Dec 21, 2014
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[ raleighs a little liar butt "IM 15.... almost" ]
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raleigh you absolute CHILD
i've been warning you all he's a loser ok this should not be news
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magicxecustos replied to your post
[ raleighs a little liar butt "IM 15.... almost" ]
lxvel replied to your post:
raleigh you absolute CHILD
i've been warning you all he's a loser ok this should not be news
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Light My Candle (Nat/Maria)
Natasha flinched, ever so slightly. Something was wrong, something was very wrong. Her head was clouded and her limbs felt heavy. She stilled, listening. There was someone in the room, or where-ever she was, she could hear breathing. The ground beneath her was rough, like cement. A small movement, definitely cement. And the clothes she last remembered wearing were gone. Another moment of staying silent and finally her muscles started screaming. She needed to stand up, to move. To push past the fog that was clouding everything. She had been drugged, that much was enough. Drugged heavily. She shifted, sitting up and looking down at herself. The clothes she was dressed in were obviously a size or two too large. Jeans and an over-sized t-shirt. The air was freezing, but not cold enough that she couldn’t stand it. She wiggled her bare toes. Obviously she had been taken, and who-ever had taken her knew her well enough to strip her of every weapon. Even the garrote sewed into the hem of her shirt. Three concrete walls and … she turned and stared. No. Shit.
“Ria.” She called softly, because there was no mistaking that form. Natasha would know that form in any and every instance, she knew that body like she knew her own. “Ria, wake up.” She called. At least Maria looked unharmed. But it didn’t bode well for either of them that they had been taken together. She glanced up, at the Plexiglas fourth wall that looked entirely out of place. The glass was tinted, she couldn’t see beyond the wall and door. And she was betting she couldn’t kick it out or break it. Pulling herself to her feet she padded over to the glass, watching Maria out of the corner of her eye. She hurt like hell, whoever had taken them hadn’t exactly been gentle. She knew there would be bruises when she looked. That and the drugs that were still in her system, making her just a bit sluggish and dizzy. She pressed a hand against the tinted glass, steadying herself and leaning in close. She couldn’t see anything past it, nothing. Either it was completely blacked out or it was a one way view. Neither of which made her comfortable, but the latter unsettled her. She looked up at the ceiling, to find a bolted down vent well out of both her and Maria’s reach. Two fluorescent lights encased in some sort of plexiglass or something similar. No way out that way, their prison seemed well designed. She sunk to the floor, no point in pushing herself. Turning to face Maria, she leaned against the glass wall. “C’mon, Maria. Wake up.”
lxvel started following you
"Deputy Director, how can I be of service to you?"
Strong Enough
Natasha was watching her superior out of the corner of her eye the entire time she was stretching. Serum or no, stretching was good to do. And she preferred to take her time and enjoy it. Especially if she could find a willing partner for a good spar or two. Barton was off doing his own thing, and most everyone else sparred with Natasha once and never again. She was hoping to get a spar out of Maria Hill, though. Even if she had to pull her punches a bit, the activity itself would be enough for her restless bones. She flexed her arms out and stood, sauntering over to Hill.
"Hill, would you care for a spar? Not that either of us need the practice, but I've run out of willing partners because they tend to flee after one spar. It's becoming a problem." She smirked up at Hill. Oh, she knew the Commander was more than a capable fighter. Even if she hadn't supposed to read those files, she had. And the larger ring was entirely free.
lxvel started following you
"Stay put. Move any further and you're only going to make things worse. I can handle this."
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lxvel
"Hill. You have a mission, or is this just you dropping in for a social call? Or a booty call? Are you hooking up with Steve, 'cause that is the rumour of the month."
"It wasn't brains that got me here, I can assure you of that."
"Oh, no, of course not. Let me guess, your stellar people skills?"
he's muttering under his breath.
❝ i'm an assassin, not a crazed gunman. the difference between those two is that one's a bloody job and the other's fucking mental sickness... ❞