dance_with_death: (Listening)
Black Widow ([personal profile] dance_with_death) wrote in [community profile] trans_92012-06-08 11:07 am

Widow's Insight [Open, Cut for Spoilers]

The first thing that Natasha Romanoff - as she had allowed herself to be called in recent years - had done after she had popped out of a gooey pod (and subsequently gotten clothed, briefed on the situation at hand, and retrieved her weapons) was familiarize herself with the spaceship that she had found herself on. It had taken a long while - the size of the ship made the SHIELD Helicarrier seem akin to a SmartCar - but she’d scoured as much of the place as she could, because it was always useful to know one’s bearings.

Especially in a situation like this, where it seemed as though literally anything could happen. And a situation that I’ve never really been trained for. I mean, the Chitauri attacking New York - that was one thing. But this. This is something even I never expected. Because, really, who actually expects to be plucked out of your home by a multiverse hopping spaceship made out of living...something. I was just getting used to the idea of Norse gods being real, and alien invasions becoming a semi-regular thing. She was, she knew, a long way from the simple world of spying, espionage, and assassinations that she was used to. But, then again, this could just be much of the same. Only in space.

That was, though, still somewhat of a new concept to her. Sure, she'd had colleagues who had gone into space - Iron Man with his penchant for pushing the limits of his iron armour specifically came to mind, as did some fellow SHIELD agents - but Natasha had always had two feet on the ground.

You know, except for those moments where she was piloting an alien aircraft to save the world or something.

Still, true to her training, Natasha had taken it all in stride. She wouldn’t allow herself to be fazed by the situation at hand - to do so would be potentially life-threatening, and while Natasha was always prepared for death (because it could happen so easily in her line of work), she wasn’t at the moment ready to die. Only if it means saving all of reality, she mused as she walked up towards the Observation Deck. If anything can clear off all of the red in my's this.
governorkang: (Having fun)

[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-09 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Kang smiled slightly. "The Mr. isn't necessary. We actually have no idea. It may have something to do with our recent liberation from the Daligig, but Stacy hasn't said a word about it."
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-10 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes." This woman was interesting. Kang kind of liked her already, with how easily she seemed to accept the situation and her straightforwardness with wanting answers. Much easier to deal with. "If you're not in one of her blind spots, she'll answer to the best of her abilities. I don't think anyone has asked her; if they have, they haven't shared the information with the rest of us."

He likely would have heard it. He heard lots of things in the tavern.
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-10 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe someone should," Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge at her, smiling. It was a clear invitation for her to do so.
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-10 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Interrogations? Yes, she was very interesting. Kang gestured to the air, "Just speak. Most places on the ship, she can hear you."
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[personal profile] cityship 2012-06-10 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
|| The Daligig attempted to sabotage my pod release programming before they fled. I fought the changes, so instead of pod releases no longer happening, they will occur more frequently, as individuals are ready. ||
governorkang: (Well shit / Disgusting)

[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-10 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Kang muttered a curse, snorting. "Can't say I'm surprised by that."
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-11 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
"We are, yes. It doesn't mean they won't find some way to harass us in the future, though."

Kang didn't believe in sugarcoating things.
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-11 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Kang hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to tell Natasha. He had no idea if she was even trustworthy yet.

"What was your profession in your universe?"
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-11 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
After a few seconds of consideration, the tip of his tail moving slightly as he thought, Kang spoke, "Contact Goliath. He lives in Castle Wyvern, in the City."
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-11 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Kang made a mental note to talk to Dean about Natasha. "He's a good friend of mine. He'll be interested in your information-gathering skills."
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-11 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"He's very serious," Kang smiled. "Watch out for the guard dog if you visit the castle. He looks fearsome, but he won't hurt you unless you provoke him."
governorkang: (This is fun / Go fish!)

[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-12 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, Natasha seemed like someone Kang was going to get along well with. "He's a bit bigger than the average dog. Do you have any questions about life on the ship? It can take some getting used to."
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[personal profile] governorkang 2012-06-12 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"We all find a place for ourselves," Kang nodded. "It's easier for some than others, based on what their life was like before the Ohm showed up."