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[Ficbit] Uncharted // Better Part of Valour
Hey guys, I have been working my way through my comment backlog (I AM SORRY, I AM BAD AT COMMENTS. I keep just beaming at my inbox and being really pleased with how smart and kind my friends are and then I forget that I haven't told anyone I think they're smart and kind? I forget y'all aren't telepathic is what I'm saying here.). If you check your email and you have like twenty thousand notifications, it's nothing important, it's just me.
This was going to be a OneWord story, and then it kinda... Grew long enough that I didn't want to put it in my next batch post. It felt like cheating.
... I am going to need an Uncharted icon. SOMEONE PLEASE REMIND ME.
Uncharted // Better Part of Valour
G | 100 words | Elena, Nate, Sully | No spoilers | Some problems can't be solved with bullets.
There were lots of problems that Nathan Drake was willing to face head-on, but this? Was not one of them. "You drive," he told Elena. He was twisted over the passenger seat of the jeep, trying to keep his wadded-up shirt pressed to the cut on Sully's head, which meant he had a great view of what was coming up behind them. "And you drive fast, and you don't look back."
"What? But —"
"No, seriously, trust me on this one, you don't want to know. Just – faster?"
Sully followed Nate's gaze hazily, then frowned and said "Is that lava?"
This was going to be a OneWord story, and then it kinda... Grew long enough that I didn't want to put it in my next batch post. It felt like cheating.
... I am going to need an Uncharted icon. SOMEONE PLEASE REMIND ME.
Uncharted // Better Part of Valour
G | 100 words | Elena, Nate, Sully | No spoilers | Some problems can't be solved with bullets.
There were lots of problems that Nathan Drake was willing to face head-on, but this? Was not one of them. "You drive," he told Elena. He was twisted over the passenger seat of the jeep, trying to keep his wadded-up shirt pressed to the cut on Sully's head, which meant he had a great view of what was coming up behind them. "And you drive fast, and you don't look back."
"What? But —"
"No, seriously, trust me on this one, you don't want to know. Just – faster?"
Sully followed Nate's gaze hazily, then frowned and said "Is that lava?"
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I can hear this so well! I love your Uncharted fic so much!