Who: Natasha Romanoff & Bruce Banner; NPC appearance of Tasha's ghost Where: A+ Warehouse; Bruce's lab When: Tonight, after this Rating: Possibly high for triggery things and angst Status: Complete
Inna had, thankfully, been fairly quiet the past few days while Natasha attempted to live out her life as normally as possible, but the girl was almost always just beyond her peripheral vision. Taunting her. Accusing her with those dark eyes of hers. She had tried to ignore her, of course, specifically when Clint was around - not wanting him to worry. But Natasha knew she was still there to the point that she tried to avoid the others she lived with as much as possible, mainly just so Inna wouldn't comment on them.
Now, as she walked from her room, through the warehouse towards Bruce's lab, the girl skipped along beside her, speaking in Russian in an almost sing-song voice. "Я надеюсь, вы знаете, что результат будет. Женщины - если вы даже можете назвать иначе, кровавый монстр - как вы не заслуживают того, чтобы иметь детей. Вы ничего, кроме другого бесплодной шлюха и это хорошо, что вы никогда не будет матерью, потому что если бы вы были, я бы плакал для любого ребенка вашего." Halfway to Bruce's door, as Inna's words sank in, Natasha stopped abruptly, then turned to face the girl. "I know," she whispered quietly, a deep sadness showing for only a moment. Finally, the Russian turned away again and continued her walk. When she reached the door of his lab, she knocked softly, then inputted the code he'd given her, knowing it would only open if he allowed. As the door clicked, signaling it was unlocked, Natasha pushed it open and stepped in slowly, allowing a mask to fall over her face so that she could hide the thoughts she was having.
"Hello, Bruce." Offering him a faint smile, she shut the door, then slowly walked over to her friend.