We could have terrorized the wardens together. It would be fun.
I'm in my cabin. I need to get Mila settled, but then can I come borrow your shower? My hair smells like prison.
[It doesn't, really, but it's a good excuse to go over there - both to stop looking at walls that are entirely too prison-like, and to make sure her sister's really still there.]
[ she waits until Yelena is there to comment on the hit and miss where it comes to warden demotions because it speaks to how chaotic things are being run on the barge.
when she arrives, the door is cracked open and Natasha is at the back of her cabin in the kitchen. ]
[With the door left open, it's Mila's greeting bark and the sound of canine footsteps that first heralds Yelena's arrival. She doesn't call out, instead following the dog, trusting her to easily find Natasha.]
[ she's putting out a big bowl of water for Mila when she comes in and when Yelena appears Natasha is making those horrendous gushy sounds while she gets in some pets and ear scritches.
who knew Natasha Romanoff got schmoopy with animals around?
when she looks up she's sporting a raw lip and ... that's about it. ]
You hungry?
[ because she's going to exhaust every other topic she can other than talk about what happened. ]
[Mila is all happy tail-wags, leaning up against Natasha as she accepts the petting that is clearly her due for being such a very good dog.
Yelena, for her part, does not have a tail to wag, but her shoulders drop a little with relased tension as she enters the kitchen and actually sees her sister in the flesh.]
Always. I don't think I've eaten in almost three days.
[ good thing Natasha did some side job during the last port and was able to buy a load of groceries that will easily last until next port, as long as they supplemented with dining room meals every now and then. ]
Mac 'n cheese? Frozen pizza? Soup and sandwiches?
[ she wanders over to the fridge to await the final answer. ]
[It's almost automatic. It's a familiar comfort food from childhood - neither of their adoptive parents had been particularly creative cooks. It isn't really a necessary skillset for supersoldiers and assassins.]
[ which is the reason she has her pantry stocked with the stuff. that and caviar but she also made sure there were several bottles of ranch, sriracha and other hot sauces because that seemed to be the other staples on their pseudo American family table.
she starts on that and glances towards Yelena once the water is on the stove and turned on. ]
I think you would have had to be the one to put me in. Or him in.
[She clicks her fingers at Mila as the dog tries to follow Natasha toward the stove, calling her back to her side. Curious dogs and hot water aren't the best mix.]
[ Natasha follows Mila but passes them both to clear off the table of her notebook and some other items, of which were a small stack of photos that she had printed from her phone during the last port. ]
I think you might be the first to be in them in awhile.
[And she'd done her homework there - while she hadn't been planning to land in Zero, knowing a little about how it's managed is just prudent.]
There was someone else down there - another person pulled in by the flood, I think. But it doesn't seem to be used very often, even with all the violent sprees.
[Does she sound a little bit bitter there? Maybe she does.]
[ it was something she looked into the first time she was there, though once she returned a second time, all her attention was on Yelena.
at any rate, she has every reason to be bitter. Dreykov shouldn't have been there and her sister shouldn't have ended up in Zero, regardless if that's simply how the barge worked
Natasha finishes what she's doing and heads back to the kitchen. ]
And it probably would have been me if Steve hadn't showed up.
I doubt that. Actually killing people on the ship doesn't seem to get people locked up, unless the killer is stupid enough to hit a warden's pet. And Dreykov wouldn't be anyone's pet, even if he was here for more than a couple of days.
[It's part of why she doesn't believe in graduation. She's a killer. She's been a killer since she was a child. Even if she threw all of her knives over the side of the boat and took up weaving, she would still be a killer deep down, at the core of herself.]
You might need that part, if we're ever going to get out of here.
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It would be worth the death hangover, knowing one of us killed him again.
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Where are you?
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I'm in my cabin. I need to get Mila settled, but then can I come borrow your shower? My hair smells like prison.
[It doesn't, really, but it's a good excuse to go over there - both to stop looking at walls that are entirely too prison-like, and to make sure her sister's really still there.]
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Mi casa es su casa, you know that. And bring her along.
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Well, he got murdered by an inmate who took offense, but that's just normal consequences.
I'll be right over.
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when she arrives, the door is cracked open and Natasha is at the back of her cabin in the kitchen. ]
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who knew Natasha Romanoff got schmoopy with animals around?
when she looks up she's sporting a raw lip and ... that's about it. ]
You hungry?
[ because she's going to exhaust every other topic she can other than talk about what happened. ]
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Yelena, for her part, does not have a tail to wag, but her shoulders drop a little with relased tension as she enters the kitchen and actually sees her sister in the flesh.]
Always. I don't think I've eaten in almost three days.
[The days she'd spent...gone totally count.]
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Mac 'n cheese? Frozen pizza? Soup and sandwiches?
[ she wanders over to the fridge to await the final answer. ]
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[It's almost automatic. It's a familiar comfort food from childhood - neither of their adoptive parents had been particularly creative cooks. It isn't really a necessary skillset for supersoldiers and assassins.]
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she starts on that and glances towards Yelena once the water is on the stove and turned on. ]
Sorry I wasn't the one getting you out of zero.
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[She clicks her fingers at Mila as the dog tries to follow Natasha toward the stove, calling her back to her side. Curious dogs and hot water aren't the best mix.]
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[ Natasha follows Mila but passes them both to clear off the table of her notebook and some other items, of which were a small stack of photos that she had printed from her phone during the last port. ]
I think you might be the first to be in them in awhile.
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[And she'd done her homework there - while she hadn't been planning to land in Zero, knowing a little about how it's managed is just prudent.]
There was someone else down there - another person pulled in by the flood, I think. But it doesn't seem to be used very often, even with all the violent sprees.
[Does she sound a little bit bitter there? Maybe she does.]
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at any rate, she has every reason to be bitter. Dreykov shouldn't have been there and her sister shouldn't have ended up in Zero, regardless if that's simply how the barge worked
Natasha finishes what she's doing and heads back to the kitchen. ]
And it probably would have been me if Steve hadn't showed up.
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I doubt that. Actually killing people on the ship doesn't seem to get people locked up, unless the killer is stupid enough to hit a warden's pet. And Dreykov wouldn't be anyone's pet, even if he was here for more than a couple of days.
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Any killing could have landed me either in demoted or in Zero and I'm glad I didn't have to risk either.
[ She comes back to the edge of the counter and looks at Yelena -- completely serious. ]
I said I was going to get us out of here. Seeing him again? Made me tap into a side of myself that I worked long and hard to change.
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[It's part of why she doesn't believe in graduation. She's a killer. She's been a killer since she was a child. Even if she threw all of her knives over the side of the boat and took up weaving, she would still be a killer deep down, at the core of herself.]
You might need that part, if we're ever going to get out of here.