Crazy up in here.

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who ; Hardison, Parker, Eliot
what ; Leverage acid trip a go-go.
where ; The apartment of Parker's that Hardison is crashing in.
when ; Backdated to yesterday morning-ish.
warning(s) ; I'd bank no.

The station had gone crazy, Hardison was certain of it. Whatever had gotten into the water was persistent and Hardison was not feelin' it. In both the

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[theniputitback]

Parker was Parker, all right, and she was also a big water drinker.

The door opened suddenly and Parker bounded through, beaming. She spotted Hardison on the couch and made a beeline for him.

"Hardison!" she announced joyfully, and then there was 120 pounds of blonde thief diving at him, enveloping him in a tight hug.

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The cereal was everywhere, and Hardison was stunned out of his mind, but just as he got it in his head to complain, he realized this was Parker and she was hugging him. It was cool and all--actually, better than cool--but what?

"Uh--Good morning to you, too, Parker."

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"It's a great morning," Parker enthused, not letting go.

"It's a wonderful morning!"

And she pulled back enough to reach up and pinch his cheeks.

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Parker was pinching his cheeks.

She was high off her nut. That was the only explanation that made any sense. Whatever had gotten into the other people on the station had gotten into Parker and she was tripping like the day was long.

"Oh snap," Hardison quietly exclaimed and tried to scoot back. "Uh--good, that's real great. Say, do me a favor and don't dive off any roofs today."

"It's uh...rooftop appreciation day. So you just go up there and appreciate. No jumping. Gotta respect."

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Parker was not to be deterred. She scooted right along with him, still grinning widely.

"Rooftop appreciation day?" she repeated, and leapt off the couch just as quickly as she'd dived onto it, grabbing Hardison's hand and attempting to pull him to his feet. "But diving off roofs is the best way to appreciate them! We have to celebrate!"

[damnithardison]

Eliot had limited his morning workouts to the area around the apartment. Sure, he took a different route every day (even though apparently no one was after him) but he didn't trust the station or its residents.

"Hardison, I have a question. Are you looking at that internet gossip again?" Eliot called as he entered the apartment. He poked his head around the corner and looked at the two of them uncertainly. Were they on a mission and no one had told him? He mopped his neck off with his bandanna.

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Hardison took the distraction for what it was. He was saved from being taken off the edge of a roof with high-as-a-kite Parker. This was good. Despite the fact that his personal desire to sit next to Parker wanted him to stay, his self-preservation instincts were more convincing and Hardison all but jumped off the couch.

"Yeah--I was! It's really interest--" Unfortunately, without imminent death on the way, Hardison was fairly easily distracted. "Wait, gossip? Man, this is a legitimate news-feed. The only way to get news on this station, I might add."

He looked back at Parker.

"Righ--oh, right? Uh, Parker?"

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Parker, however, was no longer on the couch. She was already across the room and at the window.

Luckily, the same thing that made it seem like such an awesome idea to hug Hardison and then jump off a roof was also making it difficult to work the window latch. It was just so hard to see, with all the shifting lights and soft focus surrounding everything.

Parker stuck the tip of her tongue out of the side of her mouth, ignoring Hardison and Eliot as she concentrated on opening the window.

[damnithardison]

"Yeah..." his eyes shifted between Parker and Hardison. Whatever was transpiring seemed to be on pause for the time being. Which was good. He really wasn't interested in seeing it.

"We aren't about to get shot at are we?" He asked, to just to be sure.

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"Uh, naw, that ain't really a problem," Hardison answered and watched Parker tug at the window. Unfortunately, that just wasn't strange enough for Hardison to shout about how she was high and expect Eliot to believe him.

"Well probably not, there was this thing about violence but the robot dude said it was cool, not expecting any," Hardison continued idly. He had to think fast...get her away from windows. "Hey, uh, Parker--want some breakfast? I spilled mine, so I was gonna grab another bowl."

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Parker turned, looking mildly distracted by the idea of breakfast...and then her eyes lighted on Eliot.

"Eliot!" she squealed, and bounded across the room, leaping at Eliot and hanging on like a limpet, her arms and legs wrapped around him. "I missed you!"

[damnithardison]

Eliot bristled like a cat and braced for some kind of assault, but caught her when she inevitably smashed into him. He stood there, frozen and silent, and then cautiously put a fingertip just below her eye to keep it pulled open. "I've only been gone for two hours," he pointed out. Her pupils were far too dilated to be natural.

"What the hell, Hardison?"

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"Man, I don't know; she just came in," Hardison shot back and held up his hands. "Maybe she caught it--network's gone crazy, but the robot dude said it'd wear off."

He paused for a beat then looked aghast.

"Hey, did you just accuse me of drugging Parker? Eliot, man, there are just so many things wrong with that, even without the whole 'I'd never do that' angle."

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Parker giggled. Parker giggled. She reached up and pressed a finger against Eliot's cheek, mirroring his actions (or trying to).

"Eliot's here, Hardison!" she announced, sliding down and going over to Hardison to pull him over by one hand. "Come on, it's group hug time."

[damnithardison]

"I'm not accusing anyone of anything," he insisted distractedly as Parker prodded his face.

"I'm just trying to get an idea of what the hell is going on here." He straightened his shirt out when Parker hopped down and looked up just in time to see her dragging Hardison over.

"You're saying other people are like this too? And a robot is saying it'll all be fine?" He did not look pleased with the prospect in the least. In fact, he looked like he was going to turn around, track down the robot, and ask it a few questions.

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What was Parker doing? Group hugs? Hardison was normally okay with this concept, but he could see the sweat permeating Eliot's shirt and Parker was high off of whatever was screwing with everyone on the station. Unfortunately she already had him most of the way over and he was committed to it. Hardison couldn't help the face that he was pulling at the prospect.

At least Parker wasn't by the window?

"Yeah--s'like someone laced the air with LSD," Hardison answered and stifled a grimace as Parker pulled all three of them into an uncomfortable hug.

"And uh...think he said somethin' about it wearing off shortly," Hardison continued and tried not to inhale. His information was sketchy but, to be fair, he hadn't had that long to look into it.