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𝙏𝙀𝙓𝙏 » @drake

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just for the record i wouldn't say no to round 2 ;)

( who could this have possibly been meant for it's a mystery ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ )

𝙏𝙀𝙓𝙏 » @dismas

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[ that username flashes with the notification and stops Rafe even deader in his tracks than usual. no way. there is no goddamn way this is—

it's a common enough name, logic points out. out of infinite worlds out of infinite dimensions (Harley had called it a multiverse once before he'd stopped her, not wanting the headache, but maybe he should've let her go on) there is zero reason to presume it has anything to do with him.

but it's that name and Rafe's still getting used to the whole text-messaging-in-his-head deal so before he can think better of it: ​]

you have got to be fucking kidding me

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( ... huh. oopsie daisy! he could just say wrong number and move on but that wouldn't be nearly as entertaining given the response. )

well that's certainly not what you said last night

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be a considerable achievement for me to have said anything last night since i just got here today

[ there's a momentary flash of hopereliefregret something reading that reply because it sure as hell doesn't sound like N—

wait.

oh no. there are two Drakes. oh, hell no. he will find a goddamn airlock if that's the case. ]

why don't you start with a name for yourself

[snaffled]

( hmm. curiouser and curiouser... )

i could ask you the same
but if we're getting to know each other it might as well be fun
why don't you take a wild guess

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didn't realize anyone even played twenty questions anymore
at least not outside of unbearably boring road trips

but all right

i'm going to guess that you're...tall, obnoxious, suffering from a penchant for buried treasure and bad hair
am i close?

[snaffled]

( guess what this basically is an unbearably boring road trip. they're just in space now. strange how that description is awfully on the nose, too. he's starting to wonder if they already know each other. treasure hunting is a small business, after all, and that bloody anomaly already brought nate in with him, so who's to say it couldn't bring in others? he doesn't pretend to know how it works. )

close...ish
depends on your definition of bad hair

( because, yeah, that's the one thing to take offense over. he knows exactly how obnoxious he is. )

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christ on a cracker

[ another emotionally-charted mental text equivalent of a butt-dial, paired with a sudden drop in temperature for whomever's unlucky enough to be near Rafe at present. ]

i define it as using too much cheap gel to slick back what little you have left from your dramatically receding hairline

[ a part of him is mildly surprised, that after all that's happened and all he's seen and done and been through, he's still able to be pissed at Sam Drake almost a year removed from how thoroughly he'd tried to screw Rafe over. that that much of who he was and what he did before is still relevant, still there beneath the blackened and dessicated skin. ]

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then i'm afraid you're a little shy of the mark there, darling
though now i have to wonder who it is you think i am
given certain similarities

( ah, if only he knew reports of sam's death were greatly exaggerated... )

1/3

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it's right in the username, you enormous pain in th

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[ hold up. ]

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"darling"?

[snaffled]

( well. now harry's really paying attention. you know, considering there are only two drakes and one of them is (supposed to be) dead. harry's not that much of an idiot that he can't put two and two together, especially when it's fairly clear whoever he's talking to isn't referring to nate. (but he would argue, of course, that nate is just as obnoxious.)

so while he can't be fully certain he's right (unless there's a big something he's missing here), he sure as hell can still play along. )

no you're right it doesn't work
just doesn't have the same kick as "dear" does it

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[ the random endearment does more to disprove Rafe's guess than anything else. Sam was more than happy to drop in an overly sarcastic "yes, dear" whenever the mood struck but "darling" is a bridge too far for his fragile masculinity.

but this guy accepted the buried treasure bit without confusion or debate, and he still has that goddamn username. why would that be if it weren't— ]

still waiting on you to knock off this big air of mystery you're putting on, buddy

𝙏𝙀𝙓𝙏 » @drake 🚀☠💥

[snaffled]

( some people might take being boarded by a pirate space vessel as a serious threat to be considered with maximum caution, but harry sees it as an opportunity. after all, while the boarding party is busy trashing the danaë, their ship is left with fewer defenses and, well, finders keepers and all that. these alien pirates wouldn't be very good pirates if they didn't have loot, right? and he wouldn't be very good at his job if he didn't at least try to steal their shit.

logistics is his only problem at the moment — but he's pretty sure he knows a guy who could solve that problem real smoothly for him. )

got a proposition for you

and no not like that but why don't you hold that thought for later, eh

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[ times like this, Rafe purposefully inhales just to have something happen when he sighs in annoyance. ]

make it quick, i've got an appointment

[ and fully ignoring that second part of the text because blunt flirting is just how Harry Flynn exists, instinctual and automatic. he'd hit on a half-cracked snail or a petri dish just because he doesn't know how not to and Rafe in his present state is about half as appealing as either of those, so clearly there's no real interest there — just Flynn's irrepressible urge to appear as sleazy as possible. ]

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oh no wouldn't want to interrupt your terribly busy schedule for the score of a lifetime
do carry on

( that's definitely overstating it, considering he has no idea what's on that ship, but still. it's alien treasure. cmon. )

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have several such already under my belt, buddy

but sure you can let me know all about your next big thing when i get back from ripping off these little green jolly rogers

[ just waiting on one of the flyboys/girls/gender-noncommittals to get back from another strafing run. or maybe one of the powered guys can let him hitch a ride. whichever. he's not picky. ]

[snaffled]

what like dainty little faberge eggs

( anyway, not the point. shockingly, he didn't start this conversation just to be a bitch, even if being a bitch is in his nature by default. )

hang on
are we actually on the same page for once

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it wasn't a faberge, it was a mughal piece out of

[ okay no. not going to split hairs here. not going to get sucked into defending his very obvious accomplishments, least of all to Harry fucking Flynn.

(christ, he has not missed this.) ]

if by "same page" you mean your single light bulb finally lit up with the single most obvious takeaway of the situation
then sure

[snaffled]

( mughal schmughal ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

would've said it's a date but you really know how to suck the romance right out of it don't you
how exactly are you planning on getting over there

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[ yeah it's hard to pronounce it correctly when somebody's about to break your nose ]

sorry where did i indicate this is a two-man job? because if it were, i would actually
you know
get somebody on my level

[snaffled]

( r u d e )

here i thought you'd appreciate the efficiency of a teamup
or have you learned to override space locks

( yeah, maybe he's done exactly one (1) useful thing in the time he's been stuck on this hunk of metal. )

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Perseus's nanites haven't helped his looks any but they have kept a check on a few of the more...demonstrative side effects of Rafe's present condition. otherwise Flynn might already understand the joke he's playing on himself. ]

am i being offered a front row seat to your vaunted skills? how gracious

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practical really

what more do you want me to say
can't do this without, adler

( sincerity: 3/10 but it's not a total lie. )