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[lastyears_model]

[ There are sounds of a bed creaking with movement, blankets being shfited and a grunt as she rolls off of the mattress and onto her feet. The blond reporter leans over her nightstand and notes the Dreamberry being on, rolls her eyes to it and just picks it up, shoving it into the pocket of her jeans, which in turn causes the camera feed to go

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[assworthsaving]

[Of all the times Drake had to be absent now was certainly not one of the best. Since Elena had fallen into what he found out was a sleep coma, he had been keeping an eye on her to make sure she was all right. Not that he didn't believe Naomi, but some weird things had been going on lately and he just didn't want to take any chances. Especially when it involved Elena.

Unfortunately Drake couldn't really ignore the situation going on around them and left for short periods of time to lend a hand if needed. But at the same time he needed to be home in case one of those possessed people broke into the place; Elena was unable to defend herself.

What he had taken to doing in the evenings was spend a few nights in her room, sleeping on a chair in various uncomfortable positions. Not something he would ever admit to the journalist as it was just more than a little awkward. He just wanted to make sure she didn't wake up, not remember where she was, and freak out.

But now, now he had missed his chance as he had been in the shower and was

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[lastyears_model]

[ Ah, so he was around. She didn't catch the vague concern in his voice, probably due to still rubbing the sleep from her eyes and coming to after being out so long. Unfortunately, the reporter has absolutely no idea just how long she's been out for, exactly. She's fairly certain she just crashed from a long day or some such, it would explain being in her jeans and shirt, after all. ]

In the kitchen, Nate... [ Again, she called to him. She would have wandered to meet him in the hall, but at the moment she was busy standing on the tip-toes, peering into a cupboard to see if there was anything decent to munch on.

Thus far, nothing. ]

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[assworthsaving]

[He startled at her voice. Really. Just what was he expecting to hear after calling her name? Well he wanted to hear her, so that was a good sign. Then he faced the direction of the kitchen and walked towards it, still confused. Had she really just woken up and made a dash right for the kitchen without checking if he was home first?

Or, well, guess to her it probably seemed like any old nap. Drake entered the kitchen and leaned against the wall, staring at her back as she attempted to reach above her.

A sly smile played along his lips.]

Good morning, Sleeping Beauty. It's about time you finally woke up.

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[lastyears_model]

[ ...stupid shortness.

Giving up on the cupboard, she smacks the door of it so it'll shut and sets a hand to her hip, turning to look at him. Now; originally she was going to ask him what the hell he meant with 'about time' considering it was just a normal night of sleep, but instead her mouth went dry and her cheeks began to burn with a rather visibly bright red blush.

Elena stuttered, forgetting her words as she walked her gaze up and down his frame, hesitating briefly at the towel because well, who wouldn't take a moment to pause and think about what's hidden underneath there? ]

I- Ah- You- [ God damn it, you're a smart woman, come up with proper words or shut your mouth, Elena. ] -wow.

[ Smart or not, though, she's still a human being and a woman attracted to beings of the male persuasion at that. Like it or not, even she couldn't help but lose track of her train of thought when looking at the body of Nathan Drake in a towel. ]

[scientize]

[Well, well, well. You may not remember this particular woman, but she knows you well enough. After all, Drake was just so concerned for your well-being that he had to have the doctor peek in to make sure you really would wake up at some point.]

You're awake finally! Nathan will be so pleased.

[lastyears_model]

[ Slowly she side glances to the Dreamberry again, leans and looks at it. ]

What do you mean "finally?"

[scientize]

[Naomi only smiles sweetly towards the other woman. After all, any friend of Drake's...]

You've been in one of the Somarium brand sleep comas for nearly two weeks. Your friend has been terribly concerned for you.

[lastyears_model]

A sleep what now?

[ Okay, that's a tad more concerning than just crashing out of the blue and not recalling it. ]

How does that happen?

[scytheyouout]

... video's still running, dude.

[lastyears_model]

Eh, so it is.

[scytheyouout]

Nice ceiling.

[lastyears_model]

You think? I don't know, it could use a coat of paint or something.

[ At least her tone is amused! ]

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[livethecreed]

Do you plan to subject us to the view of your roof for long? [He's both curious and amused at the moment.]

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[lastyears_model]

No one's asking you to keep looking really, but hey- If I do, maybe someone can offer some interesting tips on cleaning it. Or decorating it. [ She's sharing in his amusement here, really. ]

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[livethecreed]

I will be of no use to you for that. [but if you need someone dead, he's quite good at that]

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[lastyears_model]

No? Not an artist, then? [ Duly noted! ]

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[45defender]

[Chloe is fully aware that Elena wants absolutely nothing civil to do with her at the moment... but when has that ever stopped her?]

Thank God you're awake, Sunshine. [A listless grin.] Maybe now Nate will stop his lonely whining.

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[lastyears_model]

[ You. Yours is not a voice she cares to hear right now. ]

Oh, great. [ Flat tone is flat. ] Just who I was hoping to wake up to and everything.

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[45defender]

[Well, hello to you too.]

Oh? Then who, exactly, were you hoping to wake up to? [And for that flat tone, you can enjoy a nice, sarcastic one.]

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[lastyears_model]

Certainly not you.