Nov 13, 2010 12:11
[after not spending much time outside the Leverage tower the past week or two, Hardison went to the game room this morning. He had been there before, but upon walking in he forgot which games he had played. And...looking through he didn't have any high scores on anything. And he didn't know the right combos or anything...]
[now he's walking down the hall and starting to think....and he can't remember much about any of his games. He knows he loves them, he knows he's missed team meetings because of them, but what are they?]
[His walking ends with him in the lobby once more, where he sits down and...yeah, he's pouting. he flips his journal open]
I, uh....think I figured out my loss.
[and he's heartbroken]
{ooc: Feel free to bug in person or over the journal.}
alec hardison