Prompt: 062. Blur Word Count: 130 Pairing/Rating: no rating, PG Warnings: Not shown but mentioned in the text: someone is drugged against their will
Hardison woke up and groaned. He felt terrible. Everything hurt. Not to mention that the concrete floor wasn't really the most comfort-- concrete floor?
Hardison cracked an eye open. He was in a small room with bare stone walls and a concrete floor. He blinked, but the image didn't change.
He couldn't remember a thing from the night before. In fact, the whole afternoon was a blur as well. They must have drugged him and brought him to this ...cell while he was unconscious.
Hardison checked his pockets. Empty. His ear bud was gone, too. Awesome.
You'd better come and get me, Hardison thought. He didn't really doubt the team, but the concrete floor was cold and hard and he's really rather sleep this hangover off in his own bed.
Prompt: 063. Coercion Word Count: 227 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, R Warnings: Implied attempted rape/sexual assault (not one of the main characters).
[063. Coercion]"Parker? Where are you?" Nate asked over the comms. "You need to get ready for your part of the con."
Parker ignored him. She raised her fists, keeping her wrists straight, just like Eliot had shown her.
"Oooh, little lady wants to fight," the guy in front of her said. "Just go away, girl, and you won't get hurt."
"No. You leave the girl here and no one gets hurt."
"Look, this is my girlfriend, okay? I'm just taking her home to sleep it off."
"Uh-huh. What's her name?"
"Jenny," the guy answered, rolling his eyes.
"What's her last name?"
"Conrad."
The answer came quickly, but Parker knew it was wrong. "Really? How weird that her license says Wellington." She held up the girl's driver's license. "Now get into your car and leave."
"Or what? You'll call the cops?" The guy chuckled. "Look around. "There's no one here - in this dark, empty parking lot - but us."
Parker put her hands in her pocket and shrugged. "Well, there's me, Jenny, and this." She took out her tazer and shot him, holding the trigger down until she was sure it'd hurt a lot in the morning.
She tapped her earbud. "Nate? Sorry about earlier. Can you send Hardison and Eliot down? I have some trash they need to take care of down in the back parking lot."
Word Count: 130
Pairing/Rating: no rating, PG
Warnings: Not shown but mentioned in the text: someone is drugged against their will
Hardison woke up and groaned. He felt terrible. Everything hurt. Not to mention that the concrete floor wasn't really the most comfort-- concrete floor?
Hardison cracked an eye open. He was in a small room with bare stone walls and a concrete floor. He blinked, but the image didn't change.
He couldn't remember a thing from the night before. In fact, the whole afternoon was a blur as well. They must have drugged him and brought him to this ...cell while he was unconscious.
Hardison checked his pockets. Empty. His ear bud was gone, too. Awesome.
You'd better come and get me, Hardison thought. He didn't really doubt the team, but the concrete floor was cold and hard and he's really rather sleep this hangover off in his own bed.
Prompt: 063. Coercion
Word Count: 227
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, R
Warnings: Implied attempted rape/sexual assault (not one of the main characters).
[063. Coercion]"Parker? Where are you?" Nate asked over the comms. "You need to get ready for your part of the con."
Parker ignored him. She raised her fists, keeping her wrists straight, just like Eliot had shown her.
"Oooh, little lady wants to fight," the guy in front of her said. "Just go away, girl, and you won't get hurt."
"No. You leave the girl here and no one gets hurt."
"Look, this is my girlfriend, okay? I'm just taking her home to sleep it off."
"Uh-huh. What's her name?"
"Jenny," the guy answered, rolling his eyes.
"What's her last name?"
"Conrad."
The answer came quickly, but Parker knew it was wrong. "Really? How weird that her license says Wellington." She held up the girl's driver's license. "Now get into your car and leave."
"Or what? You'll call the cops?" The guy chuckled. "Look around. "There's no one here - in this dark, empty parking lot - but us."
Parker put her hands in her pocket and shrugged. "Well, there's me, Jenny, and this." She took out her tazer and shot him, holding the trigger down until she was sure it'd hurt a lot in the morning.
She tapped her earbud. "Nate? Sorry about earlier. Can you send Hardison and Eliot down? I have some trash they need to take care of down in the back parking lot."
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