oh, crap.

independent nathan drake.

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um wtf kiss me too emma :/ even tho we never met :///

FIRST   THREE   GET   KISSES   !     002  /  003 .

he  is  an      ENIGMA      of  sorts  ——————  puzzle  pieces  she  cannot  entirely  put  together ,    though ,    admittedly ,    she  doesn’t  allow  herself  to  even  consider  the  possibility  of  figuring  him  out .        he  is  not  for  her  to  understand ,    to      comprehend .

DISTANCE  ————  she  reminds  herself ,    even  as  she’s  slipping  deeper      &      deeper  into  the  drink  in  her  hands .        green  eyes  darting  from  the  dark  liquid  to  his  lips  as  he  speaks  almost  against  her  will .        FOCUS      ;      his  work  is      fascinating ,    really ,    but  the  ability  to  process  the  words  that  are  falling  from  his  lips  has  become  a      chore .

❛     hmm —————  STOP .       stop  talking  please .     ❜        wet  lips  purse  together  as  she  sets  down  a  nearly      empty      glass  on  the  table  in  front  of  her .        an  index  finger  is  brought  up ,    stopping  just  short  of  connecting  with  his  lips  as  she  considers  what  she’s  about  to  do      (   though ,    should  anyone      dare      ask ,    she  would  deny  she  even  thought  things  through   ) .        a  hand  comes  to  rest  on  his  thigh ,    though  more  for  support  than  anything ,    as  she  leans  over      &      catches  his  lips  with  hers .        the  taste  of  alcohol  lingers ,    &      she  wonders  only  for  a  brief  second  if  it’s  her  fault ,    or      his ,    before  realizing  she  really  doesn’t  care .

what  she      does      care  about  is  that  her  fingers  are  digging  themselves  into  his  thigh      &      she’s  about  a  second  away  from  simply  crawling  into  his  lap ,    so  she  breaks  away ,    teeth  latching  onto  her  lower  lip  as  she  forces  herself  to  look  up  at  him  through  half  -  lidded  eyes .       ❛     ———————  my  bad  ?     ❜

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❛   that ... could’ve gone a whole lot better.   ❜   //   fellegend.

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WITH AN IRON BACKBONE.

❛  ————— care to explain how you bypassed my security?  ❜  arms are quick to cross just below his chest,  shoulder resting against the door frame to distribute his weight.  his expression is NOTHING LESS than intrigued,  brows knitting together as he considers the few possibilities available.  color him impressed.  stance shifts,  leaning in as the distance between the two begins to close.  ❛  here’s the deal.  if you don’t give me any more of a reason to deem you as a threat,  i’ll let you walk out of here without ‘ WANTED ‘ burned across your ass by a repulsor blast,  but you gotta go EMPTY-HANDED.  ❜  a pause, then;  ❛  c’mon,  houdini.  hand it over.  ❜

HE STOPS, BREATH CAUGHT IN   his throat at the acknowledgement of another voice shattering the silence, and he turns around to gaze at the figure of the disruption.   ah yes, tony stark; billionaire playboy philanthropist with a knack for all things technology.   it was stark tower nate had decided to break into and to anyone with an average level of common sense, breaking into it would be a horrible idea.   but, only stark tower had what he was particularly looking for, and he can’t fathom why tony would be interested in what most would deem a mere trinket: an ancient aztec spear.

truthfully, nate wasn’t expecting the man himself to be there.

there’s a loud huff as he looks at the spear in his hand.   he could take mister stark upon that mercy and give him back the stolen item in question, but he is more inclined to see what’s hidden behind door number three.

❛   as tempting as that offer sounds, i’m gonna have to say no.   if i didn’t think i’d probably need it, i would’ve never come after it.   ❜

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❛   if you’re here to give me a lecture, don’t waste your breath.   i already got an earful from sully.   ❜   //   harvalle.

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BEGUN BY BLOOD.

                 ❝  whoa, take it easy there, little brother  ——  i’ll drink your incredibly shitty beer, no need to get all defensive about it. not everybody’s been findin’ lost cities for the past decade, don’t really have the cash, y’know ? m’just sayin’  ——  it’s shitty. appreciated, but shitty.  ❞

HIS EXPRESSION IS SOFT, LETHARGIC   when considering the bounds of their exchange.   his fingers abandon his bottle on a nearby countertop, his lips entertaining a small smile as they part to counter;

❛   i’m sorry i don’t buy beer that suits your extremely luxurious and impeccable taste.   ❜

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❛                                                       here's to the crazy ones.   the misfits.   the rebels.   the troublemakers.   the round pegs in the square holes.   the ones who see things differently.   they're not fond of rules.   and they have no respect for the status quo.   you can quote them,   disagree with them,   glorify or VILIFY them.   about the only thing you can't do is ignore them.   because they change things.   they push the human race forward.   and while some may see them as the crazy ones,   we see genius.   because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change THE WORLD,   are the ones who do.

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