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thisavrou_log2016-07-06 10:32 am
sketchycharacter) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-07-06 10:32 am
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Of all the things you never explained
Who: Nathan Drake (sketchycharacter) and Elena Fisher (tearsinajar)
When: July 6th
Where: Nomo #011
What: Things fall apart.
Warnings: Minor spoilers for Uncharted 4.
[Nearly a week out from the attack on the Moira and things could be worse, as far as Nate is concerned. Yes, people died, and their ship somehow got smooshed together with the Caducan ship, and the bar is gone, and people are partly glass, but...
All right, things could definitely be much better. But he's alive and Elena's alive and those are two pretty damn good things. They'll fix the ship and fix people, somehow—the specifics are a little beyond him, but whatever, there are tons of insanely smart people with more knowledge and skills than he could ever dream of on the Moira. They'll figure it out.
All in all, Nate is feeling relatively optimistic, considering the general circumstances. He's also feeling optimistic about his and Elena's individual circumstances, which is why he sits down to work on a requested drawing that isn't his usual style before heading to Nomo Deck and Elena's room. She should be back there by now; they'll have plenty of time to talk about things.]
sketchycharacter) and Elena Fisher (tearsinajar)When: July 6th
Where: Nomo #011
What: Things fall apart.
Warnings: Minor spoilers for Uncharted 4.
[Nearly a week out from the attack on the Moira and things could be worse, as far as Nate is concerned. Yes, people died, and their ship somehow got smooshed together with the Caducan ship, and the bar is gone, and people are partly glass, but...
All right, things could definitely be much better. But he's alive and Elena's alive and those are two pretty damn good things. They'll fix the ship and fix people, somehow—the specifics are a little beyond him, but whatever, there are tons of insanely smart people with more knowledge and skills than he could ever dream of on the Moira. They'll figure it out.
All in all, Nate is feeling relatively optimistic, considering the general circumstances. He's also feeling optimistic about his and Elena's individual circumstances, which is why he sits down to work on a requested drawing that isn't his usual style before heading to Nomo Deck and Elena's room. She should be back there by now; they'll have plenty of time to talk about things.]
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[ Elena feels like they're back in Yemen again, unsteady around one another, so unsure, walking on eggshells. All she can think is 'I know'. It's all she can say. Only this time she doesn't know. She's not so sure anymore of what she knows and what she doesn't.
Again she sighs. One more step forward and she leans in, eye closing as she rests her forehead against his chest. It was either she went to lay in bed, curl up, bury her face into a pillow, or she just let herself lean on him. Even after everything.
How many steps back has this put them? Nothing worth while is ever easy, and it's something she's learned to live by— there's always going to be obstacles that come between them, that test them. ]
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They must have been kidding themselves to think that they were well down the road to recovery. Right now it seems like they barely reached the on-ramp. It's been too easy, too simple to fall into the romance and ignore everything that went wrong. It's no surprise that he can't talk about what's in the journal, really—how could he, when they can't even talk about what happened between them?
Nate lets out his breath in a sigh that comes out almost like a sob and holds her tighter, tucking her head under his chin and pressing his face against her hair. He can't lose her. He lived thirty years of his life before he ever met Elena Fisher and now he can't imagine what he would be without her.
He just doesn't know where they go from here.]