Day After Doomsday, Thursday, Per 2

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Welcome to your final," Hardison said. "I never got an actual report from y'all, but just listenin' to you talk made it sound like y'all were plannin' to take the fight to those things out there. Unfortunately, you're all hungry an' pretty slow, so to represent that, I'm speedin' the monsters up a bit. They're stronger'n you an' now faster'n you by a decent clip, but you're still smarter'n them, so hopefully that'll be enough to turn the tide."

What the class didn't know was that Hardison had set up a timer for the sim; if they didn't head out and start their own attack by halfway through the class period, the monsters were going to attack the dorms. Surprise! But, hey, sometimes people needed a little kick or else they'd spend all their time planning and never get around to doing.

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RE: Re: Talk to Hardison

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"I'll just tell Eliot that I'm followin' in his footsteps," Hardison said, snickering. Because he was a terrible boyfriend, regardless of whether labels were being used or not. "An' besides--with the way this island works, if I only talked to adults in my off-hours, I'd end up spendin' a lot of time bein' quiet. An' I ain't real great at that."

Re: Talk to Hardison

[tigerundercover]

"There are kind of a lot of us," Raven said. "And anyway, you're hardly even that old."

Sorry, Hardison, that was what hanging around teenagers got you: comments about your age.

"Eliot . . . he's the grumpy guy with the hair, right?"

RE: Re: Talk to Hardison

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"S'true, I ain't," Hardison said. "IAin't even thirty yet. Closer to some of y'all in age than I am to some of the teachers."

Sorry, Hannibal, but Hardison wasn't going to be rocking the distinguished gray any time soon.

"An', yeah, that's Eliot," he said, smile turning warm and a little bashful. "Though you forgot that he's also an' amazin' cook, along with the grumpy an' the hair."

Re: Talk to Hardison

[tigerundercover]

"Can't forget what I didn't know," Raven said. "I've only really just seen him around. You two are . . . close?"

It wasn't hard to work out, from that expression on Hardison's face.

RE: Re: Talk to Hardison

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Yes," Hardison said, watching Raven closely. He often forgot that she was from a very different time when he was talking to her, but not now. Though, honestly, the relationship he found himself in raised eyebrows even for people who had grown up in modern day America. "The three of us. Me, Parker, 'n Eliot. We're a thing. Together. Partners, family, more than."

He let that sit there, allowing Raven to figure out how she wanted to handle that information, idly wondering if he'd need to find a new TA.