Warnings: Blood, death, guns firing. [Game spoilers for Uncharted 2 if you haven't played it yet.] Effects: Hopelessness, anger/hate and despair. (Optional)
[action; same apartment]assworthsavingJune 9 2011, 19:58:24 UTC
[He was sound asleep and resting peacefully before his planned expedition into those ruins. It had taken him a while to finally doze off and it was likely that not much would be able to rouse him from said sleep.
...Until Elena's scream pierced the night air and Drake immediately flung himself out of bed, grabbed his gun from the nightstand, and ran out of his room.
He tried to open the door to her room, but it was locked and not waiting another goddamn minute he kicked her door open, the wood splintering around the handle, and aimed the gun ahead of him while he scanned the room.]
Elena!?
[It might have all seemed over-the-top, but there was the fact that Lazarevic was still here and this city wasn't very big. He or someone else could have easily gotten in through her window and attacked her
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[Oh Elena... you're too cute even when you're sad. This still makes him frown, but instead of attempting to blunder through encouraging words he wasn't good at, he tried to lighten up the situation.]
Y'know... if you didn't punch so hard I might have let you use me as a punching bag. I've been told I'm great for stress relief.
[ Sob, you know that's not the kind of 'stress relief' he's typically good at being used for, right? If only she were more assertive, or something. Arching a brow, she shakes her head to him. ]
[ With that said, she's just going to lean forward and press her cheek against his chest, moving to set her arms around his shoulders again. Elena doesn't need to be punching him right now, anyway.
Right now she just wants hugs. Luckily for Nate, he seems to be good at those. ]
[Hugs. He likes these very much, Elena. His arms move to wrap around her body and he holds onto her so very tightly, almost as if he's afraid that she will be taken away from him.
Which is a silly thought because he would beat the shit out of anyone that tried.]
[ Feel that? It's her squishing against him in a hot mess of huggling. She closes her eyes and sighs under her breath. For what it's worth, at least this of all things really does help her to feel better. ]
[He notices that she is becoming more relaxed by the minute and her body doesn't seem as tense anymore. It was a relief. Was this all it took- a simple hug? Now this was something he could handle.
Smiling to himself he rests his chin on top of her head.]
You were always one to make a convincing argument. How could I say no?
[ Probably the best one he'd given her in a while. After a short time, she lowers her arms to rest more snugly around his waist, it's less effort to hold them up over his shoulders having them there, too.
This whole... Snuggling him thing, certainly feels somewhat familiar. After all, they had dated for some time short though it might have been, sob -- she had to admit that then man was a good pillow. ]
...Until Elena's scream pierced the night air and Drake immediately flung himself out of bed, grabbed his gun from the nightstand, and ran out of his room.
He tried to open the door to her room, but it was locked and not waiting another goddamn minute he kicked her door open, the wood splintering around the handle, and aimed the gun ahead of him while he scanned the room.]
Elena!?
[It might have all seemed over-the-top, but there was the fact that Lazarevic was still here and this city wasn't very big. He or someone else could have easily gotten in through her window and attacked her ( ... )
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[Oh Elena... you're too cute even when you're sad. This still makes him frown, but instead of attempting to blunder through encouraging words he wasn't good at, he tried to lighten up the situation.]
Y'know... if you didn't punch so hard I might have let you use me as a punching bag. I've been told I'm great for stress relief.
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[ Sob, you know that's not the kind of 'stress relief' he's typically good at being used for, right? If only she were more assertive, or something. Arching a brow, she shakes her head to him. ]
Might do it anyway.
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Now though? Now he frowns.]
Oh. What'd I do to deserve such kindness...
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[ With that said, she's just going to lean forward and press her cheek against his chest, moving to set her arms around his shoulders again. Elena doesn't need to be punching him right now, anyway.
Right now she just wants hugs. Luckily for Nate, he seems to be good at those. ]
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Which is a silly thought because he would beat the shit out of anyone that tried.]
Well I suppose that is a fair deal.
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[ Feel that? It's her squishing against him in a hot mess of huggling. She closes her eyes and sighs under her breath. For what it's worth, at least this of all things really does help her to feel better. ]
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Smiling to himself he rests his chin on top of her head.]
You were always one to make a convincing argument. How could I say no?
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[ Probably the best one he'd given her in a while. After a short time, she lowers her arms to rest more snugly around his waist, it's less effort to hold them up over his shoulders having them there, too.
This whole... Snuggling him thing, certainly feels somewhat familiar. After all, they had dated for some time short though it might have been, sob -- she had to admit that then man was a good pillow. ]
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