WHO: Natasha Romanoff and OTA WHAT: Natasha is getting things together to build a shelter WHEN: Late Wednesday morning WARNINGS: Probably none STATUS: Complete
Natasha could do a lot of things. In fact, she could do a lot of things that people wouldn't believe she knew how to do but building a shelter wasn't on the list. She could probably have thrown a tarp between two trees and been good with it but if she was going to be here for a while, she needed more than that. Steve had shown here where the building supplies were kept and she was standing there on Wednesday morning trying to figure out what she wanted to do. She could have simply asked for help but that wasn't Natasha's way. She'd rather try to do it on her own and if absolutely necessary, she'd ask for help. It was beginning to look like that was going to be the case.
"Okay," she said, not caring that she was talking to herself. "we've got brick which means making mortar, and wood which means hammers and nails. I have no freaking clue what I'm supposed to do with either of those things." Natasha sighed and was standing there staring at the supplies when she became aware of someone approaching. She was always wary and she instinctively braces herself even though whoever it was most likely meant her no harm. Still though, you never knew.
Turning around she looked at the person and said "Hey, do you have any idea how to turn this stuff into something I can live in?"