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[redledgerdays]

[Natasha has been laying particularly low these past couple weeks, gathering intel and just generally doing her own thing. she's been back in the city proper a couple days now, but she's only just settling back into her routine and keeping up with the goings on]

You've all kept busy, I see.

[Encrypted to Clint Barton, 100%]
Anything interesting to report?

[/encryption]

[Encrypted to Pepper Potts, viewable to Tony, 100%]
Heard some whispers. Might have some information for you. When are you available?

[/encryption]


[ooc; So after a longer-than-expected hiatus, I'm back with Natasha. Hi everybody]

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[redledgerdays]

[well. Nat can honestly say she hadn't been expecting that. more Asgardians? or something similar, at least, from what she can figure. they are rather lacking on information from Thor, all things considered]

You can call me Natalie.

[old habits]

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[fotlenke]

Natty. It is sweeter.

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[redledgerdays]

[her eye all but twitches, even though Sigyn can't see it]

I'm not overly fond of sweet.

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[fotlenke]

I can tell. Warrior Clint talks in the same manner.

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[redledgerdays]

[the look on her face at 'Warrior Barton' is pretty priceless]

Does he know you call him that?

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[fotlenke]

I think he does now.

Greetings, Warrior Clint!

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[arrowminded]

[Oh man when the women get together]

I've been called worse.

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[fotlenke]

Is he not darling?

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[redledgerdays]

Darling isn't the first term that comes to mind when I think of him.

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[fotlenke]

His face reminds me of a beautiful hawk. His nose is very sharp.

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[redledgerdays]

Does he now? I'm sure he's thrilled.

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[redledgerdays]

[you love it don't lie]

I think she means it as a compliment.

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[arrowminded]

And the bird thing?

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[fotlenke]

Face of a majestic hawk, but the temperament of a prickly hen.

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[arrowminded]

Yeah. Sounding less and less like a compliment.

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[fotlenke]

You have only yourself to blame. You questioned a Vanir's unquestionable graces.

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[arrowminded]

Everything's questionable, lady.

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[fotlenke]

I am no lady. I am a Vanir!

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[arrowminded]

You can't be both?

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[fotlenke]

Ladies do not spear their enemies upon a battlefield.

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[arrowminded]

I know a few who'd probably take offense to that idea.