Here what you earn, to be honest too! You become stupid! And you never become stupid, you know, Parker? "She glanced
worried. "Okay." Promises.
Title: Too honest
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other Characters: Alec Hardison
Prompt: 033. Too
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble, Missing the Moment
3x01 Word Count: 112
Genre: Comedy
Table: Re black, white horse
"Do you realize that said he did not want to be free? I mean, you know it really that? I am really shocked, "says Hardison, without facing the new table that has replaced the sofa, watching the big screen with a map of the prison where he is detained Nathan. "You must be joking! Do not want! You ... is ... if we had promised the most innocent of the world, one would say, hey, why not? But he is doing? He says no, I'm a criminal, I have to pay, "snaps the tongue. "Here what you earn, to be honest too! You become stupid! And you never become stupid, you know, Parker? "She glanced
worried. "Okay." Promises.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Biggest Breasts In Bollywood
too useless and far too insane to put there
I started to read some fan fiction about vampires because I like to hurt me (in truth, I found some Bellini) and this question came to me spontaneously, because then I also reconnected to the famous Meyer's saga: why on earth should be so wonderful and exciting to be (and have the boyfriend) is a vampire with the appearance of a seventeen year old? This is fine if the girl is seventeen too. Because no girl a little 'bigger (I throw a number Random: twenty-three years) it would look, if you look like a dung beetle.
Let's face it: the boys at that age, they are neither fish nor fowl, too full of pimples in the complaint * *. Why the hell should become a vampire to be seventeen and Where's My Car? Suddenly, in the metamorphosis of the acne disappears and becomes a man? Ma .. had not said it looked like a seventeen year old?
Eventually, the young man who fell in love with the vampire will necessarily have to be a vampire and not because they could not otherwise be together for their lifestyles at the antipodes, for the passion and the blood of one of the absolute disgust of the other , due to low morale and an excessive other. You know, you are also wondering how two so I can only think of something to share, but are novels and fanfiction and everything okay. No, to be together should have more or less the same age, so that they can always look at each other's spots (no, do not disappear after death) for all eternity. What
then this also creates a big problem: you're a vampire hundred years old, good and maybe you can even give blood of alcohol and give a damn, but you can not because you have the face of a minor and any honest dealer will sell you.
sbrilluccicoso Maybe you're a vampire who wants to integrate into the community in which they live and exercise their right to vote, you can not because I look too young and then no one will give you the ballot. For the same reason you can not drive, or buy a house in your name or do anything in your name without an adult after having put his signature for you.
What bad luck, right? And you think you have forever seventeen years ... oh, eternal youth, the more fighezza and superhuman strength, maybe the ability to fly like Superman and Voldy. What is a home when you can easily steal a few dead killed by you? Attention to the tax authorities, however, and anyone with interest in the house, perhaps a relative trying owners disappeared. And be careful not to let you discover while searching the house or people who have no living relatives to break the soul (The excuse that you are a plumber does not work! You're too small, remember?).
I like vampires, and vampires when they are not ridiculous pucciosi with mental cravings and saws by teenagers (having the appearance does not mean to be, especially if You are over a hundred years or even more on the rump). But I believe that it is not easy to talk about and more to create a story where a teenage vampire is and has none of the problems mentioned above. So
I started to read some fan fiction about vampires because I like to hurt me (in truth, I found some Bellini) and this question came to me spontaneously, because then I also reconnected to the famous Meyer's saga: why on earth should be so wonderful and exciting to be (and have the boyfriend) is a vampire with the appearance of a seventeen year old? This is fine if the girl is seventeen too. Because no girl a little 'bigger (I throw a number Random: twenty-three years) it would look, if you look like a dung beetle.
Let's face it: the boys at that age, they are neither fish nor fowl, too full of pimples in the complaint * *. Why the hell should become a vampire to be seventeen and Where's My Car? Suddenly, in the metamorphosis of the acne disappears and becomes a man? Ma .. had not said it looked like a seventeen year old?
Eventually, the young man who fell in love with the vampire will necessarily have to be a vampire and not because they could not otherwise be together for their lifestyles at the antipodes, for the passion and the blood of one of the absolute disgust of the other , due to low morale and an excessive other. You know, you are also wondering how two so I can only think of something to share, but are novels and fanfiction and everything okay. No, to be together should have more or less the same age, so that they can always look at each other's spots (no, do not disappear after death) for all eternity. What
then this also creates a big problem: you're a vampire hundred years old, good and maybe you can even give blood of alcohol and give a damn, but you can not because you have the face of a minor and any honest dealer will sell you.
sbrilluccicoso Maybe you're a vampire who wants to integrate into the community in which they live and exercise their right to vote, you can not because I look too young and then no one will give you the ballot. For the same reason you can not drive, or buy a house in your name or do anything in your name without an adult after having put his signature for you.
What bad luck, right? And you think you have forever seventeen years ... oh, eternal youth, the more fighezza and superhuman strength, maybe the ability to fly like Superman and Voldy. What is a home when you can easily steal a few dead killed by you? Attention to the tax authorities, however, and anyone with interest in the house, perhaps a relative trying owners disappeared. And be careful not to let you discover while searching the house or people who have no living relatives to break the soul (The excuse that you are a plumber does not work! You're too small, remember?).
I like vampires, and vampires when they are not ridiculous pucciosi with mental cravings and saws by teenagers (having the appearance does not mean to be, especially if You are over a hundred years or even more on the rump). But I believe that it is not easy to talk about and more to create a story where a teenage vampire is and has none of the problems mentioned above. So
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Becoming A Dental Hygienist In Bc Canada
Facciamocelo
. On
EFP, these days, was put on display the notice in any account of a contest organized by Fazi on a fanfiction fandom completely unknown. Everything okay. I look at the plot of the book which had to be drawn fanfiction, I notice that is not my thing and the matter is closed there. I have beaten.
was over here, I would have continued to make me the affaracci mine.
The problem was born yesterday, when we are all reminded that the contest is skipped because the first prize is failed. I swear that I was somewhat incredulos (the first prize goes well, it was a dinner with the author of the saga, you know that stuff).
Maybe I pluck a ban for having written these words, I have no problem in doing so, the real problem is that I'm tired of repeating the same things, so you will not want to understand the kernel, or you will only see what you want to see and respond only to what makes us more comfortable.
I as a potential buyer, as a potential participant, I felt offended by this lack of respect and seriousness, I felt taken for a ride because what I saw was just a way to advertise a product.
I felt used. It 'was like telling me that the real intention was simply to know that there is this book. Yes, even before I had this feeling, but it was different because it was advertised in an interesting way, which would push more than one person to buy the product in question.
What you want (or that the average customer wants) from someone who offers their own product, in whatever way they do, are reliability and trust. One who, after a couple of days I get to say "trick" does not give me confidence, in fact, it makes me upset and makes me realize that their skills are scarce.
rules to conclude a deal, whatever its nature, is reduced to a minimum term of trust. If I know that one party does not respect the contract, or know that the good will, this trust is lacking, which will push the other side to avoid the particular contractor.
I will trust, and avoid wasting time, preferring to look for someone who inspires confidence and, at first unexpected, I do not pull the bin.
Trust and reliability is demonstrated when something unexpected happens. The way in which he says is run by those who I have to do and if I want to deal with these people / companies / whatever.
'm strange? Proud of it.
. On
EFP, these days, was put on display the notice in any account of a contest organized by Fazi on a fanfiction fandom completely unknown. Everything okay. I look at the plot of the book which had to be drawn fanfiction, I notice that is not my thing and the matter is closed there. I have beaten.
was over here, I would have continued to make me the affaracci mine.
The problem was born yesterday, when we are all reminded that the contest is skipped because the first prize is failed. I swear that I was somewhat incredulos (the first prize goes well, it was a dinner with the author of the saga, you know that stuff).
Maybe I pluck a ban for having written these words, I have no problem in doing so, the real problem is that I'm tired of repeating the same things, so you will not want to understand the kernel, or you will only see what you want to see and respond only to what makes us more comfortable.
I as a potential buyer, as a potential participant, I felt offended by this lack of respect and seriousness, I felt taken for a ride because what I saw was just a way to advertise a product.
I felt used. It 'was like telling me that the real intention was simply to know that there is this book. Yes, even before I had this feeling, but it was different because it was advertised in an interesting way, which would push more than one person to buy the product in question.
What you want (or that the average customer wants) from someone who offers their own product, in whatever way they do, are reliability and trust. One who, after a couple of days I get to say "trick" does not give me confidence, in fact, it makes me upset and makes me realize that their skills are scarce.
rules to conclude a deal, whatever its nature, is reduced to a minimum term of trust. If I know that one party does not respect the contract, or know that the good will, this trust is lacking, which will push the other side to avoid the particular contractor.
I will trust, and avoid wasting time, preferring to look for someone who inspires confidence and, at first unexpected, I do not pull the bin.
Trust and reliability is demonstrated when something unexpected happens. The way in which he says is run by those who I have to do and if I want to deal with these people / companies / whatever.
'm strange? Proud of it.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Canadian Food Guide For Diabetics
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 032. Sunset
Title: A Thousand Suns
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Devereaux
Prompt: 032. Sunset
Rating: G
Warnings: Flashfiction
Word Count: 214
Genre: General
Table: Re black, white horse
Sophie sighs from the roof of the palace where refugees are waiting for the police to arrest the crooks end up having defrauded. Nathan, a little later, watching the sunset colored red. He looks lost, distracted. While congratulating the other with each other, he does not seem satisfied. She goes by.
'It went well. "Comments to encourage it to speak.
"Yes"
"Then why are you thinking?"
Nathan paints a relaxed smile, but Sophie knows him too well to believe that everything is fine as he wants her to understand. "Nothing important."
"Nathan?"
Missing. Perhaps it was seized by guilt for having used more than one member of the team, perhaps The case has instilled in doubt or, perhaps, has agreed to be some concern about the moral implications of what he did. It would have been happy if, at one time or another, it occurred to him to apologize for his behavior double agent. Maybe this is the right time, it seems pretty upset to be so.
But he looks at her and, perhaps, note the slight hope that appeared in the eye without really wanted to. "What is it? Come on, Sophie, stop looking at me like I'm terminally ill! We're going to make us a drink to celebrate! "
Title: A Thousand Suns
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Devereaux
Prompt: 032. Sunset
Rating: G
Warnings: Flashfiction
Word Count: 214
Genre: General
Table: Re black, white horse
Sophie sighs from the roof of the palace where refugees are waiting for the police to arrest the crooks end up having defrauded. Nathan, a little later, watching the sunset colored red. He looks lost, distracted. While congratulating the other with each other, he does not seem satisfied. She goes by.
'It went well. "Comments to encourage it to speak.
"Yes"
"Then why are you thinking?"
Nathan paints a relaxed smile, but Sophie knows him too well to believe that everything is fine as he wants her to understand. "Nothing important."
"Nathan?"
Missing. Perhaps it was seized by guilt for having used more than one member of the team, perhaps The case has instilled in doubt or, perhaps, has agreed to be some concern about the moral implications of what he did. It would have been happy if, at one time or another, it occurred to him to apologize for his behavior double agent. Maybe this is the right time, it seems pretty upset to be so.
But he looks at her and, perhaps, note the slight hope that appeared in the eye without really wanted to. "What is it? Come on, Sophie, stop looking at me like I'm terminally ill! We're going to make us a drink to celebrate! "
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Theme Corporate Anniversary
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 050. Spades - 031. Alba
Title: A matter of chance
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 050. Spades
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 104
Genre: Comedy
Table: Re black, white horse
"Margot? Audrey? "Every now and then, Nathan tries. French rattles off a few names to see if Sophie turns around, showing him to have found its true.
But every time Sophie, in response, just leave a smile hinted that means nothing and that he interpreted as yet another failure. But do not surrender. Find out his name, in one way or another. For those two of spades will be forced to take, keep trying. One time or another, you will have to admit what his name or him find it. Unfortunately, he does not believe in this possibility: there are so many names, one can guess.
"Gisele?"
Title: Nothing but the dawn
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 031. Alba
Rating: Pg13
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 106
Genre: Sad
Note 1: contains "Sadness to Palate" by Mariottide.
Note 2: also written for the "A prompt a day ..." Table of Fanworld.it
: Re black, white horse
often dreamed of her son, a dream long and complex, full of excitement and joy, a dream where that child lying lifeless on a hospital bed became large and talked to him about baseball, girls, went to college and took its path, a path away from crime. Sometimes his dreams were so vivid that when she woke up really believed that, turning on its side, while the first rays of sun filtering through the shutters, he felt his feet tramping down the corridor to reach the room mom and dad.
But then she opened her eyes. It did not feel anything but the dawn.
Title: A matter of chance
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 050. Spades
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 104
Genre: Comedy
Table: Re black, white horse
"Margot? Audrey? "Every now and then, Nathan tries. French rattles off a few names to see if Sophie turns around, showing him to have found its true.
But every time Sophie, in response, just leave a smile hinted that means nothing and that he interpreted as yet another failure. But do not surrender. Find out his name, in one way or another. For those two of spades will be forced to take, keep trying. One time or another, you will have to admit what his name or him find it. Unfortunately, he does not believe in this possibility: there are so many names, one can guess.
"Gisele?"
Title: Nothing but the dawn
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 031. Alba
Rating: Pg13
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 106
Genre: Sad
Note 1: contains "Sadness to Palate" by Mariottide.
Note 2: also written for the "A prompt a day ..." Table of Fanworld.it
: Re black, white horse
often dreamed of her son, a dream long and complex, full of excitement and joy, a dream where that child lying lifeless on a hospital bed became large and talked to him about baseball, girls, went to college and took its path, a path away from crime. Sometimes his dreams were so vivid that when she woke up really believed that, turning on its side, while the first rays of sun filtering through the shutters, he felt his feet tramping down the corridor to reach the room mom and dad.
But then she opened her eyes. It did not feel anything but the dawn.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Pain Swollen Gland After Drinking
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 049. Flowers
Title: be forgiven
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Other characters: Alec Hardison Eliot Spencer Parker Sophie Devereaux
Prompt: 049. Flowers
Rating: Pg13
Warnings: One-Shot
Genre: Comedy
Summary: during a mission, Nathan and Sophie find themselves fighting. What do you think Nathan to forgive?
Notes: presence of machismo.
Table: Re black, white horse
"I slapped so hard that his jaw fell off! What do I do? "Hisses Eliot, furious, headset. Nathan looks at the mega screen and Hardison, meanwhile, sipping coffee properly.
"Yes, do. The important thing is that the loss of sight. Hardison, the situation. "
" Everything okay, Nathan. We are almost there. The security system is almost reduced to a hole on my socks yesterday. "He says, with evident pleasure.
"Say that a bouquet of flowers, okay? "
" Very good, Hardison. Yes, why not, Eliot? Parker? "
" In Position. "
" Sophie, Update. "
" I managed to break away without any problems. "Responds to his voice. "But, by the way, I heard right, Nathan? of flowers? "
" What they are not the flowers? "Breaks Eliot, worried and wary.
"What did not go?" She repeated, keeping a calm tone, but that - and not only hear Nathan - still unable to express strong indignation. "But do you really believe that is enough two flowers and a couple of chocolates for the hearts of us women? You let it cool off, do not pursue it, it would only be upset and give you another fist. Tomorrow, when it will be more willing, come back to her and ask her forgiveness. "
" Yes, but it is assumed that tomorrow is too late. "Eliot spoke in a hiss.
"It will be too late." Confirmation Nathan, peremptory. "There is a flower open at night two blocks from where you are. Take her there, while Parker cleans up the vault. "
" Listen, Nathan, this is really demeaning, "insists Sophie. "Flowers! If you think there is only one woman who can forgive a man with flowers, you're pathetic! She felt used and hurt because the man who believed woo, have a piece of ice instead of the heart and has approached only for its own benefit! And she noticed that he's a big selfish and that she does not care, yes, and then kisses her for a moment like it too, but deep in my heart because he knows he did it because he behaved so ... is a fact. And, although he loves, he finds himself to hate him. "
" Oh, oh. Mommy and Daddy are fighting again, "says Hardison.
"I have to buy flowers?" Parker asked, calm as usual.
"Parker, but you're mad, too?" Scolds her Sophie. "Come out from that vault! Now, "
" No way, are in and I do not go. "disturbing the thief do with chuckles. "I have to put on the grave of Nathan, the flowers, I mean, not our money. You should feel that they do smell! "
Nathan raises his eyes to heaven, but about what he said about the grave and flowers, is found macabre agree with you: when Sophie comes home, will light a long discussion that does not want to deal with. It 's a bit escaping and he knows that will, sooner or later, that confrontation. With her, everything is paid for, sooner or later.
"What are you talking about?" Replied Eliot, breathless. "Nathan, I try. However, 'to move out of Parker, "
" Nothing to be done. "Answered the respondent. "We go forward with the original plan until I say otherwise."
"No, Parker sends out of there! It also called for an ambulance, while we're at, "he blurts out Sophie, in her ear.
"Then we go forward." Endorses Eliot.
"Tell him to go, Nathan! And you too, Parker. You have to go on. We can not take other risks, "
" Sophie, is not the time. "Cuts through Nathan. "Eliot, in one way or another tries to riacchiapparla, no matter what you do, if you tie it to do or buy her a diamond. Hardison, where is it? "
" It's going to the vault. "
'Parker out of there in five seconds."
"I can not leave now!"
The next moment, Eliot manages to grab his girl and ripping a breathtaking kiss, but only Nathan can see him and Hardison. Both are very, very surprised at the presence of mind to Eliot, and both let out a whistle.
"crazy stuff," says Hardison, clapping her hands.
The girl, however, back slaps and Eliot, as an added incentive to leave, gives him a knee in the testicles. "The next time," gasps the Flogger, collapsed to the ground while she goes in a gallop toward the vault is located in Parker. 'Do listen to Sophie. "
" What happened? "
" You really knowing it, Sophie? "hisses Eliot.
"Parker, where are you?" Nathan asks, rubbing two fingers between the eyes: he saw what happened and tried very much compassion for him, as well as concern for Parker. Their victim is approaching the vault and when you find that inside there is an intruder, do not hesitate to call the police, if not roll it out as she did with Eliot.
"I'm out." Says Parker and Sophie let out a sigh of relief. "I prepare to return to base. What happened to Eliot? You hurt? "
" No, he caught a kick in the lower parts. "Hardison says, laughing. The girl in Eliot, meanwhile, is entry into the vault and found it empty, cleaned out all the money, now, were kept in a bag crushing Parker in ventilation duct where he crawling.
"Really? Strong, "says, all excited. Eliot is much less agreement, but was raised and curses through his teeth, going to the exit.
"Good work, gentlemen. Mission accomplished. "Congratulates Nathan.
Eliot, in reply, still muttering something that resembles a "speaks for you," but it is not the only one not to be happy: Sophie also has something to say exactly how it was managed the mission and the bad advice of Nathan. Hardison continues to laugh at the mighty football is the Flogger is caught, Parker is still in the air duct and wants to know all the details of the affair.
"Parker, forget." Asked Nathan.
"Why? Ugh, I always lose the best part! "
" Do not worry, my child. "Hardison says, solemnly. "I registered,"
"What!" Exclaims Eliot.
"Hurrah!" Is instead a commentary by Parker.
Nathan shakes his head, then closes the communication, taking off the headset, but not only not to hear the discussions of Eliot, Hardison and Parker - who then has to be seen if the scene has seriously or not. It would be fun to review the girl that, as despicable, has been shown to have a good temper and held his head in Eliot.
It does more than anything not to hear that Sophie has it with him again. The apologized, what else should I do? Kneel?
The mission is over, but he has another idea. Will implement some suggestions, now that all are coming back without any problems.
"Thank you, Sophie." He says, cheerfully.
a pity that you can not feel it anymore.
I discovered the next morning, Sophie, why was thanked. You just come back and the team is not there. And do not even Nathan, but on the table is a single red rose. Attracted by that curious particular, heads for the kitchen and picks it up, to smell it.
"It's not funny, Nathan. Exclaims, air. It understands the situation perfectly recalling the debate last night: she does not forget anything and Nathan owes an apology, apologies true. He knows that he is there, somewhere, intent on keeping his movements. It also knows that pink is for her and that it was he who put it there, where she could see her.
"Really?"
turns Sophie and Nathan is behind him, leaning against the couch, arms folded and his eyes focused on her, a mischievous smile distorted his lips and through her eyes.
"What does this mean?" He asks, Casually show the pink. It is said that he would have expected from him, but somehow never came to hope until the end. Perhaps because he knows so well.
"No flowers for a woman angry, right?" He replies.
"And you've violated the rule. What, you wanted to see if my theory was right or wrong? Do not challenge me in my field, Nathan, because they lose miserably. "
Nathan does not lose his smile charming, indeed, seems to Sophie that her eyes are crossed by a flash.
"So you're angry?"
She takes a step back, turn the rose petals do so as a shield to his chest. "Look, Nathan Ford. This game could burn yourself. "Replica, cautious, but does so uncomfortable, because he is looking dangerously close. He is a handsome man, who knows it. Above all, take the issues head on, if you must, even if, in the past, he did not and still does not do it, not if it concerns two of them. That discussion has been postponed for too long.
You know, would reproach her many things, why he called her, telling her he needed her, or the many times he had escaped and was denied because it did not feel ready to have a stable relationship. But it can not, not now that she grabbed the waist with one arm and has attracted to himself. They look, Then he bends his head.
"And now?" Asks in a hoarse whisper and extremely seductive. "Now you're angry, Sophie Deveraux?
" This game will end badly, Nathan. "
" We need to start playing to find out. "
" I do not want to play. "
" No, me neither. "
A half-smile of defeat mixed with fun appears on the mouth. And he smiles. He wants to kiss her, is undeniable: his eyes are on her lips. And I would do. But the door opens and enter Hardison, Eliot and Parker. Chatting, and when they capture so embraced in the act, they stop there and say nothing.
"What is it, guys? The show is over, "exclaims Nathan, letting go of Sophie.
'Oh, mummy and daddy have made peace, "Parker says, tenderly.
"And then the flowers were of no use, eh?" Eliot says, pointing to the pink, so that Sophie, in embarrassment, laying on the table. Now every opportunity to clarify fuzzy at all.
"We're going to play X-Box." Lets you know Hardison, cautious, putting his hands forward as if to ask them to lay a gun. "You do as if we did not. Not interfering. But try not to get too noisy or feel what they say other players. "
Parker turns to Hardison. "Why should they make noise? What have to be silent? "
" And try not to do that here. "Eliot points out, shooting a look at them all too eloquently. No one responds to Parker.
Nathan rubbed his forehead and shook his head, grabs his jacket and heads for the door.
"And now where are you going?" Sophie application.
"They have to play X-Box," he exclaims, in a louder voice, spreading his arms. "And we must not make noise! Esco. "
Parker stretches his neck to see over the shoulder of Hardison. "When you come back, Daddy?" He asks, with a huge smile.
"Shut up, Parker!" Asked Sophie, peremptory, and Nathan comes in a gallop, so that the door remains ajar.
"He is angry." Parker points out, stretching the lower lip on the top.
"I believe you do not know just shut up!" Exclaims Eliot, irritated, then lay your eyes on Hardison. "Then, the X-Box?"
Title: be forgiven
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Other characters: Alec Hardison Eliot Spencer Parker Sophie Devereaux
Prompt: 049. Flowers
Rating: Pg13
Warnings: One-Shot
Genre: Comedy
Summary: during a mission, Nathan and Sophie find themselves fighting. What do you think Nathan to forgive?
Notes: presence of machismo.
Table: Re black, white horse
"I slapped so hard that his jaw fell off! What do I do? "Hisses Eliot, furious, headset. Nathan looks at the mega screen and Hardison, meanwhile, sipping coffee properly.
"Yes, do. The important thing is that the loss of sight. Hardison, the situation. "
" Everything okay, Nathan. We are almost there. The security system is almost reduced to a hole on my socks yesterday. "He says, with evident pleasure.
"Say that a bouquet of flowers, okay? "
" Very good, Hardison. Yes, why not, Eliot? Parker? "
" In Position. "
" Sophie, Update. "
" I managed to break away without any problems. "Responds to his voice. "But, by the way, I heard right, Nathan? of flowers? "
" What they are not the flowers? "Breaks Eliot, worried and wary.
"What did not go?" She repeated, keeping a calm tone, but that - and not only hear Nathan - still unable to express strong indignation. "But do you really believe that is enough two flowers and a couple of chocolates for the hearts of us women? You let it cool off, do not pursue it, it would only be upset and give you another fist. Tomorrow, when it will be more willing, come back to her and ask her forgiveness. "
" Yes, but it is assumed that tomorrow is too late. "Eliot spoke in a hiss.
"It will be too late." Confirmation Nathan, peremptory. "There is a flower open at night two blocks from where you are. Take her there, while Parker cleans up the vault. "
" Listen, Nathan, this is really demeaning, "insists Sophie. "Flowers! If you think there is only one woman who can forgive a man with flowers, you're pathetic! She felt used and hurt because the man who believed woo, have a piece of ice instead of the heart and has approached only for its own benefit! And she noticed that he's a big selfish and that she does not care, yes, and then kisses her for a moment like it too, but deep in my heart because he knows he did it because he behaved so ... is a fact. And, although he loves, he finds himself to hate him. "
" Oh, oh. Mommy and Daddy are fighting again, "says Hardison.
"I have to buy flowers?" Parker asked, calm as usual.
"Parker, but you're mad, too?" Scolds her Sophie. "Come out from that vault! Now, "
" No way, are in and I do not go. "disturbing the thief do with chuckles. "I have to put on the grave of Nathan, the flowers, I mean, not our money. You should feel that they do smell! "
Nathan raises his eyes to heaven, but about what he said about the grave and flowers, is found macabre agree with you: when Sophie comes home, will light a long discussion that does not want to deal with. It 's a bit escaping and he knows that will, sooner or later, that confrontation. With her, everything is paid for, sooner or later.
"What are you talking about?" Replied Eliot, breathless. "Nathan, I try. However, 'to move out of Parker, "
" Nothing to be done. "Answered the respondent. "We go forward with the original plan until I say otherwise."
"No, Parker sends out of there! It also called for an ambulance, while we're at, "he blurts out Sophie, in her ear.
"Then we go forward." Endorses Eliot.
"Tell him to go, Nathan! And you too, Parker. You have to go on. We can not take other risks, "
" Sophie, is not the time. "Cuts through Nathan. "Eliot, in one way or another tries to riacchiapparla, no matter what you do, if you tie it to do or buy her a diamond. Hardison, where is it? "
" It's going to the vault. "
'Parker out of there in five seconds."
"I can not leave now!"
The next moment, Eliot manages to grab his girl and ripping a breathtaking kiss, but only Nathan can see him and Hardison. Both are very, very surprised at the presence of mind to Eliot, and both let out a whistle.
"crazy stuff," says Hardison, clapping her hands.
The girl, however, back slaps and Eliot, as an added incentive to leave, gives him a knee in the testicles. "The next time," gasps the Flogger, collapsed to the ground while she goes in a gallop toward the vault is located in Parker. 'Do listen to Sophie. "
" What happened? "
" You really knowing it, Sophie? "hisses Eliot.
"Parker, where are you?" Nathan asks, rubbing two fingers between the eyes: he saw what happened and tried very much compassion for him, as well as concern for Parker. Their victim is approaching the vault and when you find that inside there is an intruder, do not hesitate to call the police, if not roll it out as she did with Eliot.
"I'm out." Says Parker and Sophie let out a sigh of relief. "I prepare to return to base. What happened to Eliot? You hurt? "
" No, he caught a kick in the lower parts. "Hardison says, laughing. The girl in Eliot, meanwhile, is entry into the vault and found it empty, cleaned out all the money, now, were kept in a bag crushing Parker in ventilation duct where he crawling.
"Really? Strong, "says, all excited. Eliot is much less agreement, but was raised and curses through his teeth, going to the exit.
"Good work, gentlemen. Mission accomplished. "Congratulates Nathan.
Eliot, in reply, still muttering something that resembles a "speaks for you," but it is not the only one not to be happy: Sophie also has something to say exactly how it was managed the mission and the bad advice of Nathan. Hardison continues to laugh at the mighty football is the Flogger is caught, Parker is still in the air duct and wants to know all the details of the affair.
"Parker, forget." Asked Nathan.
"Why? Ugh, I always lose the best part! "
" Do not worry, my child. "Hardison says, solemnly. "I registered,"
"What!" Exclaims Eliot.
"Hurrah!" Is instead a commentary by Parker.
Nathan shakes his head, then closes the communication, taking off the headset, but not only not to hear the discussions of Eliot, Hardison and Parker - who then has to be seen if the scene has seriously or not. It would be fun to review the girl that, as despicable, has been shown to have a good temper and held his head in Eliot.
It does more than anything not to hear that Sophie has it with him again. The apologized, what else should I do? Kneel?
The mission is over, but he has another idea. Will implement some suggestions, now that all are coming back without any problems.
"Thank you, Sophie." He says, cheerfully.
a pity that you can not feel it anymore.
I discovered the next morning, Sophie, why was thanked. You just come back and the team is not there. And do not even Nathan, but on the table is a single red rose. Attracted by that curious particular, heads for the kitchen and picks it up, to smell it.
"It's not funny, Nathan. Exclaims, air. It understands the situation perfectly recalling the debate last night: she does not forget anything and Nathan owes an apology, apologies true. He knows that he is there, somewhere, intent on keeping his movements. It also knows that pink is for her and that it was he who put it there, where she could see her.
"Really?"
turns Sophie and Nathan is behind him, leaning against the couch, arms folded and his eyes focused on her, a mischievous smile distorted his lips and through her eyes.
"What does this mean?" He asks, Casually show the pink. It is said that he would have expected from him, but somehow never came to hope until the end. Perhaps because he knows so well.
"No flowers for a woman angry, right?" He replies.
"And you've violated the rule. What, you wanted to see if my theory was right or wrong? Do not challenge me in my field, Nathan, because they lose miserably. "
Nathan does not lose his smile charming, indeed, seems to Sophie that her eyes are crossed by a flash.
"So you're angry?"
She takes a step back, turn the rose petals do so as a shield to his chest. "Look, Nathan Ford. This game could burn yourself. "Replica, cautious, but does so uncomfortable, because he is looking dangerously close. He is a handsome man, who knows it. Above all, take the issues head on, if you must, even if, in the past, he did not and still does not do it, not if it concerns two of them. That discussion has been postponed for too long.
You know, would reproach her many things, why he called her, telling her he needed her, or the many times he had escaped and was denied because it did not feel ready to have a stable relationship. But it can not, not now that she grabbed the waist with one arm and has attracted to himself. They look, Then he bends his head.
"And now?" Asks in a hoarse whisper and extremely seductive. "Now you're angry, Sophie Deveraux?
" This game will end badly, Nathan. "
" We need to start playing to find out. "
" I do not want to play. "
" No, me neither. "
A half-smile of defeat mixed with fun appears on the mouth. And he smiles. He wants to kiss her, is undeniable: his eyes are on her lips. And I would do. But the door opens and enter Hardison, Eliot and Parker. Chatting, and when they capture so embraced in the act, they stop there and say nothing.
"What is it, guys? The show is over, "exclaims Nathan, letting go of Sophie.
'Oh, mummy and daddy have made peace, "Parker says, tenderly.
"And then the flowers were of no use, eh?" Eliot says, pointing to the pink, so that Sophie, in embarrassment, laying on the table. Now every opportunity to clarify fuzzy at all.
"We're going to play X-Box." Lets you know Hardison, cautious, putting his hands forward as if to ask them to lay a gun. "You do as if we did not. Not interfering. But try not to get too noisy or feel what they say other players. "
Parker turns to Hardison. "Why should they make noise? What have to be silent? "
" And try not to do that here. "Eliot points out, shooting a look at them all too eloquently. No one responds to Parker.
Nathan rubbed his forehead and shook his head, grabs his jacket and heads for the door.
"And now where are you going?" Sophie application.
"They have to play X-Box," he exclaims, in a louder voice, spreading his arms. "And we must not make noise! Esco. "
Parker stretches his neck to see over the shoulder of Hardison. "When you come back, Daddy?" He asks, with a huge smile.
"Shut up, Parker!" Asked Sophie, peremptory, and Nathan comes in a gallop, so that the door remains ajar.
"He is angry." Parker points out, stretching the lower lip on the top.
"I believe you do not know just shut up!" Exclaims Eliot, irritated, then lay your eyes on Hardison. "Then, the X-Box?"
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Used Saddleright Saddle Pad For Sale
The contrarian strikes again
two days ago I saw the last episode of the first series of Glee, after it stopped because it attracted me more. After the victory of the provincial seemed that everything had to be going well, but continued to be opposed by the losers of the legendary Sue Sylvester and the principal fool of Figgins. They also seemed to Schuester between Pillsbury and things had evolved, however, clearly, no. Other problems, always on the usual line.
had stopped because I just felt there was little to say. I started because I had nothing else to do, I admit, but I'm glad I did. I liked the series, was cheerful and friendly, although sometimes too saccharine and boring and for some feel-good songs. Especially in the last few episodes I've discovered that I liked in particular. Dream on by Aerosmith, or the last that the boys sang the professor, who was very touching.
The only thing that leaves me a bit 'so it's all the disappointment that may have lost in the end. Let's say they deserved it ... not for anything. Sure, Vocal Adrenaline behave as real assholes, they have humiliated more than once, but compared to them, are from another planet. Are coordinated, choreographed by their fear, they are very good dancers. The New Directions are a bunch of kids running around on stage singing.
E 'are useless for me to say that their opponents are without a soul and that they put their passion they put into it. Please! You're kidding yourself. It will be so because the series is meant that way, but in reality is not.
I studied ballet for twelve years, from when I was a mocciosetta a high chair. I was not very good, but one thing you do well if you only do it and to win prizes. That is to say that I have some experience in this area. Take the
Kostner that is taken for a star of the rink. It seems to be a puppet, is stiff, falling all the time, her smiles are plastic. I've seen movies where the main characters were much more loose and this brave little girl who is taken by Italian newspapers as the best skater. Cavoli!
But without going so far: there were several bad my friends do not dance, but were forced by their mothers and / or from fashion to dance and undertook as one might bind to school. It can be seen when a person does things because he has them, such as studying a page of history, or why she likes. There are ways and ways of studying ways and means to dance, different ways of singing or skating. Even a person out of tune can put the soul in song, but if you do not ever heal his voice will continue to be jarring, but loves to sing. Not enough soul to do something, at least not at a competitive level.
As the characters were very good at Glee to reveal their love for what they do, even running as rowdy for that stage, they could not compete with those professionals of their opponents. As far as I'm concerned, the first prize was given to the right group. Because those were just from another planet. Without soul, perhaps, but what they do to please him by force, otherwise they would be exactly like the Kostner, bound, frozen, comp. I have not seemed none of this.
Sure, you're sorry because you know the players and affectionate, but in the end, if they had won, it would be a great injustice. The Vocal Adrenaline, yes, those assholes, bullies and what you want. But it was a competition of talent, not character.
What then seen to be very ridiculous that people - parents of other boys, I suppose, the wise dance at my school there were only parents and friends! - Get up and begin to dance, especially if other people come for support, maybe not the group is performing, is another matter.
Finally, I tried to suck as writers would solve all the problems of Quinn. His father was out of the house because he had made to impregnate, disgracing a family which had always been modest life and God-fearing Perfect, yes.
Apart from that, after you are left with Finn, of her and her allowance could only make guesses until almost two or three episodes before giving birth, and then the last, but it seems to indicate that the moderate Puritan bad daddy has driven home his daughter for more then a pig that goes with girls much younger than him and all tattooed? Oo
Okay. Let's admit it that way - after all, might not be so strange. The mother will not let him out of the house because he has his daughter but it is betrayed, as he returns from his daughter to live with her happily until the end of their days. Excellent mother, to which Quinn probably would have spit in my eye.
That is, we analyze the situation: that he comes back, clears his niece and her accommodation and really wants to ask if her daughter loved singing so good in other shows did. But damn selfish (not to say the least)!
And then he came back just because daddy has betrayed her, or I could die quietly Quinn, the ungrateful.
This thing is really creepy. I hope that this would be the feeling that was leaked and not to tear a tear for Quinn who has found his mother.
two days ago I saw the last episode of the first series of Glee, after it stopped because it attracted me more. After the victory of the provincial seemed that everything had to be going well, but continued to be opposed by the losers of the legendary Sue Sylvester and the principal fool of Figgins. They also seemed to Schuester between Pillsbury and things had evolved, however, clearly, no. Other problems, always on the usual line.
had stopped because I just felt there was little to say. I started because I had nothing else to do, I admit, but I'm glad I did. I liked the series, was cheerful and friendly, although sometimes too saccharine and boring and for some feel-good songs. Especially in the last few episodes I've discovered that I liked in particular. Dream on by Aerosmith, or the last that the boys sang the professor, who was very touching.
The only thing that leaves me a bit 'so it's all the disappointment that may have lost in the end. Let's say they deserved it ... not for anything. Sure, Vocal Adrenaline behave as real assholes, they have humiliated more than once, but compared to them, are from another planet. Are coordinated, choreographed by their fear, they are very good dancers. The New Directions are a bunch of kids running around on stage singing.
E 'are useless for me to say that their opponents are without a soul and that they put their passion they put into it. Please! You're kidding yourself. It will be so because the series is meant that way, but in reality is not.
I studied ballet for twelve years, from when I was a mocciosetta a high chair. I was not very good, but one thing you do well if you only do it and to win prizes. That is to say that I have some experience in this area. Take the
Kostner that is taken for a star of the rink. It seems to be a puppet, is stiff, falling all the time, her smiles are plastic. I've seen movies where the main characters were much more loose and this brave little girl who is taken by Italian newspapers as the best skater. Cavoli!
But without going so far: there were several bad my friends do not dance, but were forced by their mothers and / or from fashion to dance and undertook as one might bind to school. It can be seen when a person does things because he has them, such as studying a page of history, or why she likes. There are ways and ways of studying ways and means to dance, different ways of singing or skating. Even a person out of tune can put the soul in song, but if you do not ever heal his voice will continue to be jarring, but loves to sing. Not enough soul to do something, at least not at a competitive level.
As the characters were very good at Glee to reveal their love for what they do, even running as rowdy for that stage, they could not compete with those professionals of their opponents. As far as I'm concerned, the first prize was given to the right group. Because those were just from another planet. Without soul, perhaps, but what they do to please him by force, otherwise they would be exactly like the Kostner, bound, frozen, comp. I have not seemed none of this.
Sure, you're sorry because you know the players and affectionate, but in the end, if they had won, it would be a great injustice. The Vocal Adrenaline, yes, those assholes, bullies and what you want. But it was a competition of talent, not character.
What then seen to be very ridiculous that people - parents of other boys, I suppose, the wise dance at my school there were only parents and friends! - Get up and begin to dance, especially if other people come for support, maybe not the group is performing, is another matter.
Finally, I tried to suck as writers would solve all the problems of Quinn. His father was out of the house because he had made to impregnate, disgracing a family which had always been modest life and God-fearing Perfect, yes.
Apart from that, after you are left with Finn, of her and her allowance could only make guesses until almost two or three episodes before giving birth, and then the last, but it seems to indicate that the moderate Puritan bad daddy has driven home his daughter for more then a pig that goes with girls much younger than him and all tattooed? Oo
Okay. Let's admit it that way - after all, might not be so strange. The mother will not let him out of the house because he has his daughter but it is betrayed, as he returns from his daughter to live with her happily until the end of their days. Excellent mother, to which Quinn probably would have spit in my eye.
That is, we analyze the situation: that he comes back, clears his niece and her accommodation and really wants to ask if her daughter loved singing so good in other shows did. But damn selfish (not to say the least)!
And then he came back just because daddy has betrayed her, or I could die quietly Quinn, the ungrateful.
This thing is really creepy. I hope that this would be the feeling that was leaked and not to tear a tear for Quinn who has found his mother.
Monday, January 10, 2011
When Does The Baby's Head Drop
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 048. Paintings
Title: The Founder
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 048. Paintings
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: Comedy
Table: Re black, white horse
More Nathan looked at that picture and his feelings were more mixed. He could understand that the shell company created by Hardison was in need of a founder, fictitious or not, but that was too. The fact that we take it anywhere, to save him every time he had to leave one of their shelters, irritated him and at the same time amused him, yes, I enjoyed a lot, but not enough. The price for having to have that shadow below, the ancient version of himself, was quite high. He could accept everything, but that was too much.
"Okay, Hardison, now you tell me: was it really necessary?"
Title: The Founder
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 048. Paintings
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: Comedy
Table: Re black, white horse
More Nathan looked at that picture and his feelings were more mixed. He could understand that the shell company created by Hardison was in need of a founder, fictitious or not, but that was too. The fact that we take it anywhere, to save him every time he had to leave one of their shelters, irritated him and at the same time amused him, yes, I enjoyed a lot, but not enough. The price for having to have that shadow below, the ancient version of himself, was quite high. He could accept everything, but that was too much.
"Okay, Hardison, now you tell me: was it really necessary?"
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Due Date To Conceive Date
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 047. Hearts
Title:
Hearts Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Alec Hardison, Parker , Sophie Deveraux, Eliot Spencer
Prompt: 047. Hearts
Rating: G
Warnings: Flashfiction
Word Count: 570
Genre: Comedy
Summary: our just concluded a mission and Hardison admits that he blew fifty thousand U.S. dollars ...
Table: Re black, white horse
aligned in front of the van, looked at all together yet another fruit of their labor. Nathan always felt a special pride, when he managed to restore order where there was chaos, and in those moments, he could almost hear his heart beating as one of his companions. Maybe it was a corny thought, but glanced at the four criminals, instead of disappearing the feeling became stronger. They, too, understood, felt the same things.
"Nathan, look, maybe not the best time to tell you ..." he began Hardison, defensive. Could not be expected that the moment would last forever, right?
"What?" Nathan said, removing his eyes from their past clients.
"you cared so much to that case?"
It took a while 'to display it, and it was he to be cautious now. "Why?"
"Why Hardison has exploded along with the shed," Parker announced, staring Nathan, furious, as if it was his fault and not Hardison. "And there were in our fifty thousand U.S. dollars,"
Hardison Eliot stared with fury. "What?"
Hardison threw up his hands. "I said I was sorry. I did not know! When I blew up the warehouse, I did not think to check what was inside! Oh, well, you do not ever make mistakes? "Is found to replicate, when all eyes were fixed on him, all bearing an accusation.
"You blew our money! Nathan, tell him something, "said Parker.
"Hey, either we or the money! Sorry if I can not turn back time and make me explode in their place, "Hardison said, offended.
Nathan raised his eyebrows and turned to Sophie. Although she seemed quite surprised by the loss of money. Have not they understand?
"What is it, Nathan? Why do you look like that? "
He opened his mouth, but he remained silent, the right to create suspense, but he decided to speak up when he saw that everyone was about to lynch him. "You know that envelope that I gave to our clients only a few minutes ago?"
"You gave our money to those people?" Eliot asked, curious.
"Yes."
"No! Could not be there. It was too thin, "said Parker. "You can not screwed us so!" Nathan
gave a smirk. Now ensure that the hearts of the whole team beat in unison. In the same indignation and disappointment at having left the same trick on their team.
"I thought you had already learned the lesson: do not keep anything."
"But those were ... were our "said Parker. "And then, sorry, how did you insert them in an envelope so small?"
"With a check." Eliot understood and looked at Nathan. Although he seemed gruff, Nathan could not understand whether he was angry or had supported the choice.
"In fact, some securities are in bearer form. To avoid that the bank put to investigate the origin of the money. So our customers can send in a prestigious school their child. Have you thought about? "
" They have no children. "Said Parker, lapidary.
Nathan grinned, able to do with. "For now."
"Hey, you know something we do not know," asked Sophie. "Nathan? Where to escape? "
As he hurried to board the van, Sophie followed him, to receive a fuller explanation.
"That starts to give away our money," Parker snorted, walking with his head down, but quickly, as if he had to take a run and break through a wall.
Hardison, meanwhile, shook his head. "Hey! You do not apologize to the poor geek for having falsely accused? "but now they were all mounted on the van. "Lovely friends!"
Title:
Hearts Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Alec Hardison, Parker , Sophie Deveraux, Eliot Spencer
Prompt: 047. Hearts
Rating: G
Warnings: Flashfiction
Word Count: 570
Genre: Comedy
Summary: our just concluded a mission and Hardison admits that he blew fifty thousand U.S. dollars ...
Table: Re black, white horse
aligned in front of the van, looked at all together yet another fruit of their labor. Nathan always felt a special pride, when he managed to restore order where there was chaos, and in those moments, he could almost hear his heart beating as one of his companions. Maybe it was a corny thought, but glanced at the four criminals, instead of disappearing the feeling became stronger. They, too, understood, felt the same things.
"Nathan, look, maybe not the best time to tell you ..." he began Hardison, defensive. Could not be expected that the moment would last forever, right?
"What?" Nathan said, removing his eyes from their past clients.
"you cared so much to that case?"
It took a while 'to display it, and it was he to be cautious now. "Why?"
"Why Hardison has exploded along with the shed," Parker announced, staring Nathan, furious, as if it was his fault and not Hardison. "And there were in our fifty thousand U.S. dollars,"
Hardison Eliot stared with fury. "What?"
Hardison threw up his hands. "I said I was sorry. I did not know! When I blew up the warehouse, I did not think to check what was inside! Oh, well, you do not ever make mistakes? "Is found to replicate, when all eyes were fixed on him, all bearing an accusation.
"You blew our money! Nathan, tell him something, "said Parker.
"Hey, either we or the money! Sorry if I can not turn back time and make me explode in their place, "Hardison said, offended.
Nathan raised his eyebrows and turned to Sophie. Although she seemed quite surprised by the loss of money. Have not they understand?
"What is it, Nathan? Why do you look like that? "
He opened his mouth, but he remained silent, the right to create suspense, but he decided to speak up when he saw that everyone was about to lynch him. "You know that envelope that I gave to our clients only a few minutes ago?"
"You gave our money to those people?" Eliot asked, curious.
"Yes."
"No! Could not be there. It was too thin, "said Parker. "You can not screwed us so!" Nathan
gave a smirk. Now ensure that the hearts of the whole team beat in unison. In the same indignation and disappointment at having left the same trick on their team.
"I thought you had already learned the lesson: do not keep anything."
"But those were ... were our "said Parker. "And then, sorry, how did you insert them in an envelope so small?"
"With a check." Eliot understood and looked at Nathan. Although he seemed gruff, Nathan could not understand whether he was angry or had supported the choice.
"In fact, some securities are in bearer form. To avoid that the bank put to investigate the origin of the money. So our customers can send in a prestigious school their child. Have you thought about? "
" They have no children. "Said Parker, lapidary.
Nathan grinned, able to do with. "For now."
"Hey, you know something we do not know," asked Sophie. "Nathan? Where to escape? "
As he hurried to board the van, Sophie followed him, to receive a fuller explanation.
"That starts to give away our money," Parker snorted, walking with his head down, but quickly, as if he had to take a run and break through a wall.
Hardison, meanwhile, shook his head. "Hey! You do not apologize to the poor geek for having falsely accused? "but now they were all mounted on the van. "Lovely friends!"
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Yonge Street Novelty Ids
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 046. Stars
Title: Simplicity
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 046. Stars
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: Comedy
Notes: probably is not one of the best I've written, but one on which I wanted to put the main ' attention was the fact that, even when the mission seems impossible, Nathan brings out something even more absurd and more difficult than the mission itself and to do so as if everything were perfectly normal. I hope to be successful in my attempt.
Table: Re black, white horse
haggard and dejected, the team members realize they do not know what to do: Target needs a movie star who turns the spot should not go on the air or the consequences will be serious for many thousands of people who buy the dangerous food.
"So what's the plan?" The question aloud Sophie has done, but it is very clear in everybody's mind.
"Simple." Nathan shrugs as if that was not a problem at all. The team's confused and doubtful glances. "We take over a star!"
Title: Simplicity
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 046. Stars
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: Comedy
Notes: probably is not one of the best I've written, but one on which I wanted to put the main ' attention was the fact that, even when the mission seems impossible, Nathan brings out something even more absurd and more difficult than the mission itself and to do so as if everything were perfectly normal. I hope to be successful in my attempt.
Table: Re black, white horse
haggard and dejected, the team members realize they do not know what to do: Target needs a movie star who turns the spot should not go on the air or the consequences will be serious for many thousands of people who buy the dangerous food.
"So what's the plan?" The question aloud Sophie has done, but it is very clear in everybody's mind.
"Simple." Nathan shrugs as if that was not a problem at all. The team's confused and doubtful glances. "We take over a star!"
Friday, January 7, 2011
Twitchy Hind Leg On A Dog?
Not knowing what to do
EFP I found on a profile on which there was to do this test. The response to me was and I must say that this reflects my way of living the writing.
EFP I found on a profile on which there was to do this test. The response to me was and I must say that this reflects my way of living the writing.
| You Should Be a Film Writer |
 You do not just create compelling stories, you see Them as Clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen! |
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The Notorious Jewel Denyle And Shelly Martinez
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 004. Interior - 005. Externality
Titolo: Primo punto
Fandom: Leverage
Personaggio/Coppia: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 004. Interiorità
Rating: G
Avvertimenti: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: Sad
Table: Re black, white horse
Nathan was thrown on the table next to a bottle half empty, asleep, his mouth half-open from which flowed a trickle of drool. Sophie looked at him in the shadows. He could feel upon himself all the pain that emanated from that pathetic figure who, in fact, was a charismatic leader and very inventive.
an alcoholic.
What he needed to alleviate the pain could understand, but do not support it. The fact was that he did not intend to even admit have a problem. Shivering with cold and silent, preferred do what you usually could not do: close your eyes and pretend nothing.
Title: Look, I hear you!
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 005. Externality
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: General
Table: Re black, white horse
"But he realizes how is doing? "Sophie shrugged, embarrassed and furious; Nathan looked at staring at the breasts of a blonde full of money, through computer Hardison.
"Sophie?" Hardison called the patient, shooting a look every now and then, before returning the keys. "He's just playing a part. We must win their trust to secure it! "
" Really? Did you see how you look? He foaming at the mouth, "replied Sophie, ill at ease. 'And' What a pig. "
" Sophie? "Nathan's voice pierced the ear through the headset. "Look what I hear you!"
Titolo: Primo punto
Fandom: Leverage
Personaggio/Coppia: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 004. Interiorità
Rating: G
Avvertimenti: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: Sad
Table: Re black, white horse
Nathan was thrown on the table next to a bottle half empty, asleep, his mouth half-open from which flowed a trickle of drool. Sophie looked at him in the shadows. He could feel upon himself all the pain that emanated from that pathetic figure who, in fact, was a charismatic leader and very inventive.
an alcoholic.
What he needed to alleviate the pain could understand, but do not support it. The fact was that he did not intend to even admit have a problem. Shivering with cold and silent, preferred do what you usually could not do: close your eyes and pretend nothing.
Title: Look, I hear you!
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 005. Externality
Rating: G
Warnings: Drabble
Word Count: 100
Genre: General
Table: Re black, white horse
"But he realizes how is doing? "Sophie shrugged, embarrassed and furious; Nathan looked at staring at the breasts of a blonde full of money, through computer Hardison.
"Sophie?" Hardison called the patient, shooting a look every now and then, before returning the keys. "He's just playing a part. We must win their trust to secure it! "
" Really? Did you see how you look? He foaming at the mouth, "replied Sophie, ill at ease. 'And' What a pig. "
" Sophie? "Nathan's voice pierced the ear through the headset. "Look what I hear you!"
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Whipping In The Movies
New year, old fanfic banner
A week ago I said that I was not satisfied with the last chapter of my fanfic on six Winx. I must not make statements and this is a reminder for the future (so I forget, as usual) because then I'll be contradicted myself.
was the end of October that did not open the file, I remembered that one of the remaining chapters of the Winx on Earth was incomplete, I did not like and I did not know how to continue it or change it, so I closed all waiting for the inspiration falling from above. But it was not the sixth, was the eighth.
I remembered, thanks to the feedback that I received at Christmas, that this history exists, and I could not leave a quarter of its conclusion. I'm trying to write something serious, even if someone could seriously turn the floor laughing at the word "Winx".
Ho, therefore, decided to give me a Mossini. These days I have arranged the chapters that were not and I got to finish tenth (unfortunately, the few pieces that I wrote the eleventh I lost them because when I delete, I do not do unsorted: ctrl + a and it all away, but not for any particular reason, they are distracted, more often too distracted and culopesa, which, if I do not want me to be rough and pushes me further damage because the pieces will not be like them and, usually, when I rewrite is worse than was initially).
The problem that I can remember one thing in place of another has been a major factor in my late, with my lack of will about the long-fic in general.
The chapter is ready (it was also months ago), but not public yet because I have to be sure of not writing nonsense of any kind, at both the Italian and the plot because there are many additional information. When I went up this morning
A week ago I said that I was not satisfied with the last chapter of my fanfic on six Winx. I must not make statements and this is a reminder for the future (so I forget, as usual) because then I'll be contradicted myself.
was the end of October that did not open the file, I remembered that one of the remaining chapters of the Winx on Earth was incomplete, I did not like and I did not know how to continue it or change it, so I closed all waiting for the inspiration falling from above. But it was not the sixth, was the eighth.
I remembered, thanks to the feedback that I received at Christmas, that this history exists, and I could not leave a quarter of its conclusion. I'm trying to write something serious, even if someone could seriously turn the floor laughing at the word "Winx".
Ho, therefore, decided to give me a Mossini. These days I have arranged the chapters that were not and I got to finish tenth (unfortunately, the few pieces that I wrote the eleventh I lost them because when I delete, I do not do unsorted: ctrl + a and it all away, but not for any particular reason, they are distracted, more often too distracted and culopesa, which, if I do not want me to be rough and pushes me further damage because the pieces will not be like them and, usually, when I rewrite is worse than was initially).
The problem that I can remember one thing in place of another has been a major factor in my late, with my lack of will about the long-fic in general.
The chapter is ready (it was also months ago), but not public yet because I have to be sure of not writing nonsense of any kind, at both the Italian and the plot because there are many additional information. When I went up this morning
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