I wanna hear Thoughts on Hardison’s Nigerian Job apartment. It looks fake, right? I’ve always thought it couldn’t possibly be where he actually lives. It looks practically uninhabited, and the pool table feels like an overly conscious attempt at coolguy masculinity. Not Hardison, but definitely something Hardison might want to project about himself for others. So is this like his “if I ever have company” apartment, or his “if I need to hunker down and hide but it still needs to look like a real place” apartment? Was Eliot right when joking that he lives with his mama, is he actually still living with Nana cause that feels safer, but he keeps this place just in case?
You don’t understand how much of a visceral need I have for Battinson to get a Robin. That late 20’s man deserves to have a thirteen year old bully him into letting them fight crime. Look at him, pathetic
ID: An illustration of a small flower fairy flying next to a walrus. The fairy points to one hand to the left and the other to the right, saying, "I'll try these doors, you try those, and maybe we'll find someone who can help!" The walrus replies, "Okie dokie." End ID
One bastard refusing to approve an insurance payout for a kid with terminal cancer really fucked things up for all of the other greedy evildoers of the Leverage-verse huh