Natasha Romanoff (justlykbudapest) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2018-01-27 19:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | natasha romanoff, sherlock holmes |
WHO: Natasha Romanoff and Sherlock Homes
WHERE: Sherlock’s home
WHEN: The day after this conversation, 3pm sharp
WHAT: Meetings
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
As three o’clock neared, the spy and assassin was sitting on a bench two blocks away, sipping from a cup of coffee, jade eyes narrowed as she watched people pass by. She’d made certain to arrive early so as to not keep Holmes waiting when she did head for his place, which after a quick glance at her phone, she stood to do so. The coffee cup was finished en route and tossed into a trashcan, lean legs taking her easily up the street at a brisk pace. Her red hair was loose, lightly curled if partially tucked under a dark grey hat at the moment, and she wore pants in the same shade as the hat, which were tucked into black boots. At first glance, they would seem normal, but she had a small gun strapped to one ankle inside them, and two knives in the other. Under a tan jacket Natasha wore a lightweight green sweater over a black tank top, the straps of which would just peek out when the jacket was taken off. Overall, looking at her, no one would know she had a several other weapons tucked onto her person, or that she was the leader of a special task force for the Ravenmoore police department. Unless she wanted them to. At 2:59, Natasha turned on to Sherlock’s street and beelined for his door. She was observant of the neighborhood, taking note of essentially everyone and everything she saw, filing it away in her mind for future reference. Lifting her hand - not gloved, despite the cool weather - she knocked lightly on the door and waited for it to be answered. |