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black_widow ([info]black_widow) wrote in [info]marvel_legends,
@ 2010-06-10 23:39:00


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Entry tags:black widow, iron man

Homecoming (open)
It was always good to come home. New York was Natasha's favorite city and it wasn't any wonder why she called it home. Six months was long enough to be out on a mission. Sure she had had longer missions, but this one seemed longer than most. She was tired in body and soul. It was time to catch up on some sleep and to catch up with old friends.

If she felt up to it, she may even do some work with the Avengers.

But for right now, it was time for some urban gymnastics. She dove off the balcony of her penthouse and fired her widow's line.



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[info]stark_resilient
2010-06-13 06:42 am UTC (link)
"Oh, I'm sure I can find a dashing man who fits that description for you. He'd even be willing to help that spot between your shoulder blades that gives you so much hell." Tony smiles.

"Tasha...you're still a member of the team in my book. More importantly, you're our friend and we care about you. I don't want to push or pressure you, but I think a lot of things will work themselves out if you let go of what you've been carrying around for so long." he says, his expression now somber.

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[info]black_widow
2010-06-13 06:49 am UTC (link)
"Do we need to stop on our way home for massage oil?" she asked as a small smile came back to her face. "Oh wait, I am talking to you. That means you already have some." The thought of a massage was so nice.

"I know, Tony," she said. Though she didn't show it often or say it, she was very thankful to have friends like him. "I'm just good at carrying guilt around with me. I will stop and see everyone before I leave town again."

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[info]stark_resilient
2010-06-13 06:56 am UTC (link)
"Of course I have some. Remember, I have issues keeping my hands off of you." he says.

They dance through several songs as if they're the only two people in the world.

He's not one for big feelings either, but he appreciates and values her presence in his life, whenever she's there.

"As long as you give it a try, I won't ask for anything more. A wise man said something about getting by with a little help from our friends. That applies to beautiful Russian superspies as well." he tells her, as the fourth song ends and dinner is being served.

"So...I'm thinking we should bow out now. Car's out front. We can be anywhere you want in an hour." he tells her.

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[info]black_widow
2010-06-13 06:58 am UTC (link)
"I remember, but I wouldn't mind a refresher. I am an old woman after all."

She nodded. "I will give it a try." A slow smile. "Well since I am being the one kidnapped, you pick our destination. I promise I won't put up much of a struggle." A pause. "Unless, of course, you'll throw me over your shoulder and do the whole caveman routine."

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[info]stark_resilient
2010-06-13 07:09 am UTC (link)
"Oh, then allow me to jog your memory." he smirks.

"Paris it is. I could use a long weekend, but please, struggle just a little. My caveman is worse than my Russian, so I'll just pretend I'm a B-Movie spy villain and tell you all about my dastardly plans for you.

Except, you'll like them so much, you won't want to escape." he says, ushering her toward the door. He says some quick pleasantries to a few people on the way out and Happy is waiting for them as they step out into the New York night.

"Happy, to the airport, please. The plane is on the tarmac." he orders

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[info]black_widow
2010-06-13 07:12 am UTC (link)
Natasha chuckled. Once they were in the car she leaned over and whispered those dastardly plans in his ear. In detail.

Then she pulled back and smiled. "And then I'm going shopping on your dime."

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[info]stark_resilient
2010-06-13 07:16 am UTC (link)
Tony's eyebrows raise as Tasha goes over those plans, then smiles broadly. Can't this car go faster? He buys fast cars for reasons such as this!

"After all that, I'll even carry the bags myself." he offers. "Then you can set up a fashion show, and I'll be the judge. I'll reserve the right for closer inspection at any time, of course."

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[info]black_widow
2010-06-13 07:19 am UTC (link)
"Of course," she said. "I didn't expect any less. Otherwise I may have to think you're slipping."

Natasha smiled and leaned against him. "Thank you, Anthony. I needed this."

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[info]stark_resilient
2010-06-13 07:26 am UTC (link)
He holds her close. "So did I, Natasha. So did I. And I'm glad it was you."

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