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[Yet another wild newcomer appears! This one, however, seems more accustomed to the tech as she casually waves to everyone.] Hey everyone! I'm not... exactly sure who I'm talking to on the other line, but I'm not exactly sure how I got here. Here being Prospero. All I know is that we're somewhere in the US, which is great and all, but I really need to head back home.

Is there even an airport around here? Hell, at this point, I'm willing to take whatever transportation we've got.

... There is a way out, right? [She frowns, biting her lip before quietly murmuring:] It's not like the locals've been helpful in that department, either.

[action - Bayview Hotel - afternoon]

[After an unfruitful search for a way out, Elena finally makes her way to the hotel's lobby. She hasn't quite checked in yet, since she's still kind of in shock over the whole "you can't leave" thing, but she isn't exactly planning on going anywhere else yet.

At the moment, she's flipping through a couple of tourist-y pamphlets on the town while she's waiting for... well, even she's not sure what she's waiting for. They seem pretty interesting... if not kind of disappointing at the same time. What kind of town has tourist pamphlets if people can't leave it?]

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Hey, you wanna run around and check, be my guest.

But you don't know the half of the science fiction shit yet. What's your name, blondie?

I really shouldn't be surprised that there's more where that came from... [sigh.]

But I'm Elena Fisher. It's nice to meet you, even if I'm not really too fond of the circumstances.

A lot more.

Pleasure to meet you, blondie. Name's Francis. Francis Drake.

Oh good---

[Wait.

Wait what.]

Oh, that's not possible. You can't be Francis Drake, Francis Drake's a guy. [There's also the fact that he's DEAD, but she's not really eager to talk about that part right now.]

Aw, it's so cute you think that matters.

Well, there's also the fact that you're technically dead where I'm from...

[Her brain.

It's breaking.

Into a million itty-bitty little pieces.] But really, if you were a girl, I think my husband'd know.

Oh, I'm definitely dead. Dysentery's a bitch, let me tell you. But that's the funny thing about this place, it doesn't care much.

Your husband? What, he a scholar on me or somethi-...

[...hm. Wait a second.]

...yo, blondie. You know a kid named Nathan Drake?

...

That'd be my husband, yeah. How do you know him?

Hah, good guess. He's around here somewhere.

As for how I know him? We've met. Cute kid, and he'll tell you I am who I am.

He is? But I just saw him a few minutes ago...

[Her head's still reeling trying to process all of this, and it kind of hurts.]

...

Oh? I wish I could've seen the look on his face when he did.

Yeah, the place screws with time too. You get used to it.

[She laughed at that, grinning like a shark.]

Oh man, it was hilarious. I know people are pretty convinced I was a guy, but this kid? I thought he was just gonna drop dead.

[Yet another thing Elena doesn't like about this place! It's been doing a lot of that fairly quickly.

... Though the mental image of Nate freaking out is doing wonders for her sanity right now.] Well you technically did crush his dreams of meeting his famous male ancestor...

[She grins mischievously.] But did you at least make up for it with an adventure of some kind? Because if you haven't, it's kind of the way to his heart.

Male, female, who cares? I'm still Francis Drake, still did everything the stories say. He doesn't seem to mind all that much.

Hah. My precious Golden Hind's on her way back to shore as we speak. If he wants an adventure, I'll give him one.

That's good at least. [Sorry Francis, Elena's still in the process of trying to get over this.]

... Well, you definitely weren't kidding about that navigator thing. How'd you manage to bring your whole ship here?

And um, do you want me to meet you when you get back? ["It's not like I've got anything better to do, besides go find Nate."]

Bit of good luck, basically.

And sure, I got nothin' better to do except fix the mess my poor ship's been turned into.

That doesn't sound like fun. I'm guessing you ran into some crazy people on your travels?

Eh, more like a crazy eldritch horror from beyond.

[Shrug.]

That sounds even less fun.

... Did you at least get to beat the hell out of it? [Nate miiiight be rubbing off her.]

You kiddin'? He showed up in my way givin' me shit, so I threw my whole damn ship at him.

Shut him right up.

Wish I could've been there to film it. It sounds like something Nate would've done... if you know, he could actually navigate a ship like that.

You underestimate my vanity, blondie. Filmed the whole damn thing, I did.

Did you? Well, I guess I'll have to see it sometime and tell you what I think.

... I'm sorta-kinda a photojournalist, so if you ever need someone else to film all of your heroic exploits, you know where to look.

Oh, I definitely like you.

So when am I getting great-great-whatever I lost count-grandkids?

[Smiiiiiiiile~]

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she's totally blushing, though it takes her a bit longer to regain her composure:] I, uh...

Well, we just got married and I don't think we don't really want to have kids here in Prospero and--I don't know, but we'll tell you? Hopefully?

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