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[widows_kiss]

"You've reached Natasha. You know what to do."

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[text] 4/23/14, late evening

[assembles]

[It's only after Steve's had a long conversation with Bucky and caught him up on everything he feels safe telling him, only after he's sure that Bucky's sleeping off the long day and what he'd been through before all this—the train, the fall—that Steve feels comfortable sending a text.

He doubts Natasha is asleep. Sometimes he wonders if she's even capable of a full night's rest, though he's not one to point fingers when it comes to that.

This can't wait until morning.]

We need to talk.

[widows_kiss]

[Of course she's not asleep. She had been awake refreshing her memory on the tales of Wonderland however, sprawled comfortably on her bed and enjoying the relative peace and quiet until her phone chirped.

It is late though and she stares at Steve's message a moment with a frown before typing back a reply.]


Well that sounds dire.

6/3 mid-afternoon - text;

[sorryitasedyou]

Heads up - Loki is human - still a MAJOR douche nozzle who needs to remove the stick from up his ass, but human.

I don't know who stripped him of his powers but... yeah.

[Text]

[widows_kiss]

Human? You're certain?

6/3 evening - private - mass text;

[sexandoutrage]

Just a friendly reminder, folks, that our friendly neighborhood alien chucklehead is watching us. Lock your messages, people, even if it's only vaguely important. And if you don't trust that, do it in person.

If he shows up to movie night I'm going to be very disappointed in all of you.

[Private]

[widows_kiss]

Uh oh. Do I want to ask what spawned this friendly reminder?

[private text] backdated to 7/8/14

[assembles]

[Steve has needed a couple of days to let everything sink in. As expected, Bucky hadn't reacted well to learning about his future, and while Steve himself didn't have to struggle with any revelations, it still hadn't been an easy conversation.

So he's been quiet in the days after his birthday, but it really has nothing to do with that. He worked so hard to avoid putting Bucky through the pain of knowing the truth, and yet in the end he hadn't been able to keep it from him forever. Now he's got to wait until Bucky will let him help pick up the pieces.

But there's someone else who could get caught up in this too, and eventually Steve gathers up the composure to contact Natasha. As easy as it would be to just knock on her door, he decides to send a text instead.]

Hey, how've you been holding up?

[He'll ease into it.]

[widows_kiss]

[ Steve easing into anything via text is suspicious in itself, because usually if he needs something, he just comes across the hall to knock on her door. When he does text, it tends to be short and to the point, something she usually appreciates about him.

This, though...

She stares at the text for a moment, brow furrowed in a frown as she considers it before finally typing back a reply. ]

Well enough. What's up?

Just after Loki's post [TEXT]

[anomaliiiiies]

Thought I'll let you know. I'm meeting with Loki in the morning in the dining hall.

Re: Just after Loki's post [TEXT]

[widows_kiss]

Should I be worried?

[dystonia]

[ At the end of the day, when all mirrors are back on the other side and Natasha eventually returns to her room, she'll find the following message written in her mirror. ]

I had fun. - B

text; private.

[hyperkinesia]

[ It takes him a ridiculous amount of time to decide to send her this text, jsyk. ]

Busy this week?

Re: text; private.

[widows_kiss]

[ How ridiculous? ]

All week? Sporadically. Why?

text;

[oversight]

[ It's late when the text comes in, both in hour and in arriving. ]

All that talent and you never once mentioned your passion for interior decorating.

Re: text;

[widows_kiss]

I have a lot of talents I've never brought up.

[ She has no idea what you're talking about, Blake. None at all. ]

[text]

[handing]

[The day after this happens, Natasha will wind up with a short, to the point text:]

How'd your date go last night? :)

[widows_kiss]

[ The things Natasha wakes up to. ]

Who told you I had a date?

[ Guess who forgot to mention running into Pepper? ]

10/09

[disassembles]

Guess what Pepper told me.

[widows_kiss]

[ Oh god. Does the whole team know already? Pepper what did you do. ]

Orange is probably not your color?

Call

[heirtotheshield]

[ He hurts. He's never had a broken bone before and it sucks. ]

I'm not... I'm not able to train for a while. I'm sorry.

[widows_kiss]

[ That uncertain apology doesn't do much to keep her from worrying, and Natasha sits up, frowning even though she can't currently see him. ]

Did something happen? Are you alright?

text;

[oversight]

???

I'm not convinced.

Can I see you?

[ Cryptic? Possibly. But John's pretty sure Natasha's way smarter than necessary, so she should be able to easily decipher his concern. He has to know she's really okay and there's not going to be many ways more accurate than face-to-face. ]

[widows_kiss]

What was I supposed to be convincing about, exactly?

[ Evasion? Her? Nah, never. ]

Hello, Blake.

note.

[araneidal]

[ It's pinned to the door when Natasha returns from breakfast in the morning. A sequence of numbers, signed with ℕ.ℝ. in neat black print. When decoded, it's a set of coordinates to the gym in the house. A timestamp for 0900H, which is long past. The idea isn't punctuality. ]

[ She's in the gym, counting the minutes. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ Natasha shows up a short while later, having had her breakfast and her coffee and perhaps a little poking her nose into places on her way back before she spotted the note. It had been easy enough to find the location of the coordinates, a place she'd glanced in briefly before but hasn't had a chance to break in yet. Reorienting herself with the people and places of Wonderland is still keeping her quite busy, after all.

She saunters in, curious and comfortable and relaxed, to arch an eyebrow at the other woman in inquiry. ]

You summoned?

text; after clint shows up

[araneidal]

GoldenEye or From Russia With Love?

[widows_kiss]

Is today the day of impossible choices?

Text backdated 3/15

[bowsniper]

[One word and he knows she'll know what he's talking about.]

Coulson.

[widows_kiss]

[ Yeah she will, as she had that particular bomb dropped on her at the same time. ]

I see you've been speaking to the new arrival.

text » 1/3

[sorryitasedyou]

Ok so
what would you say if I hypothetically mouthed off to a possible SHIELD agent
one who seemed super interested in my time here

2/3

[sorryitasedyou]

and what if the mouthing off kinda sorta maybe got steve in hot water?
ok maybe not hot, luke-warm

text;

[araneidal]

I have a theory.

[widows_kiss]

Only one?

text » 1/??? Idek.

[sorryitasedyou]

[ After having an initial meltdown via text at Steve, she takes a breath and figures she should text Natasha to lessen some of the surprises when they come back. ]

Bucky's back.

2/????????

[sorryitasedyou]

[ Rephrase, Darcy. That's not gonna mean a whole lot right now to Natasha. ]

He was here before like you and now he's back with no memory of this place.
Again, like you. [ Only Natasha's re-Wonderland 101 was a lot less of a stressful experience. ]

text;

[bowsniper]

I think the cat is trying to kill me.

[widows_kiss]

It's a kitten, Clint.

text »

[catchacold]

marshmallow fluff

[That's it, that's the message.]

[widows_kiss]

[ .... ]

Do we need to call Ghostbusters?