Contra felicem vix deus vires habet
Against a lucky man a god scarcely has power

"I still don't understand it," Hardison muttered into his orange soda.
Eliot tipped back his bottle of beer and swallowed the last drops. "Understand what?"
Hardison looked across the counter where Nate and Sophie were assuring their latest 'project' that everything had gone perfectly. "How he just … I mean … how?"
Eliot followed his gaze. "He's Nate," he said simply.
"Billings had more money than God … Hell, Billings had more influence than God, more - more security - Nate had string and that crazy smile of his!"
Eliot shrugged again. "He's Nate." He shuddered suddenly. "Imagine what he could do with sillystring."

Hello, Leveragers! (Crew? Gang? What do we call ourselves?) Usually I would never post a WIP, but I've got 150+ (!) Latin phrases I want to use and the drabbles will be either standalones or I'll post the related ones together.

Enjoy and review!