Reply With QuoteTony walked toward her his brown hair fluffed int he wind. His eyes watched her 'Hey there widow' he grinned leanijg back
Natasha walked down the halls of the helicarrier, carrying some files down to the science unit. She walked in, setting them down on a counter and turning to leave. She saw a gift with her name on it on a nearby counter, making her walk over and pick it up. She carefully unopened it, prepared to disarm it if it was a bomb or something. Her eyes lit up as she pulled out a laser gun. It was perfect, it could be fired multiple times without stalling and it could hold five small cartridges at once. She smiled, looking around to see that no one was there. She wondered who had made it, turning it around in her hand and trying to find a thing to identify the maker. But there was nothing, no sign of any thing to identify the maker by. And she would know, she did have advanced knowledge on many weapon makers. She smiled, sticking the gun in her holster. She walked out, walking down some more halls until she got to her room. She walked in, sitting down on her black and red bedspread. She took out her journal, writing down what had happened. She wanted to find out who had made it but for right now she was stuck on the helicarrier. She would have to wait till they landed before she could actually search for the person. And she could wait, she had had to wait for four years to find out who her actual parents were. If she could wait that long, she could wait for anything.
Tony walked toward her his brown hair fluffed int he wind. His eyes watched her 'Hey there widow' he grinned leanijg back
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"Oh, hello stark." She says, her green eyes seeming to glow in the light coming from her lamp. She looked him up and down, seeing he was not in his suit. "What brings you here today?"
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