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Natasha Romanoff ([personal profile] outstandingbalance) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-11-16 12:46 pm

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Who: Natasha Romanoff
Broadcast: Fleedwide
Action: Iskaulit to start with
When: 16 Nov

Video

[The broadcast is brief and obviously accidental. A young girl's face appears on screen, confused and tense, then almost at once her brows draw down and together in an intense frown. Her expression is dark and thoughtful as the feed shakes, then cuts out entirely.

For those paying attention, the corridors off the Islaulit can be identified behind her before the transmission ends.]


Action

[When she wakes up, a young Natasha finds herself in what appears to be a small dance studio. Unfamiliar, but not too shocking. The mirror, the barre, the wood flooring, are all things she's accustomed to. It isn't where she expects to be, but it is somewhere she would expect to wake up in a general sense, in a general way.

Waking up somewhere strange isn't completely shocking either.

It's not until she ventures out into the rest of the Iskaulit that she starts feeling out of her depth. She can't place where she is, even where she might be. There's no outside. The structures are nothing like she's scene before. The computers are completely alien to her. The people are worse. She avoids them, of course. At least at first. Sneaking through shadows and hidden corners, in ducts if she's lucky enough to find access. She observes what she can, trying to work together the situation as she can, applying what training she can. But how much she can do is limited.

Tiny spy is out of her depth.

Which is what forces her to come out of hiding. (Maybe that was the point?)

When she finally lets herself be approached, she's already determined to put on a lost, scared face. It's for the best. That way people will underestimate her. Trust her more. It's a good plan.

The expression might not be entirely fake, though, and she can't entirely hide her suspicious skittishness. The end effect isn't entirely unlike a stray cat begging for food.]


((OOC: Augment glitch? Come play with smol murder ballerina.))
stretchy_girl: (framing)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-11-30 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
Not yet? You will be in trouble then?
stretchy_girl: (statement)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-02 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[She digests that for a moment, beginning to realise she won't get anything out of this girl with the strangely familiar features. So she changes tack, turning rapidly hostile.]

You're not welcome here if you're going to cause trouble. These are my ducts, leave.
stretchy_girl: (framing)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-05 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You look like trouble. Go away before I make you.

[She wants to see if her instincts about this girl having training are right.]
stretchy_girl: (combat-pose)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-07 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
Alright then. [The Gemini-child barrels forward hands outstretched, trying to grab hold of Natasha's hair.]
stretchy_girl: (Default)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-08 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now that's more like it! She gives a surprised squawk for effect as she's suddenly hefted around and hits the floor. Her leg's already lashing out in response, aiming a sloppy kick at the girl's knee. Just how good is she?]
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[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-09 10:36 am (UTC)(link)

[No shout of pain, somebody's a tough cookie. A small fist is curled and sent flying right at Natasha's nose.]

No! Get out, this is my home not yours!
stretchy_girl: (can't hurt me-stretchy)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-11 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)

Ahhh!

[The cry of pain is entirely for effect, her small frame impacting the duct with a loud 'whump' and she falls to her knees whimpering, a hacking cough bringing up what looks like a little blood. She's obviously having trouble breathing.]
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[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-13 01:06 pm (UTC)(link)

[Gemini swung out a fist as one last gesture of defiance, clutching at her chest with her other hand, her eyes full of pain.]

You...you.

[With that she keels over, her small frame stilling as she collapses face first onto the duct floor.]
stretchy_girl: (framing)

[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-13 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's no sign of a pulse not that there ever was to begin with. The little girl is horribly still and despite the fact that her eyes are closed Gemini is watching Natasha intently. It's not every day you meet a trained child assassin.]
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[personal profile] stretchy_girl 2016-12-13 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[No remorse, only clinical detachment, whoever the girl was she took after Gemini's own heart. She would bear watching, maybe time will reveal why she looks so familiar.

She waits for the girl to go, making sure she's out of sight before shifting back into furry space vermin, smaller this time and with softer paws to avoid noise, a small silent shadow.]