Чёрная вдова

Чёрная вдова natalia ivanovna. natalie rushman. natasha romanoff. black widow a part of coherencerp, loved by liz.

[thenoirspider]

commander-mhill‌:

Maria smirked and shrugged. “You could, whether I’d believe you however it’s a different story.” She approached and stood next to the other woman. “I think we wouldn’t be… Who we are, if we didn’t at least try to explore such a place… I don’t know about you but I have some, minor, trust issues.”

natasha let out a short, amused laugh before turning her gaze onto maria. “money’s on the horse that says you wouldn’t, but then again, you know more about me than most people, hill.” she let a smirk toy at her lips as she looked back towards the painting she was admiring, the work was exquisite and she briefly wondered if in another life, another time, that she could have had the very same portrait. “bold of you to assume i have any sort of trust to give,” nat joked, before nodding, “but yes, i only know about the x-men and mutants from the files i’ve read, it’s always good to get a little personal with them.”

[thenoirspider]

agentmecarter‌:

Peggy was slowly getting to know everyone in this huge place and quickly she noted the woman named Natasha, or more terrifyingly the Black Widow, was one of the Avengers. It felt both odd and reassuring to her that the world had more than just one hero now and bunch of them were strong women. She was looking for the opportunity to meet them and as she spotted the redhead looking at art on the neverending walls, she seized it. “Can’t blame you,” she said with a smile. “It really is a nice school,” she nodded and her gaze fell onto a couple of art pieces before turning back to Natasha. “Shall I play dumb and pretend to meet you just now?” she asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Peggy Carter,” she introduced herself. “It’s nice to meet you Agent Romanoff.”

the exact moment that natasha had to truly examine who it was that had approached her, a warmer, but more subtle smile spread across her lips. peggy carter was a phenomenal woman and one of the few that natasha could easily say that she admired. “you could, and we could continue the game for as long as necessary, after all it’s a part of our skill sets.” she raised a brow and shrugged, turning to face her. “oh, i know all about you, peggy - but it’s nice to know you know me too,” she held out her hand, “you can call me nat, its easier than my last name.” she glanced around before meeting peggy’s gaze once more, “so how’d a lady like you land in a time like this?”

[thenoirspider]

natasha was never one to follow the rules of a house party, mostly because she had her own plans and ideas going on that didn’t matter to the topic of the hosts, but more to her bosses that either told her to take down the hosts or to hack into something. shrugging as she moved under a barrier, she silently made her way through the halls, idly stopping to look at paintings and relics before realizing someone had followed her. raising a brow, she looked to the corner of her eyes and smiled at them, “shall i play dumb and say i was only looking for the bathroom?” she teased, turning to face them. “it’s a nice school, what can i say? i wanted to see it all.”

[alloykineticmind]

The reality stone being lost irritated Erik to no end, then again this whole situation was tiresome already. He doesn’t blame Rogue entirely, keeping the stone safe was a team effort, but sitting around mopping about wasn’t going to get it back either. Though resting was a good idea, you can’t think of function properly without rest, and they were going to need all the brain power that the group of misfits could get.

Erik was in the parlor room, sitting in front of the fire place watching the flames flicker back and forth. It was surprisingly quiet in this area. The sound of music and chattering completely evaporated when he entered and he appreciated the silence. He didn’t feel much like mingling anyway. But the feel over moving metal was approaching closer and closer and Erik resisted the urge to growl at the intruder when they reached the doorway.

“Not interested.” He mumbles out as if the person was a solicitor at his doorstep.

[thenoirspider]

“wasn’t trying to sell you anything,“ natasha spoke calmly, a smirk playing at the edge of her lips as she approached erik. the spy moved silently past him and perched herself in a chair next to a bookshelf, watching him curiously.

tilting her head, she looked away and smiled more to herself before looking back to him. “it’s nice here, never really had the chance to visit the school before.” she paused and looked down at her hands, folding them together and keeping her body hunched protectively. “plus the quietness of this room is... welcome.”

she kept her voice low, wondering if he’d respond to her or ignore her and finding she wasn’t very bothered by either before turning to perch entirely on the chair with her knees to her chest as she faced the fireplace.

[dailywidow]