[Soooo...Hardison got his drink on a bit tonight. It helps to forget the fact that he's where he is and...not inside somewhere comfortable and cool and...INSIDE.
And then he found his way down to the chairs that are on the beach. It beats being in a hammock on a boat, that's for sure. So he's just sprawled here for a bit, feeling chill and tipsy, and then decides he needs to check in on a couple of his favorite girls that he hasn't seen or heard from.]
Sophie Devereaux.
You out there somewhere?
.Sophie
Angela Montenegro.
You okay? Haven't seen you around yet.
.Angela
[And then he jumps a mile and yelps]
Somethin' just crawled on me! I think somethin' just crawled on me!
{Open in journal to other crews in in person to anyone on B.}