#paininsideandout

[born-to-be-mischievous]

"Romanoff? No way. It is you. I haven't seen you since...well you know."

Nat turned her head, surprised to see Frank. She smiled at him, her eyes lighting up a little. "Same old me. You don't look like you've aged a day Castle. How have you been?"

[cherryfinolahobbes]

"So if you're a wizard.. where's your hat?"

Of course, it was always the hat questions and Wong nearly had to hold back from letting the man know what he could DO with a pointy hat.

Wong had more composure than that and took breath, narrowing his eyes at the rough looking man, “I’m not a wizard. I’m a Sorcerer and the Sorcerer Supreme at that. Who are you?”

[ascrambledmessofmuses]

"Rumlow. Thought I smelt you. Hydra assigned you to watch me?" He chuckled. { @paininsideandout }

"Really?" Brock was leaning against the wall, still keeping a little distance. "That's kind of creepy that you'd know my smell. What makes you think you're that important, Castle?"

[guiltburdened]

"Your my mission partner? Consider me slightly impressed I guess. Frank Castle."

"I know who you are, Castle. American Marines. The scourge of mafia underworld." She smiled, as she checked chamber on her handguns, before shoving them both back into the two quick release holsters on her thigh, and below her lower right rib. Her weight shifted to place her hand on the hip of her dark bodysuit. "Didn't expect woman, did you?"

@paininsideandout