Natasha Romanoff (
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[She knows he's serious, but in light of how many people she knows who have disappeared in the last month or so, she feels entitled to try to lighten the mood.]
I'm free now. Where am I going?
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Something like that.
Meet me by the lake. East side. I'll have to try to magic you in from there.
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I'll met you in, say, an hour and a half?
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[Though when she arrives, there'll be no sign of him. But that's mostly because he's being a jerk and lingering in a shadow while he waits for her. He can't quite abandon the theatrics.]
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Is it sexist to tell you that your hair looks amazing in the moonlight?
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I don't know. Would you tell a man that if his hair looked as good as mine?
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[You know what? Screw it. He's going in for the hello kiss. Things will never progress if he doesn't do something about them.]
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She's not opposed to it, though she keeps it brief, concern coming into her voice.]
Everything okay? You seem a little worked up.
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[He hesitates.]
I don't share notes with people. It's a big step for me, okay?
[He doesn't force the kiss longer than necessary, instead taking her hand and urging her toward a ridged cliffside.]
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[She gives a little smile, though it's businesslike. Then she concentrates on following him. The terrain isn't much of an obstacle.]
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[He escorts her to a crack in the stone, just a subtle thing easily ignored.]
Okay, so usually I'll just shadow in from here. It'll take a minute to open wide enough for guests.
[He digs his claws into the crevice, and a breeze kicks up from nowhere as he tries to force enough wind pressure into the spot to push aside the heavy boulders sealing a cave opening.]
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Casting a glance from him to the opening:]
This the cave you mentioned before?
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[With a grunt of effort, it dislodges and shifts, rolling away to reveal an entrance just wide enough to accommodate her enlarged form.]
Sorry you had to find out about it that way. Having a Batcave usually isn't this literal.
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[She says it with a frown. At least she has an idea where he disappears to now, though.]
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[Though he amends it a moment later:]
Amelia knows, though. She's the girl I train. She just might be more into this stuff than we are.
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[She tactfully doesn't ask what he means by this stuff.]
Well, I'm here. And I'm ready to see whatever it is you want me to see.
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When things were at their worst in the attacks? She flew over to every attack site looking for survivors. Purest heart I've seen in a long time.
[As he talks, he escorts her to a catacomb network, a near pitch black that doesn't bother his pale eyes in the slightest.]
Can you see all right? I've got some torches around if it gives you trouble.
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[Even if she couldn't, she could feel her way better than she used to be able to.]
How deep does this go?
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[He pauses, making a sharp right turn into a more open space. This one has several banquet tables lined up, filled with monster victims. They're all ostensibly alive, victims of the soul-eater type.]
Okay, here's the part where I start with "don't judge me," and end with "I can explain."
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But it's hard not to expect the worst.]
I'm listening.
[Her tone is low and serious.]
If you can explain this, now's your chance.
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Look. This thing's been affecting people since this whole monster business started. And the ones that end up like this are the only ones who've still got a shot. Physically, there's nothing wrong with them. They have pulses and heartbeats. They can still digest food. They're still alive.
But if I leave them out there, someone's going to assume they're already gone and finish them off. I'm keeping them safe until we've come up with a cure for it.
[And because it makes him feel so good to keep a collection like this. It's satisfying in a way nothing else has ever been.]
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He's not hurting anyone by keeping them here, she supposes. Though he could be feed others.]
So you keep them here, feed them, clean up after them? Do you have any idea how you'll help them?
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I've been trying different things on and off since the start. No luck yet.
[a small, lopsided smile forces its way onto his face as he attempts to make light of something more serious.]
Amelia thinks it's a compulsion. A bunch of her friends are obsessed with collecting things. I used to tell her she was wrong about it. But that time I had to be a vampire? I didn't pick up anyone.
Can't say I really know what the deal is anymore.
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I have heard of goblins collecting things before, though people is stretching it a little. It's an interesting theory, though. What we turn into can get into our heads.
[Her mouth tightens a little.]
Why do I get the feeling this isn't all you wanted to show me down here?
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