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tvk2012-06-05 03:24 pm
hellburner) wrote in tvk2012-06-05 03:24 pm
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⚓ 010; [video/action]
[Rider wasn't one to angst and cry over losses like some people. Oh, no. That wasn't her style.]
Prospero, I'm not a woman who likes to screw around and repeat herself. So I'll ask this once. Just once, and if I don't get a satisfactory answer I might just start wrecking shit.
Where.
Is.
Nathan.
Drake.
[Her coping mechanism was anger and threats.]
[Some time after that call, Rider could be found on the deck of her still rather banged-up ship in the harbor--slumped in a chair over a small table she set up when it wasn't sailing. Usually she enjoyed blasting terrible music from a radio set upon it, but today the only thing on it was an alarming number of empty glass bottles.]
...fuckin' city.
[Anger, threats of violence, and alcohol were perfectly good coping mechanisms in her book, thank you very much.]
Prospero, I'm not a woman who likes to screw around and repeat herself. So I'll ask this once. Just once, and if I don't get a satisfactory answer I might just start wrecking shit.
Where.
Is.
Nathan.
Drake.
[Her coping mechanism was anger and threats.]
[Some time after that call, Rider could be found on the deck of her still rather banged-up ship in the harbor--slumped in a chair over a small table she set up when it wasn't sailing. Usually she enjoyed blasting terrible music from a radio set upon it, but today the only thing on it was an alarming number of empty glass bottles.]
...fuckin' city.
[Anger, threats of violence, and alcohol were perfectly good coping mechanisms in her book, thank you very much.]
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[He'd always thought that Francis Drake was supposed to be male. But there was something about a red-haired woman with a scar on her face that struck him as familiar-- something that he should be making the connection to, but wasn't.]
[Hadn't there been a rumor about the queen...]
[The question was plain as day on his face, but even he thought it was too fantastic to ask.]
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[Queen Elizabeth is kickin' back in a chair with her jacket half-open and chugging a bottle of rum.]
[What now?]
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[Sip. His brain was processing this information.]
That makes you the second royal that I've seen without enough clothes on.
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Point is, I never got the chance to tell the stupid kid just who it was he was admiring.
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Of course, I would know nothing about having someone disappear before you could tell them something important.
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Oh, shut up.
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[Give it a second, she's not nearly sober enough to be witty.]
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And yet you won't. Calm your righteous indignation, Drake.
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