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Natalia Romanova (redledgerkiller) wrote in toboldlyrpg,

Natasha and OTA
Even though, Natasha had sent a message saying she needed a drink, she hadn't actually gone to get one until Saturday afternoon. Mainly, because she was hoping to not see certain people. But, she felt it was time to get that drink. Especially, with people wanting to see her. So she would make her way out that room. A pair of black pants hugged her lower frame, with a black tank top.

Vibrant red hair would be let loose as usual as she came to make her way towards Deck 5. Bracelets at her wrist. It didn't take her long to reach the bar as she came to take a seat. That tall blue drink handed to her. It was strong. Reminded her of Russia home. Her fingers tapped lightly at the bar as she came to let green hues scan around the room for the post part.

Space wasn't so bad. Things were different here. People had second chances here. Her? people like her never got a second chance. Plus, Natalia had her fair share of chances that she always managed to mess up. So, she figured her number was up.