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exsiliumlogs2013-06-19 02:31 am
totallytrustworthy) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-06-19 02:31 am
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Why can't we be friends?
Date & Time: backdated to the 7th
Location: somewhere on the edge of the city
Characters: Chloe Frazer and Nathan Drake
Summary: Children learn how important it is to share and play nice
Warnings: adult-children being childish
There's something nice about being able to stockpile supplies for the rest of your life before having to jump in feet first. What's valuable in the future isn't what was valuable in the past, and security is lax on stuff that's not exactly vital for survival. Which means she can pilfer and scavenge up enough to live well beyond her old means once she's ready to skip out and bury herself in the early 2000's for the rest of-- well, forever. But it also means she has to actually scavenge the lot of it, and that's exactly what she's doing in the middle of the night on the outskirts of town, shuffling through crumbling old ruins and ignoring the dust and decay.
Old cabinets, broken cases, pawing through it has her distracted enough to miss the warning signs as the floor beneath her shudders from the increase in pressure.
Location: somewhere on the edge of the city
Characters: Chloe Frazer and Nathan Drake
Summary: Children learn how important it is to share and play nice
Warnings: adult-children being childish
There's something nice about being able to stockpile supplies for the rest of your life before having to jump in feet first. What's valuable in the future isn't what was valuable in the past, and security is lax on stuff that's not exactly vital for survival. Which means she can pilfer and scavenge up enough to live well beyond her old means once she's ready to skip out and bury herself in the early 2000's for the rest of-- well, forever. But it also means she has to actually scavenge the lot of it, and that's exactly what she's doing in the middle of the night on the outskirts of town, shuffling through crumbling old ruins and ignoring the dust and decay.
Old cabinets, broken cases, pawing through it has her distracted enough to miss the warning signs as the floor beneath her shudders from the increase in pressure.