Masterpost: Losing Ground
Author: LMX
Fandom: Leverage
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Nate/Sophie, Parker/Hardison(/Eliot)
Warnings: Torture and mutilation, bad language throughout
Spoilers: When present, are mentioned in each individual part, but the series is set post-season two with no knowledge of season 3, so assume seasons 1 and 2 regardless.
Additional: The icon, perfect as it is, was made by the_windowbird
AN: Initially a Comment fic for smilesoftnsweet who prompted Leverage, team!fic, each member loses a different sense, this has turned into a full on 'verse for me.
There are a handful of one-shots in no particular order, and a series of larger pieces which need a bit more work. These do not need to be read in order (hopefully) to be understood.
Additionally, I debated and debated on sign language. I don't know any, but I am aware that the syntax is different (condensed). For ease of reading, and to avoid me making obvious mistakes through my lack of knowledge I have replaced all syntax, and defined it using [] rather than "".
Also please note that words missed or unread when lip-reading are represented by an ellipsis (...) with a preceding and following space. (Rather than a suspension of speech where the ellipsis comes directly after the trailing word, ie: I know there's a hole here somewhere...)
In posted order:
[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20]
In time-line order (obscurely, this fic actually might make *less* sense reading it in this order. Consider reading [1] first if you do decide to go for the linear option:
[10] Yesterday, Alec Hardison had saved Parker's life
[2] Parker might be crazy, but she knew what she was doing when it came to Hardison
[18] You don't con your own crew. You taught me that, Eliot
[17] It was something that baffled Hardison, and niggled at him to the point of annoyance because he couldn't work it out
[16] These are *dangerous* people, Nate. It was Eliot who warned us about them
[19] Nate listened when his thieves suggested things because he knew they'd not worked much with teams before
[13] Nate may be ignoring the fact, but Eliot wasn't the only one who'd left the hospital against the doctor's advice
[9] Alec had never cared about fitting in before in his life
[6] Eliot, we've got people in the hall, I need it cleared
[7] In those clothes? This mark was going to be too easy
[8] It's all about communication, Nate, all of it
[11] Hardison was tempted to make it mandatory that everyone wore a camera on them all the time
[15] How can we carry on?
[3] Hardison can't sleep on his own
[14] Nate was feeling the weight of it all too keenly
[1] Their lives were never safe. But in the last few years the danger had caught up with them
[4] It was like a physical separation, even though they're still all together
[12] Wherein Eliot mounts an ambush
[20] His phone was set on the seat beside him, still open on Eliot's message that simply read: 911, Parker.
[5] She couldn't ever smell whiskey without thinking of Nate, apples without thinking of Eliot, and parafin without thinking of death
Fandom: Leverage
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Nate/Sophie, Parker/Hardison(/Eliot)
Warnings: Torture and mutilation, bad language throughout
Spoilers: When present, are mentioned in each individual part, but the series is set post-season two with no knowledge of season 3, so assume seasons 1 and 2 regardless.
Additional: The icon, perfect as it is, was made by the_windowbird
AN: Initially a Comment fic for smilesoftnsweet who prompted Leverage, team!fic, each member loses a different sense, this has turned into a full on 'verse for me.
There are a handful of one-shots in no particular order, and a series of larger pieces which need a bit more work. These do not need to be read in order (hopefully) to be understood.
Additionally, I debated and debated on sign language. I don't know any, but I am aware that the syntax is different (condensed). For ease of reading, and to avoid me making obvious mistakes through my lack of knowledge I have replaced all syntax, and defined it using [] rather than "".
Also please note that words missed or unread when lip-reading are represented by an ellipsis (...) with a preceding and following space. (Rather than a suspension of speech where the ellipsis comes directly after the trailing word, ie: I know there's a hole here somewhere...)
In posted order:
[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20]
In time-line order (obscurely, this fic actually might make *less* sense reading it in this order. Consider reading [1] first if you do decide to go for the linear option:
[10] Yesterday, Alec Hardison had saved Parker's life
[2] Parker might be crazy, but she knew what she was doing when it came to Hardison
[18] You don't con your own crew. You taught me that, Eliot
[17] It was something that baffled Hardison, and niggled at him to the point of annoyance because he couldn't work it out
[16] These are *dangerous* people, Nate. It was Eliot who warned us about them
[19] Nate listened when his thieves suggested things because he knew they'd not worked much with teams before
[13] Nate may be ignoring the fact, but Eliot wasn't the only one who'd left the hospital against the doctor's advice
[9] Alec had never cared about fitting in before in his life
[6] Eliot, we've got people in the hall, I need it cleared
[7] In those clothes? This mark was going to be too easy
[8] It's all about communication, Nate, all of it
[11] Hardison was tempted to make it mandatory that everyone wore a camera on them all the time
[15] How can we carry on?
[3] Hardison can't sleep on his own
[14] Nate was feeling the weight of it all too keenly
[1] Their lives were never safe. But in the last few years the danger had caught up with them
[4] It was like a physical separation, even though they're still all together
[12] Wherein Eliot mounts an ambush
[20] His phone was set on the seat beside him, still open on Eliot's message that simply read: 911, Parker.
[5] She couldn't ever smell whiskey without thinking of Nate, apples without thinking of Eliot, and parafin without thinking of death