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vdistinctive ([personal profile] vdistinctive) wrote in [community profile] fh_matrix2015-07-29 12:04 pm

Corner of Godiva and Serendipity, Wednesday morning

The air was gently sweet, like a subtle perfume. The sky was blue, folks on the street were cheerful and smiling at one another, and there was a giant freaking tower at the end of Eliot's street that hadn't been there the day before.

Eliot stood across from it with his arms crossed over his chest, Val sitting at his feet. It was definitely alien, whether from space or another dimension, he wasn't sure. It didn't look like they'd been invaded by anything other than the towers -- why would they be so obvious with those if they weren't going to come tromping out with ray-guns or whatever. Were they microscopic, maybe? That might be what the perfume was.

"What do you think?" he asked Val. She looked up at him and panted blandly. He frowned. "You feelin' okay?" She cocked her head to one side.

A passing rickshaw driver rang his bell to get Eliot's attention and waved cheerfully at him. "Fine morning, isn't it?"

Val yipped happily and wagged her tail at the driver. The passengers in the rickshaw looked over and smiled blandly.

"Yeah," Eliot said, looking between the rickshaw and his oddly behaving puppy and the tower. "Because none of this is suspicious at all."

[ooc: open to any fellow abductees!]

[identity profile] whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com 2015-07-30 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Parker didn't waste time screaming, although it was a close thing.

If she'd stopped to think for two more seconds, she might have cartwheeled away and toward Hardison, in order to make a new plan, and find a way to get Eliot back--

--but instinct took over, and she was leaping toward the guy with her hands out-stretched--

And through the tear (http://vdistinctive.livejournal.com/11601.html)

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[personal profile] geniuswithasmartphone 2015-07-30 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Nooooooooooooo!" Hardison flung himself forward, trying to reach his friends only to have the tear finish closing before he could go through it.

Parker and Eliot were gone. Val sat calmly on the street corner, looking completely fine with the entire series of events. Hardison wanted nothing more than to leave her there, but he couldn't make himself. "C'mon, girl," he said dully, turning to head back to the empty apartment. "I gotta figure out what to do next."