♦ sophie devereaux | leverage

[wereall_addicts]

	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ⏰ Uᴘ ᴛᴏ Dᴀᴛᴇ + Rᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ

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[phobulus]

( it seems like neal is on the exact same wavelength, and hardison's head wobbles in the indecision of yes or no. )

Six of one, man. There's also a glue compound I've been trial and erroring with a subbed component but it needs a week to cure, and we don't have the time if I'm also gonna get six paintings rushed to passable.

( he settles but doesn't start eating just yet. his eyes go to sophie, who always keeps her eyes on the broad picture for him on this stuff. it's only because it's sophie that he can so much as glance at the idea that he can't know everything. that he can't always figure things out on his own. )

Paintings aside, we decided the correspondence is the real selling point, but the more I learn the less I know, you know?

[alias_savant]

[Sophie gives Neal a meaningful look across the way and Neal gives her a slow smile in return. Those kinds of forgeries really are his bread and butter.]

Would you like a hand? Because letters are kind of my specialty.

[phobulus]

( he's observant, so hardison reacts to their reaction and he's about to break the weird moment, his long finger lifting into the air. but he doesn't have to and he relaxes a little. just a little.

his eyes dart back and forth between them, between sophie and this new guy who have that thing the team has, that talking without talking thing. he watches neal for another moment longer, his pretty polished persona giving way to something underneath hardison can't quite clock. it feels familiar, in a way. )

Oh, you think you're so clever...

( this, he says to sophie. hardison's warm brown eyes slide to hers, full of that mix of annoyance and admiration she often incites in him. for the record: hardison thinks she's so clever.

sorry neal you're not getting a full answer yet, hardison has a hissy fit to throw first. and the team can't pass up a chance to talk about a guy directly in front of the guy, right? )

Why didn't you just say you knew the perfect guy?

[wereall_addicts]

Well, I hadn't approached Neal about the job yet.

[They had talked about the Peter end of things, but not the forgery portions. She sticks with Hardison's boundaries.]

Besides, you know more about what you actually need than I do. Why be the middle man when you can talk about it in person?