#thiefsluck

❝  guess whose gotsum’ good news...  ❞   there’s a smile on his face then, something akin to a grin, though not quite as wide  ——  it waould undoubtedly get there, once he dropped the announcement. a hand reaches for the nearest chair, pulling it towards himself and spinning it around, sitting himself down with his arms resting on the back.   ❝  y’know the panama thing? ‘find your way into this infernal place, bear my cross, and find the riches of paradise’? weeeelllll, i founda’ guy willing to get us into the prison ! some rich kid who agreed to a split t’fund the whole thing. you in?  ❞   his brows are arched, that grin still in place, and his excitement undeniable.

“HOW MANY TIMES DO I NEED TO ASK TO GO ON AN EXPEDITION WITH YOU??”   hands went onto hips, and she tried to appear stern rather than pouty, and her toes curled within her shoe to keep herself from stomping. “ pleaseee  -------  you’d know i’d be amazing! and-and i could help with, like, your medical needs if you got injured!” she hopped a little closer to him, grabbing him by the arm. “pleaseeee??? my parents wouldn’t mind!” behind her back her free hand crossed two fingers over one another to cover up the lie ---- ever since susan left, her parents have become particularly interested in lucy. edmund was far too independent for them to try to parent, but lucy was easy due to how ingrained pleasing people was in her. it was MADDENING.all of his adventures sounded like something from narnia, and she so desperately wanted to find something like that here in england.

she took his arm in both hands now, shaking him just a little.  “pleaseeee!!!”  guileless blue eyes stare up at him, wide and beseeching.

so tru. u know they aren’t making nice w/ out an intervention.

numerous interventions probably

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esp with rafe dating sam tbqh.

     Elbows are propped against the metal rails of the dock, frame leaning forward so she can get one last look of their little bay.  Theirs.  She kind of claimed ownership of these waters the minute they’d moved here.  They were so gentle & calming  /  & the way the sun set behind them ; it had always been her favorite.  She was going to miss New Orleans.  Hawaii was a whole new adventure, sure, but the adventures she’d had here  ( whether good or bad )  were some she’d never forget.

    Eyelids flutter shut, so her other senses can heighten at everything around her.  Nose catches the scent of fresh water, & the cool breeze which also brushes against porcelain skin.  It left a trail of goosebumps up her arms.  & ears discover the sound of seagulls chirping, a buoy in the distance whose bell guides through troubled waters.  She can even hear the horn of a riverboat, one of her favorite sounds on this dock.  It all triggers a smile on rosy lips, then she hears the footsteps of one Nathan Drake approaching behind her.

    She stays still for a moment, eyes opening slowly as she feels thefamiliar warmth envelop her lower half.  The hair on her neck prickles up with each kiss he leaves & she can’t help but let out a soft hum of satisfaction.

“ i won’t agree to anything until you’ve had a drink. have a little charm, won’t you? ” smile is bordering shy despite teasing words. head canting to the side as she looks the other in the eyes; a better look would grant her better access to him--- the real him, the very soul. however, she will hold off on that for now. she herself will express a slight more charm before anything of actual seriousness.