Excuse me while I get overly excited at the fact that this little guy has 10 followers. -wiggles-
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@razusheniye
Excuse me while I get overly excited at the fact that this little guy has 10 followers. -wiggles-
"I don’t think we’re supposed to be here…"
"Oh you're definitely not supposed to be..."
Traitor, it was a word she did not entirely expect from someone she didn’t know, though she wasn’t surprised. Hands tightened into fists as her widow bites sparked, a small warning as she stood ready. “Do not expect an easy target, if that is why you’re here.”
He watches Natasha's body tenses, showing the signs of preparing for a fight. There is something akin to a smirk on his face, but one could tell it was entirely out of place, a gesture that the young man before her was entirely unaccustomed to doing. "You're not my target, but if you get in my way, I'll kill you." he says in a hollow, emotionless tone.
"We have a mission for you, kid. Find these ladies, and bring them to this location, unharmed.” Rumlow handed over a tablet with the files for Dr. Jane Foster and her grad student, Darcy Lewis. The location was the now seemingly defunct lab where a controlled Dr. Selvig had pieced together the machine that had opened the wormhole over Manhattan.
The weapon took the tablet and begin reading through the files on both Jane and Darcy. "Understood..." he murmured as he read. There might have been a small part of him that was curious as to the importance of these two women, but he wouldn't question orders, it wasn't in his nature. He figured that it must have been their involvement with the Asgardian known as Thor. Once he's read over everything and memorized the drop point, he hands the pad back to Rumlow. "Anything else I need to know?" he asks. "Am I going in alone or will I have a team?"
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❝You’ve never done this before, have you?❞
Faced one of his primary targets? No, he'd never done that before. Though his whole existence had been centered around training him for it. Cold eyes watched the man, studying him and calculating and gauging his every move. "No.... but I've trained since I could hold a weapon for this..." he said flatly.
“Are you Hydra’s new guard dog or what? How is it, guarding something so pathetic?”
"Not a guard dog, that would be an ill use of what I'm capable of." he scoffs. "Hydra is far from pathetic, and I am to be the proof of that." he says, eyes narrowing. He wouldn't attack, not yet. Widow wasn't the target, wasn't his mission. Plus he knew attacking outright would be foolish with this woman, he didn't plan on underestimating her.
Yes, hello I am here and about to get to all my replies! :D I am so excited for all the threads I have. So sincerely thank you to everyone who's even considering RPing with me.
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"Widow..." the young man sneered.
“ You sure you wanna try me, punk? “
The weapon only sneered and raises his gun beginning to open fire. He had no words for a traitor and a failure.
There was something feral about the way she moved.
Scared. Confused. Unpredictable.
Green eyes flickered over the face of the other, trying to pin point exactly where she knew them from. Trying to place the memory that seemed to be long gone, a ghost of a feeling of familiarity lingering in the cortex of her mind.
“Who are you?”
He knew of this woman. Seen photos of her. Read her file. One of the best and brightest to leave the Red Room, far before his time. The Black Widow. The weapon's brows furrowed and his lips curled up into a sneer. "I don't have a name.... and even if I did... I wouldn't tell you.... traitor." he growls.
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