Who: Natasha Romanoff & Richard Summerby When: Late last night Where: Richard's estate in Summerbridge Warnings: TBD Status: In Progress
Despite the general excitement over the werewolf's howl, some things seemed to have settled down by Sunday evening, at least in Ravenmoore. A third of the way into her shift, she felt comfortable enough to drive to Summerbridge, using the specially customized department-issued bike Selene had arranged for her to acquire. As she reached the estate, Natasha slowed down to head through the gates, green eyes taking in everything and filing it away. She followed the drive up towards the house, and once she reached it the Russian cut the engine, took off her helmet, and swung one leg over the seat to climb off gracefully. She set the helmet on the seat and ran a hand through her hair, then tightened checked the holsters and badge beneath her jacket. Satisfied all was in place, Natasha headed up to the door to ring the bell and wait. She'd wondered on the way over just what this "test" of his might consist of, but she couldn't blame him for having something of the sort - and if it turned out he refused the offer, she'd either persuade him to change his mind, or move on to someone else.