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entrancelogs2018-10-27 04:57 pm
outstandingbalance) wrote in entrancelogs2018-10-27 04:57 pm
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Who: Natasha Romanoff
Where: Various
When: 10/27-10/28
Rating: PG-13
Summary: One dangerous lady just trying to go about her business.
The Story:
[Wonderland gets Natasha restless sometimes. Not because she's an impatient woman. She has to be patient in her line of work. Still, she's not used to staying in one place so long—especially being in one place without something to do. There's no mission here. No one to hire her, and no real reason to take a job even if she were offered one since money is meaningless and no one has enough power to make it worth playing along for their favor.
But all this time doing nothing, keeping her distance, keeping her head down until she sees her time to leave gets under her skin.
She goes about her day radiating a sort of cold challenge, almost daring someone to start something. The threat is palpable, riding just under the surface of her stoic expression as she goes through the motions of her day. Workout. Coffee. Food. Alcohol. More or less in that order. Later in the evening, after she's wasted time on a few glasses of vodka, she can be found on the roof lost in thought.
Not exactly outgoing, but anyone brave enough or curious enough to approach her will get a raised eyebrow and an expectant look, like she can't imagine anyone would walk up to her without a very specific purpose in mind.]
Where: Various
When: 10/27-10/28
Rating: PG-13
Summary: One dangerous lady just trying to go about her business.
The Story:
[Wonderland gets Natasha restless sometimes. Not because she's an impatient woman. She has to be patient in her line of work. Still, she's not used to staying in one place so long—especially being in one place without something to do. There's no mission here. No one to hire her, and no real reason to take a job even if she were offered one since money is meaningless and no one has enough power to make it worth playing along for their favor.
But all this time doing nothing, keeping her distance, keeping her head down until she sees her time to leave gets under her skin.
She goes about her day radiating a sort of cold challenge, almost daring someone to start something. The threat is palpable, riding just under the surface of her stoic expression as she goes through the motions of her day. Workout. Coffee. Food. Alcohol. More or less in that order. Later in the evening, after she's wasted time on a few glasses of vodka, she can be found on the roof lost in thought.
Not exactly outgoing, but anyone brave enough or curious enough to approach her will get a raised eyebrow and an expectant look, like she can't imagine anyone would walk up to her without a very specific purpose in mind.]