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jsyk I’m not abandoning this blog but. also I am

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lmao here’s a gentle hiatus notice

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                   ❛  yeah-----  ❜  A SMALL NOISE OF CONFIRMATION, fluttering inaudibly in nate’s throat as he slides the device into place, neutrality spreading evenly along hardened features. the muffled, droning beeping of his watch comes to an abrupt end, digits shifting from one to another as he countdown commences, as their window starts to dim.  ❛  no one gets hurt, okay? we pull out if it gets too messy.  ❜

              He doesn’t read the blueprints with him because the grounds’ schematics have been grafted into his memory since the day they’d shaken hands. Heist. He likes the sound of it; professional and succinct with no doubts about what they’re here for. Exciting. Gerry sits with a knee pulled under his chin, lulling himself into relaxation so he can PERFORM.               “Since day one. Get the earpiece I gave you.”

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Nathan, we were meant for this, and I promise, you and me, together? We’re gonna go far. So what do you say… Nathan Drake?

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Uncharted 4: A Thief’s End - photo mode 

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uncharted challenge  [1/3] female characters  → Nadine Ross 

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@munchingmuff im late to the party but : )) have a scandalous picture of ur fave. happy birthday

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                                  ❛  yeah. he would’ve tagged along today, but he met some girl in costa rica -------  ❜  UNSPOKEN TRUTHS CLAW AT HIS THROAT. foggy memories of the years before sully, before the orphanage, of a man’s face he can’t quite remember ( that still manages to haunt him, a shapeless, faceless blackness that fills nathan drake with dread ). a chill settles within him, in spite of the sun baking the nape of his neck and the heat that sits heavy in the air --- but he remains outwardly unfazed, pushing forward along a once-beautiful walkway, searching through the dense brush for any signs of ruins.  

               ❛  uh, just ... keep an eye out for stonework. we’re lookin’ for a tower. or the remains of one, anyway.  ❜

                        ❛  … okay, you’ve made your point.   ❜ amusement pranced upon the curve of peach lips, the pride that he finds in his success is something that allison couldn’t deny him of. he was right - just like all the older people that stated how much the young relied too much upon their technology. a soft doubt tickles her spine before she puts her phone away, deciding to trust him.  if he’s wrong, she can mock him for it.         ❛ ————are you close to your dad still?   ❜ she asks, casting a thought to hers. she soon swallows it back.

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