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Tweak says, "let me be your oxygen"

Natalia Romanova (redledgerkiller) wrote in toboldlyrpg,
@ 2017-07-02 00:07:00

Entry tags:

^ log, narvin | gallifrey, natasha romanoff | marvel comics

Who: Natasha and OPEN
When: Saturday night
Where: Her room
Why: Night terrors
What: She wakes up and goes for a walk
Status: Open/On-going
Ratings: TBD

She twisted in those sheets. Sweat beaded down her face and neck. Suddenly her eyes came open. She made sure not to make a sound as to not wake Peggy up, that was the last thing she wanted to do. Her frame slipped out that bed and soon into the halls. Her hand coming to grab a towel before leaving that she used to clean off her face and neck. She didn't wear much to sleep, in fact, they were lucky she wore anything at all for that matter.

Still, she came to her usual spot. The observation deck. Her frame stopped to look out into the vast nothing that was out there. In a sense she wanted something to happen, anything to get her back in action. The incident from a few weeks ago didn't satisfy the fighter in her. But for now, she had to settle for this... Peaceful living while it lasted. It would be better if she had Clint with her. Least understood her, whens he got like this. The few that were here that she knew, didn't understand.

They didn't know what it meant when Natasha would pull back into herself. How dangerous it was. And yet, here she was. Pushing those she cared for away from her. A default method she'd done when things were out of her control. And this ship had made sure to put her through a loop. First with Barnes, then Steve, Tony, and Bruce. But Coulson as what pushed her over the edge. He was alive, and Fury didn't say anything.

Guess in the end, he never could trust a spy.

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Natasha and Narvin

narvinthespy
2017-07-02 09:13 pm UTC (link)

Narvin's intentions weren't as aggressive as all of that, though he wouldn't have been surprised to know what Natasha was thinking. Narvin was never a man who people gave the benefit of the doubt to even before he'd embarked on a career in the CIA and his time working in the hated-corrupt institution would have scarcely mellowed him. Even if he himself was scrupulously dutiful in the position.

He did have senses of his own, which let him know that someone was there. He just... didn't care. The ship was noisy and unless Natasha was going to make herself his problem, then he wasn't going to invest his time on barefooted women.

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Re: Natasha and Narvin

redledgerkiller
2017-07-03 11:32 am UTC (link)

She came to narrow her eyes as she walked behind him. Bare feet touching the ground. "You look like you're up to something." She said from behind him. Her arms crossing over her chest as red hair was tied back into a short pony tail for the moment.

Still, she came to a stop not far from him. Still in her sleep attire, but Natasha never cared. But she was learning, she wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep on this ship tonight.

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	narvinthespy 2017-07-03 09:59 pm UTC (link)
	"I always look like I'm up to something," he replied without missing a beat, before looking at her. He didn't actually roll his eyes at her appearance, but it was certainly implied. "It's a congenital condition according to... people who know me." Rassilon knows they couldn't be called friends. Most of them, anyway. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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