Broadcast 02

[tothefly]

Who: Natasha Romanoff and you, flooters
Broadcast: Fleetwide, voice only
Action: Possibly, in comments. On the SS Windrose in Natasha's office most likely.
When: End of the second week of August.

[Some of you might recognize that cool, measured voice coming from your comm. Others might just hear a competent woman with a tone light enough to seem careless, at first, until the words sink in and you find the steel underneath them.]

Funny how some of us just seemed to go a little out of character these last couple weeks. I'd expected some complications from the implant, but personality changes? Seems like an easy way to rig the ratings. Cheap, if you want my opinion, but they don't really ask around here.

I'm Natasha, ship's counselor over on the Windrose. I'll be in my office most of the day over the course of the next week. If you'd like to make an appointment, let me know. I'd be happy to talk with each of you, regardless of your ship affiliation. And, of course, anything that passes between us is completely confidential.

You have my word, for what it's worth to you.

[[ooc: If you'd like your character to take part in Nat's little psychological profiling experiment, please fill out the profile post here!]]

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda locks eyes with Wanda, her expression and tone of voice are dead serious. She says only one word, confident that Natasha will know immediately whom it refers to.]

"Winter."

[tothefly]

[Yep, exactly what she'd thought. Which is probably why she looks entirely unimpressed by the name.]

Is that what they're calling him?

[He wouldn't have named himself, she thinks.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

That is what HE is calling HIMSELF. Not the most subtle of false names.

[There's a slight pause, as Wanda crosses her arms. She looks at Nat, not with as much grim determination as she once did when talking to her about a "mutual acquaintance." Moreso now, it is the look of someone looking for guidance from a mentor figure. Though Wanda would obviously never admit this out loud.]

What do you know of this man? The "Winter Soldier."

[tothefly]

[She looks a little less confrontational, if no less serious, and in reply Nat stands, comes around, takes a seat on the edge of her desk.]

As much as you do, going by the sound of things. Maybe a little more. Are you worried?

[She should be, if she's heard even half of what Natasha knows. But she still doesn't know all that much about Wanda, doesn't know if the other woman is a potential target, too.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda's eyes drift from the floor to Nat, and then back to the floor. She's clearly uncomfortable about what the Winter Soldier's presence could mean, but at the same time she doesn't want to be the one that instigates anything that could put other peoples' lives in danger.]

I do not know much about him. I heard his codename, "The Winter Soldier," a few times back home, but I never met him. I know that he's dangerous.

[Wanda looks back at Natasha again, her serious mask cracking a little bit to show some genuine worry.]

Should we be worried?