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Natasha Romanoff ([personal profile] outstandingbalance) wrote in [community profile] undergrounds 2016-03-19 06:33 am (UTC)

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[There's a few clues for Matt before Natasha speaks up. The sound of a woman in heeled boots. Smell of perfume, something expensive and smelling of crisp roses and warm clove to help cover the lingering smells of animal blood that clings to her. Her body isn't cold, but cooler than the others.

It's Natasha's first night going out. It's—well, it's different for her. Not because she hasn't worked with other people before. She even works well with them. She's a vampire. Vampires are social by nature. More importantly, before that she was KGB and they had to work well in a team. She'd been a woman working in the KGB in the late 50s and early 60s. There hadn't been a lot of room not to play well with others.

She actually has a hard time putting her finger on what makes it so strange. Something about the tone. Something about the way the people here interact. She held back during they're time out, observing.

It might just be because she feels like she doesn't belong here. Like she's faking it.

But if she's faking it, she might as well fake it well. When she happens to run into one of the "team" as she passes by the men's locker room, she pauses for a brief moment, then she says:]


Hey. Matthew, right? I overheard earlier.


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