#themxrksman

[therxssianspy]

[ C L O S E D R P ] +++ themxrksman

"Can't we just have a drink without you giving me that damn look?"

[therxssianspy]

"It's too cold outside for this shit," the spy mumbled under her breath -- the same breath that whisped into white, smoke-  like air when it escaped her mouth. "I swear to god, if the target doesn't show up soon, I'm leaving and telling Fury he never fucking showed up."

[therxssianspy]

[text; arrow in the head]: clint? you there? I know it’s 1am but

[text; arrow in the head]: <-------->>>

[text; arrow in the head]: it's an arrow :)

[therxssianspy]

ripped to shreds +++ themxrksman

"Oh my -- jesus christ! What the hell? Why did she go in there? Why did she walk into that room?! She was literally just ripped to fucking shreds! Shreds! I am never watching another horror movie. Ever. God, that's disgusting..."

For someone who had seen countless acts of gore -- for someone who'd done them -- Natasha was really squirmish when it came to watching them on screen. Perhaps it stemmed from not knowing what would happen next, while on a mission it was planned out. Perhaps it was because the characters were dumbasses. Then again, she also wasn't one to cling to Clint for dear life, but -- there she was.