bairnsidhe:

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316: The San Lorenzo Job

I love that this is basically the same as the “We have a Hulk” scene in Avengers (and came out before it) but that in terms of the Leverage Crew, the Hulk, who you’d think would be Elliot (rage, not good with talking out his emotions, Mr. Punchy) is actually Hardison (that cheerful grin, the sass, the neverending well of love and joy).  Because the truth is, Elliot can’t do that always angry thing.  He can’t sustain his anger, he can only sustain his pain.  He can’t simmer for ages, he has to get in there and Do Something when he gets mad.  He’s Steve, to be honest.  But Hardison?  Hardison who hacked a foreign bank on prom night to pay back his Nana for all the good she did her foster kids?  Hardison who buries himself in games and toys and gummy frogs and orange soda because that’s what people expect of the “geek”? Hardison who grew up poor, and orphaned, and black, and oh so incredibly smart?  Hardison who is so constantly afraid, of dust, of small spaces, of high places, who loves a vent-crawling building jumping thief like she’s the sun?  Who had to hold Parker’s hand as she panicked about foster kids in Eastern Europe somehow ending up broken like her?

Hardison is angry.

He’s always angry.

And no puny evil like Damian Moreau can stop him.

knitmeapony:

What is the best part of this?

1) That Elliot is pretty clearly playing from the Alec Hardison Book of Trolling People You Hate

2) That he legitimately did this ‘simply humanly impossible’ trick with a gun 

3) That he possibly did it specifically because he was thinking about the JFK assassination, not just on the job but possibly out of sheer curiousity / for funsies.

4) That Sterling knows Elliot’s file well enough to quote chapter and verse like that.

5) That Sterling knows Elliot’s history well enough to choose something to put in the coffee that he wouldn’t immediately recognize and stop drinking.

5) That Elliot is right about the coffee.

idyllspace:

whitmerule:

laughsalot3412:

exactingleverage:

The Snow Job

I love how Hardison takes this information in stride. Fortune cookie breakfast? Okay cool, how does that work exactly? He wants to know everything about her. What she does and why she does it.

Meanwhile Eliot’s face is the face of a man who is slowly realizing that the people he cares about are going to die of poor life choices without him to mom them into submission.

aka angrily cook for them. ALL THE TIME.

Eliot: HOW DO THE TWO OF YOU NOT HAVE SCURVY. EAT THIS FANCY MEAL WITH CITRUS

Hardison: Actually, man, my orange drinks–

Eliot: *HISSES LIKE AN ANGRY CAT*

Hardison: Nevermind.

Eliot: *TURNS TO PARKER* CHOCOLATE AND DRY GOODS ARE NOT A MEAL PLAN, PARKER. I MADE THIS SUPPLEMENT SHAKE–DRINK IT WHILE I WATCH.

Parker: …can I dunk my fortune cookies in there?

Eliot: *TWITCHES IN FURIOUS RESIGNATION* I ALREADY CRUMBLED SOME UP IN THERE. DRINK.