Fic: Own Two Feet
Fic: Own Two Feet
Author: LMX
Fandoms: Leverage
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: None
Spoilers: 2.9 Lost Heir Job, 3.1 Jailhouse Job
Warnings: Brutality
AN: Quick BLAH, on account of this hitting my brain this afternoon. It seemed fairly unlikely Eliot's glasses were at fault for his brutal dispatch of that guard in the prison, so this is an attempt at an explanation.
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Eliot hates prisons. Nate knows this in the same way that he knows pretty much all there is to know about all of them - that's why he's the Mastermind.
That was why, even though Orson was only being kept in a minimum security prison, Nate sent Eliot in with Hardison at his side and strict orders that the hacker shouldn't be out of sight unless he told him that it was necessary.
That was why Eliot had sat back and followed Hardison's lead for the prison-guard con, a couple of seconds late in his delivery every time. Why Nate ignored Tara's unending diatribe on his line of work to listen carefully to those delayed comments.
The irony was, while Nate was listening to Alec's pretend PTSD behaviour, his fluttery panicked voice and stuttering explanations, Eliot was living through the real thing at his side and was nearly completely silent. Nearly. Nate was listening.
What he was listening for, he couldn't have said, later. But he knew he would have heard it if it had happened. And he would have needed to get Eliot out.
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Sophie… or whatever name she's going by these days, does not know that Eliot hates prisons.
Somehow she had convinced Eliot come alone, into this definitely-not-minimum-security inescapable prison, to watch over Nate's newest client.
Nate had watched him stutter and stumble through his part, seen the tension in him, and the intensity with which he was holding himself together as he reassured Billy.
He had wanted to take him aside to make sure he was alright with this. That he didn't need this plan tweaking just a little. That he didn't need Nate to stick by him. Instead he was treated to Eliot at his most intimidating best, and decided Eliot probably knew what he was doing.
It wasn't until later, watching Eliot taunt a downed guard and then deliver what was almost certainly a killing blow, that Nate thought he might have been mistaken on that point.
Eliot looked embarrassed at being caught delivering such brutality, blamed it on his new glasses, shrugged off the character and headed back out into the prison. Nate didn't have time to fix things right now, but if he could get out of this inescapable prison, it looked like he had some work to do.
Author: LMX
Fandoms: Leverage
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: None
Spoilers: 2.9 Lost Heir Job, 3.1 Jailhouse Job
Warnings: Brutality
AN: Quick BLAH, on account of this hitting my brain this afternoon. It seemed fairly unlikely Eliot's glasses were at fault for his brutal dispatch of that guard in the prison, so this is an attempt at an explanation.
-
Eliot hates prisons. Nate knows this in the same way that he knows pretty much all there is to know about all of them - that's why he's the Mastermind.
That was why, even though Orson was only being kept in a minimum security prison, Nate sent Eliot in with Hardison at his side and strict orders that the hacker shouldn't be out of sight unless he told him that it was necessary.
That was why Eliot had sat back and followed Hardison's lead for the prison-guard con, a couple of seconds late in his delivery every time. Why Nate ignored Tara's unending diatribe on his line of work to listen carefully to those delayed comments.
The irony was, while Nate was listening to Alec's pretend PTSD behaviour, his fluttery panicked voice and stuttering explanations, Eliot was living through the real thing at his side and was nearly completely silent. Nearly. Nate was listening.
What he was listening for, he couldn't have said, later. But he knew he would have heard it if it had happened. And he would have needed to get Eliot out.
-
Sophie… or whatever name she's going by these days, does not know that Eliot hates prisons.
Somehow she had convinced Eliot come alone, into this definitely-not-minimum-security inescapable prison, to watch over Nate's newest client.
Nate had watched him stutter and stumble through his part, seen the tension in him, and the intensity with which he was holding himself together as he reassured Billy.
He had wanted to take him aside to make sure he was alright with this. That he didn't need this plan tweaking just a little. That he didn't need Nate to stick by him. Instead he was treated to Eliot at his most intimidating best, and decided Eliot probably knew what he was doing.
It wasn't until later, watching Eliot taunt a downed guard and then deliver what was almost certainly a killing blow, that Nate thought he might have been mistaken on that point.
Eliot looked embarrassed at being caught delivering such brutality, blamed it on his new glasses, shrugged off the character and headed back out into the prison. Nate didn't have time to fix things right now, but if he could get out of this inescapable prison, it looked like he had some work to do.