Corner of Godiva and Serendipity, Wednesday morning

[vdistinctive]

The air was gently sweet, like a subtle perfume. The sky was blue, folks on the street were cheerful and smiling at one another, and there was a giant freaking tower at the end of Eliot's street that hadn't been there the day before

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[vdistinctive]

"He might just be well trained," Eliot said, glaring daggers at the man in his grip.

The Retrieval Specialist was rearing his ugly head.

He spun in place and slammed the guy up against the tower, leaning well into the man's face. "Why do you ke --"

And then Eliot was gone, leaving a shining tear in the air behind him. His captive straightened his shirt and smiled at Parker.

"It's a lovely day, isn't it?" he asked.

[whoisalicewhite]

Parker didn't waste time screaming, although it was a close thing.

If she'd stopped to think for two more seconds, she might have cartwheeled away and toward Hardison, in order to make a new plan, and find a way to get Eliot back--

--but instinct took over, and she was leaping toward the guy with her hands out-stretched--

And through the tear

[age_of_the_geek]

"Nooooooooooooo!" Hardison flung himself forward, trying to reach his friends only to have the tear finish closing before he could go through it.

Parker and Eliot were gone. Val sat calmly on the street corner, looking completely fine with the entire series of events. Hardison wanted nothing more than to leave her there, but he couldn't make himself. "C'mon, girl," he said dully, turning to head back to the empty apartment. "I gotta figure out what to do next."