Leveraging the Past
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maevebranTitle: Leveraging the Past
Author: Maeve Bran
Fandom: Leverage
Rated: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, or Leverage, I'm just using them for some unprofitable fun.
Notes: Set durring 1.7 “The Two Horse Job”
Summary: Lindsey discusses the past with his cousin.
Word Count:334
“This is where you ended up then?” Lindsey asked Eliot as they looked around the Kentucky racetrack's stable.
“Yep. As good a home as any,” Eliot said.
“Aimee seems nice,” Lindsey said.
“How can you tell?” Eliot asked.
“She doesn't like you. That's a good enough clue for me,” Lindsey said.
“Hey!” Eliot said.
“I call it like I see it,” Lindsey said. “ Aimee doesn't like you and I think that shows good taste.”
“I think that that shows how stupid you are,” Eliot said.
“I was top of my class at Hastings Law,” Lindsey said.
“Ohh. Smarty pants,” Eliot taunted.
“At least I'm smart enough to let the women I know do the woman's work in the kitchen,” Lindsey taunted.
Eliot took a swing at Lindsey. Lindsey ducked and tripped Eliot. Soon they were rolling on the floor like school boys. They rolled in the aisle pummeling each other.
“Lindsey! Eliot!” Nate called when he came around the corner and nearly tripped over them.
Lindsey and Eliot were too busy trying to get the other to hear.
“What's going on?” Aimee asked as she joined the group standing and watching.
“We're not sure,” Sophie said. “They've just been calling each other names and hitting each other for the last five minutes.”
“Right then,” Aimee said as she picked up and empty bucket and found the nearest full trough of water. She filled the bucket and dumped it on them. The fighting stopped and Lindsey and Eliot sprang apart, sputtering.
“What was that for?” Lindsey asked.
“Ah, Aims, couldn't you think of something else,” Eliot said as he wiped his dripping hair out of his face.
“Don't call me that,” Aimee demanded.
“I tried yelling at you for five minutes, so I don't think Aimee had another choice,” Nate explained. “Now I suggest you two dry off, get changed, and get to work. We have a con to pull.”
“Yes, boss,” Eliot said with a sarcastic salute. Lindsey followed with his own mocking salute.
Author: Maeve Bran
Fandom: Leverage
Rated: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, or Leverage, I'm just using them for some unprofitable fun.
Notes: Set durring 1.7 “The Two Horse Job”
Summary: Lindsey discusses the past with his cousin.
Word Count:334
“This is where you ended up then?” Lindsey asked Eliot as they looked around the Kentucky racetrack's stable.
“Yep. As good a home as any,” Eliot said.
“Aimee seems nice,” Lindsey said.
“How can you tell?” Eliot asked.
“She doesn't like you. That's a good enough clue for me,” Lindsey said.
“Hey!” Eliot said.
“I call it like I see it,” Lindsey said. “ Aimee doesn't like you and I think that shows good taste.”
“I think that that shows how stupid you are,” Eliot said.
“I was top of my class at Hastings Law,” Lindsey said.
“Ohh. Smarty pants,” Eliot taunted.
“At least I'm smart enough to let the women I know do the woman's work in the kitchen,” Lindsey taunted.
Eliot took a swing at Lindsey. Lindsey ducked and tripped Eliot. Soon they were rolling on the floor like school boys. They rolled in the aisle pummeling each other.
“Lindsey! Eliot!” Nate called when he came around the corner and nearly tripped over them.
Lindsey and Eliot were too busy trying to get the other to hear.
“What's going on?” Aimee asked as she joined the group standing and watching.
“We're not sure,” Sophie said. “They've just been calling each other names and hitting each other for the last five minutes.”
“Right then,” Aimee said as she picked up and empty bucket and found the nearest full trough of water. She filled the bucket and dumped it on them. The fighting stopped and Lindsey and Eliot sprang apart, sputtering.
“What was that for?” Lindsey asked.
“Ah, Aims, couldn't you think of something else,” Eliot said as he wiped his dripping hair out of his face.
“Don't call me that,” Aimee demanded.
“I tried yelling at you for five minutes, so I don't think Aimee had another choice,” Nate explained. “Now I suggest you two dry off, get changed, and get to work. We have a con to pull.”
“Yes, boss,” Eliot said with a sarcastic salute. Lindsey followed with his own mocking salute.
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Date: 2009-08-17 05:04 pm (UTC)