[closed] and since we've one place to go

[nonscriptum]

Who: Nathan Drake, Elena Fisher, Agent Washington, Agent Maine, Kyna Midha, Staci Pratt, Poe Dameron, Taako Taaco, Lup Taaco, Peter Parker
What: Nate leads a polar expedition out to the mountains.
Where: Out on the tundra; at an undisclosed excavation site in the foothills.
When: February 1-14
Warnings: PG-13+ for swearing, descriptions of dead bodies/science torture. :(




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WELCOME TO SNOW HELL

the journey | the door | the bunker | the lab

Comments

[itsnotaonesie]

[HHHHNNGHHHNNNNN

I mean Pratt isn't wrong, Peter's turned into a little workaholic over the past couple of months. That's probably not good for him?? But it's fiiiiiiiiiiiine.]

Yeah, yeah, good point. I've got a few things to finish up first. Then I'm gonna get one of them to let me look at their suit.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Give you some time to figure out how to word it so you're not asking them to strip for you.

[itsnotaonesie]

[OOOOH the eye rolling]

That-- yes, that's also a very good point. Thanks for that. Gonna just, reword that one real good before I trot it out.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I'm a helper. You're welcome.

[itsnotaonesie]

What ever would I do without you?

...Say really dumb things out loud to more people, probably.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Think of me as your training ground, you can say dumb shit to me without repercussions.

[itsnotaonesie]

You know what, I think that sounds like a great idea. Make sure you tell me when something sounds horrible so that I never repeat it again.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Only took six months and nearly freezing to death for me to find my purpose here.

Though I will say, I'm not sure if there's a good way to ask for someone's clothes while they're wearing them. So you have your work cut out for you.

[itsnotaonesie]

Okay, one, it's armor. I don't want them to take their pants off or anything weird like that. Two, I'll just wait until I can catch one of them without their armor, it's not that big a deal. Right?

[theweakhavepurpose]

I guess.

[He dumps his mammoth skin on the edge of the camp, resisting the bloody shoulder pat he almost gives him. You're welcome.]

Good luck with that. Take pics if you end up with a black eye.

[itsnotaonesie]

[yeah thanks for not slapping a blood hand on Peter's shoulder grooooooooooooooooooss]

Honestly, I probably would.

[SIGH. He knows himself so well. Though he'd probably make up a better story to go with the picture than "I asked a giant muscle man to strip for me".]

[theweakhavepurpose]

I don't doubt your selfie game. It'll probably be weirdly endearing.

[Only Peter could make a black eye look good.]

[itsnotaonesie]

Y'know, that's not the first time I've been described that way. Not sure if that's a good thing, but I'll take it.

[only because he's be grinning and giving a thumbs up at the same time]

[theweakhavepurpose]

It could be worse right?

[Of course it could always be worse. ]

[itsnotaonesie]

I guess in a case like this, there's no harm in challenging worse. But yeah, it could be.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Good luck with that. I'm gonna go make us a rug.

[He will politely go scrape sinew and muscle off this skin slightly away from the camp so no one has to see. ]

[itsnotaonesie]

[Peter just gives him a double thumbs up and tries to stay as far away from the gross shit as he can, GOOD LUCK PRATT]