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Post by natalia on Nov 3, 2012 1:34:47 GMT -5
Natasha hadn't even notice she had fallen asleep, she was just relaxing at a coffee shop when she just drifted off to sleep and started to dream something that made her rather uncomfortable, something from her past.
Natasha was on the track of someone rather dangerous, though a picture was all she had to go with. And where he worked and what he could do. But it was rather hard to even think about what would happen if she failed. But she had no idea how she would do this, someone with powers was harder to take down. She ran quickly through the ally ways of the city, her heart pounding and her heart the only thing she could hear. As she ran she could actually see people moving out of the way for her which was nice.
But as she ran she got flashes of her life before her, Natasha looked rather young but she was much older, she would live twice as long as a normal human she thought. But as she ran quickly, her read hair bouncing on her shoulders as she thought of Bucky. If she failed everyone she knew would be destroyed, and that is something she couldn't have. Thinking of Bucky actually made her move much faster, and she slid across cars. Not even really thinking about anything but her future and Bucky. It was true what her father said, find someone worth fighting for and you can do anything.
And then she found the target and she took out her hand gun, panting a bit silently as she began to wonder what was going to happen right now. Her Blue eyes scanned the area and then made sure she was in the shadows like always. Stalked the man until he was away from other eyes. And she cornered him easily. Panting a bit she had no idea what was to happen now, but she held her gun with a silencer on the gun. But she noticed he could tell she was there for him.
"So you have come for me Black Widow"
He said rather simply, and she tilted her head to the side and before he could even move she cocked the gun and had a smile on her face.
"Yes I have Josh"
And soon the gun was muffled and a bullet to the mans skull. But the moment the gun in her dream went off, she sat up quickly and woke right up. She groaned a little bit and sighed a little looking down and rubbed her head.
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Nov 7, 2012 19:03:13 GMT -5
Amelia had left SHIELD early in the morning and jogged out into the chilled air. She had been dressed for jogging, white tank top and black shorts, and now she was regretting that choice. Her lungs burned as she gasped in icy air. Finally she slowed, her phone bouncing against her leg in the pocket of her shorts. A shiver wracked her body and she rubbed her goosebumped arms.
Sparrow swore to herself. John had warned her not to go out like that and knew that if he'd been Tony he'd say "I told you so" upon her return to the mansion. She spotted Natasha up a head. She only knew it was the Black Widow because of the short fire red hair.
Amelia jogged up. "Hey...Natasha..." she said breathlessly, offering a shaky smile. "What...brings...you....out...here...?"
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Post by natalia on Nov 8, 2012 1:02:05 GMT -5
Natasha had been in memory lane and nightmare lane as she would call it, strange perhaps but she just didn't really care. And right now how things were going, what she remembered scared the shit out of her. Natasha was rather lonely and had been looking for someone for a long time. But no one wanted her it appeared. Then again she had a lot of baggage and she sure as hell knew that Bruce and Tony had girlfriends, and Natasha had no one. It was hard to wake up every time knowing that no one would wake beside her.
Then she heard a voice and gave a faint smile to the woman, and silently sighed a little bit. The way she spoke and took a breath she would guess jogging a long time. "Hello Amelia, what brings me out here is just a lot of thinking, what about you? how long did you jog for?" She said unsure exactly why she wanted to be friendly, then again she needed someone to like her. She had no one since her parents were long dead. Things happen for a reason she knew, but it was rather hard to deal with it.
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Nov 10, 2012 23:22:32 GMT -5
Amelia brushed a strand of slightly bedraggled hair from her face, still breathing quite heavily. To tell the truth, she enjoyed jogging, especially early on mornings like this when she needed to clear her head. Nearly two months ago she had died. It had been only a week since her return to life and she relished in the fact that she could once again curl her fingers around the hand of her husband. She was also quite glad that she no longer had to be afraid of memories slipping away from her as they had in her time as a ghost. That, however, had actually been the reason for her morning jog. She had enjoyed being a ghost, and she wasn't exactly sure that she liked that realization.
Natasha's greeting and question brought her from her thoughts. "Oh well I left the mansion around six, and it's...." She glanced up at the sky, shielding her eyes against the brightness of the rising sun on the horizon. She considered it for a moment and then finished, "eight-thirty now." When you had grown up on the streets as Amelia had then you would learn how to tell time not by electric devices but by the sun.
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Post by natalia on Dec 4, 2012 2:37:02 GMT -5
Natasha smiled a bit at her and was curious as to a few things, she liked having someone to talk it it felt really nice. Taking a deep silent breath she let it out and was relaxed up here. Seemed nice to speak with her, she didn't talk to Amelia very much since she was busy with her own work. And Natasha had been busy with her things as well, though she honestly did not mind it. She enjoyed her work, though sometimes she wished that she could get out of being Black Widow, just some days she was tired of it.
"Sounds nice Amelia, I try to keep myself in shape all the time. But being who I am its kind of hard not to stay in shape. Something always seems to be going on, which I don't mind on my good days. Some days I just want to be a normal civilian and I try not to take me being miserable or depressed on other people. But most of the time I don't mind it, sometimes I just wish I was behind a desk. Then again id most likely not even want that, so its a lose lose situation" She laughed.
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