Natasha Romanoff (
outstandingbalance) wrote in
driftfleet2016-06-26 04:53 pm
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Who: Natasha Romanoff & You
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 6/24
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[Transmission starts at the same moment the woman laying in fram shifts from unconsciousness to tense stillness—her eyes open, darting, and she goes tense, but otherwise there's no movement from her for the first four or five seconds. That seems to be how long it takes her to process that she's in an unfamiliar space with no memory of how she came to be lying there. Then one hand balls consciously into a fist. Her eyes flutter. Jaw tightens.
Natasha takes a deep breath and forces her body to relax muscle by muscle.
Seems like spies don't make for great entertainment when they first wake up. Not unless you find tension and veiled suspicious looks riveting. The first minute or two isn't much more than that. She wakes up. She sits up. She swings her legs over the edge of her cot and stretches her back, trying to flex the adrenaline out of her muscles.
She looks directly into the camera at one point, her expression flat, lips tightening in a frown. She taps the edge of the lens experimentally.]
You know, if you're gonna kidnap a girl you could at least buy her dinner first.
[Her voice is just a touch to defiant to be neutral as she speaks.
Then she hauls herself to her feet. The last thing caught on camera before the broadcast ends is a shot of her catsuited figure walking away.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 6/24
Video
[Transmission starts at the same moment the woman laying in fram shifts from unconsciousness to tense stillness—her eyes open, darting, and she goes tense, but otherwise there's no movement from her for the first four or five seconds. That seems to be how long it takes her to process that she's in an unfamiliar space with no memory of how she came to be lying there. Then one hand balls consciously into a fist. Her eyes flutter. Jaw tightens.
Natasha takes a deep breath and forces her body to relax muscle by muscle.
Seems like spies don't make for great entertainment when they first wake up. Not unless you find tension and veiled suspicious looks riveting. The first minute or two isn't much more than that. She wakes up. She sits up. She swings her legs over the edge of her cot and stretches her back, trying to flex the adrenaline out of her muscles.
She looks directly into the camera at one point, her expression flat, lips tightening in a frown. She taps the edge of the lens experimentally.]
You know, if you're gonna kidnap a girl you could at least buy her dinner first.
[Her voice is just a touch to defiant to be neutral as she speaks.
Then she hauls herself to her feet. The last thing caught on camera before the broadcast ends is a shot of her catsuited figure walking away.]

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If all he's being is mouthy, then we're pretty lucky. But he's probably smart enough to know starting anything openly would end badly.
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[ it's cowardly, really. ]
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Or he might just be bored. I get the impression we're mostly entertaining ourselves around here.
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[She gives a half shrug, arms wrapped around her body.]
But if he's not acting out, there's enough going on without borrowing trouble.
Or playing into his provocations.
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Still, she's not going to deny it. And she's not going to miss that it's where Peggy went first.]
It's come up.
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[ about herself? about barnes? peggy doesn't specify. she leaves natasha to field that ambiguity. ]
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That we're here from different points in time, sometimes different timelines entirely. He mentioned that at one point there was a version of Steve who was the Winter Soldier.
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Sounds... that sounds like it would be difficult, especially for Steve and Barnes.
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And he did wonders for the Winter Soldier while they were both here.
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[It's about the nicest thing Natasha can think to say of a man she didn't know, but judging from Steve, she figures she's not far off.]
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[ not a softball sort of question, really. but they're both big girls. ]
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Not a particularly open or happy smile.]
No, they don't. It's not exactly something I ever set out to do, though.
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