Dorthy "Dottie" Wilson has a cracked mind. (cracked) wrote in payline, @ 2014-01-21 23:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | natasha romanoff (au) |
Who: AU!Romanoff and OTA
Where: Roof
What: Avoiding the masses, trying to sort shit out.
When: Now.
Rating: TBD
Open: Yep
Status: Incomplete
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The events of the past two weeks left Natasha dazed, there was something familiar about it, but she couldn't figure out why or how come. She avoid the hotel all day, moving in and out of the fake Vegas. However, at night she would always return and when she couldn't sleep, cause she didn't want to be around whoever the hell she was stuck with, she relocated in the roof with her phone and start shifting through the data of the day, seeing if anyone would mentioned a way to get home. She had a mission, she had a hit to do, being stuck here, like this, was driving her mental, she needed to get back. Sadly it seemed like she was just stuck, no way of finishing her mission as she was suppose to. So what could she do here? No orders and she wasn't one of those ladies of leisure, she was going to have to fit in, be invisible, wait this out. Giving up on her phone, she leaned against the railing of the roof, looking out into the night. The lights of Vegas was so bright, but the time she slip her phone in her pocket, she had a plan in mind of how to take all the lights out if she needed. What caused these thoughts? She didn't know, she knew she should be worried about them, but she always had them as far as she could remember, which was another thing, she didn't recall much at that. All she truly knew is she had mission and it needed to handled. |