[Hardison is in the lobby tonight, where he's just flying his helicopter around in circles overhead. He doesn't care who it bothers. He's made a banner and attached it to the helicopter to trail behind it. It reads: So long, Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV.

He discovered her empty room a couple hours ago, but he wasn't ready to say anything yet ( Read more... )

[There's the sound of a thud. The soft kind of thud of a journal falling to the floor. And there's a door slam. And moments later there's a crash. And another one. And another one. Glass meeting a hard surface. Oh, there goes another one. This goes on for a bit, and then there's a long long beat of silence ( Read more... )

[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 ( Read more... )

{backdated to the day after his last post}

( Angela )

[Hardison has been locked away playing a lot of video games lately. The challenge of his loss just means it eats up more of his time. But he can't be anti-social forever seeing only his team, so he finally cracks his journal open, which he has been ignoring for awhile.]

I'm about sick of everyone I know leavin', so you best stop.

[He hasn't even ( Read more... )

[Hardison wakes up this morning feeling really off. It takes some orange soda, waking up more, and some thought to realize something really strange had happened. It was his first loss. It was odd, because he could still summon the idea that he knew all of those people and that they were family...even though he didn't know most of them really. He ( Read more... )

[It's the Monday after Easter and, just like any night (because the Lab's been here forever. What are you talking about?) Booth and Bren's club is open for business. The music is pounding, the drinks are flowing, and the dance floor is open for any and all.

Feel like dancing or drinking your sorrows away? Then this is the perfect spot for you]


( Read more... )

[Hardison is in the kitchen. The sound of the microwave can be heard roughly every 2 minutes.]

Pizza Pockets in the kitchen for anyone who wants in.

[and he'll go to pull one out and-]

Yow! Hot-hot!

[He drops it on the floor. No, he never learns his lesson. He'll just hope no one saw that, scoop it off the floor, and toss it on the big plate he ( Read more... )

[Hardison has a remote control helicopter. He also has some very thin thread and too much time on his hands ( Read more... )

[someone slept in this morning, but eventually he is up and moving around his room. After cracking open a bottle of orange soda, he'll flip his journal open to see what's going on around the castle, but before he really can...

there's a bobbing of the head]Uhh, uh uh uh ( Read more... )