You know what I need?
Jul. 15th, 2009 12:38 pmI need fic where the Leverage gang have superpowers.
Parker can fly! Eliot has superstrength! Nate can read minds! Hardison can control machines, and Sophie ... well, I don't know what she can do. Something awesome.
IT'S RIGHT THERE.
Parker can fly! Eliot has superstrength! Nate can read minds! Hardison can control machines, and Sophie ... well, I don't know what she can do. Something awesome.
IT'S RIGHT THERE.
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Date: 2009-07-15 04:44 pm (UTC)I'd say it's time for another round. Also, on a more personal note, time for me to watch Leverage.
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Date: 2009-07-15 04:44 pm (UTC)I need Leverage icons.
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Date: 2009-07-15 05:12 pm (UTC)GIR
Date: 2009-07-15 05:41 pm (UTC)Re: GIR
Date: 2009-07-15 05:42 pm (UTC)(Not that I don't like Sophie and Nate, but they pale in comparison to Eliot, Parker, and Hardison.)
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Date: 2009-07-15 07:45 pm (UTC)It's from the second episode. :)
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Date: 2009-07-15 07:51 pm (UTC)Bring. It. On! *highfives Hannah*
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Date: 2009-07-15 10:37 pm (UTC)Glamor
Date: 2009-07-15 11:36 pm (UTC)What Nate didn't realize when he first met Sophie Devereaux, or the third or tenth times he met her, is that Sophie has a mesmerism. It's what his great-grandmother would have called a glamor, except that only fairies had glamors and really, haha, very funny everyone, that's just as plausible as a chicken actually crossing a road when someone believable is around to witness it.
Except that Sophie did like to talk you out of things things you wanted and into things you didn't. Shiny things, in particular--and she had a taste for fruit & nut snacks that he found alarming.
But anyway, the concept was nonsense. Nate, being the cynical, analytic, formerly-very-responsible adult of the band, knew that she couldn't possibly have a actual enchantment. Not really. Not an actual magical allure thingy, when libido was a much easier and more likely explanation.
It's just that sometimes...sometimes he looked at her, and he wondered. It wasn't every moment of every day, but there were instances--usually in the middle of a con--that the world seemed to bend around Sophie, as if all the points of color one's eyes could follow led inevitably back to her. The air, the light, even the sound seemed just slightly better where she was. Sophie spoke, and the universe around her shifted to say "Look at me! Look at me! Ignore the scrawny blond and the nerd in the corner of your eye, because I am here now. Look at me."
In an effortless haze, nothing else mattered except this wonderfully interesting conversation you were having with this wonderfully interesting woman, and even when the conversation ended you felt as if the pleasant feeling behind your eyes would last all day. Paying attention to Sophie wasn't hard, because when Sophie Devereaux spoke paying attention was all you had the mental capacity or desire to do.
About one quarter of Nate's brain knew this. It was the quarter that hailed from an older, more paranoid time, when the bad people of the world carried exquisitely sharpened weapons everywhere, and when hanging herbs on your door in a specific design was a pristine and rational response to the darkness of night.
That quarter of Nate's brain wasn't very popular with the other three, who insisted that if Sophie Devereaux were a fairy with a magical allure that commanded people to look at her and only her, she'd be a four-time Academy Award-winning actress by now. Since none of the Oscars on her mantelpiece had her name on them, the three quarters of Nate's brain felt it was far more likely that he just wanted to get laid.
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Date: 2009-07-16 12:02 am (UTC)Parker can fly!
YES.
Eliot has superstrength!
I like him having something slightly different, like super speed. If you mentioned that he had super strength he'd be annoyed, because shoulders and arms like his aren't a free ride, buddy. He fucking worked for this body, and his ability to knock someone out with one punch isn't some magical handicap from the gods. However, if it's time for a beer run, he will be out and back with suspicious efficiency.
Nate can read minds!
Or just know when you're lying. Which is damn near as good, in his business. Nathan sees the truth, sees things as they really, truly are. It's half the reason he's drunk all the time, and he just can't understand why the rest of the world doesn't realize how lucky they are to be able to wander through life willy-nilly, choosing to see half-empty glasses or half-full glasses when all Nate sees is a piece of solidified sand containing exactly 50% liquid in volume, being held up by a person who claims its half-full but really, in their gut, thinks its empty.
Hardison can control machines
It's not the fact that machines and electronic devices can talk which surprises Hardisan, it's that when they do talk, they're so fucking annoying. The damn things will not shut up until you tell them what to do. Anything to do: give them a task, pass on their orders. Hardison can't stop controlling the machines because he's secretly afraid that if he were to stand within four feet of a terminal and not tell it what to do, the thing might pull itself out of the ground, shuffle over, and try to hump his leg.
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Date: 2009-07-16 01:55 am (UTC)^-^
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