"Like the good 'ol days?"
"When were those, excactly?" He teasingly, yet bitterly, banters with Flynn.
Nathan knows though. Nate /knows/ the answer to his own rhetorical question. The trouble is, those days are gone. They are gone and look what happened. Like the museum heist. Sure things got rough (/personally/) in the end with Flynn and him but seriously? Coming back and betraying a man on a job is cold. At least betray him after, y'kow, give him the glory of the steal and all. No. Nate stared at Harry as he explained his plan. Nate felt like a protagonist of a movie or something and Flynn is the too-suave, British, double-crosser.
Jump back to Lazarevic forcing him to work with Harry to move around some platforms. They bicker and Flynn keeps bringing up the past. Old days. Old times. /Good/ old times. It aggrivates Nate really, he knows this isn't pleasent reminising Flynn is trying to get to him. Trying to make him feel guilty, remind him how bad those times had been. Is that how he wants to play?
"I don't think you'll fit through there." Flynn's voice has that air to it, that tone that makes Nathan remember why people don't like him. Nate grumbles wedging himself through the cracked opening of the cave-like structure. He waited, body tesnsing anxiously. Flynn had a gun but Nate was sure he could take it, he's pretty sure he could; Flynn isn't the best hand-to-hand.
Flynn squeezes through easier, Nate frowns some. Nate sees Flynn glance at him and he takes his chance throwing a wide swing of a punch. Nate cringes feeling himself being leaned forward and a blunt object bashing into the back of his head and he hits the floor.
"Just give me a reason Drake."
Nate lays on the floor for a second before pushing up to his knees and hands and standing.
When were those good old days, again? Probably anytime before Flynn is holding a gun. Probably before the two of them reverted to calling each other by their last names.
...Sounds about right.
"Can we hurry it up?"
Nate can't think when they are quarreling like this. He's thinking it's true that most of this might be his fault. Still! Shouldn't people be over things after a few years? Flynn he's just sensitive. He has to be. Nate can't really believe Harry would /still/ be upset. I mean they were a thing but people make mistakes. Sometimes two. Or three. Nate, he's human. He makes these mistakes often without realizing, only afterward when he has to pick up the pieces does he see this.
Plus when women throw themselves at you it's kind of hard. Not only that but he /really/ hadn't meant to punch him. He tried to tell Flynn this a million times.
He makes mistakes.
He tries to pick up the pieces.
He is not holier-than-thou.
 Zi Kimizuru · Thu Feb 18, 2010 @ 01:19am · 0 Comments |
