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thecapitol2014-05-10 10:48 pm
assassinat) wrote in thecapitol2014-05-10 10:48 pm
seemed easier than just waiting around to die; (OPEN)
Who| Nat and YOU!
What| Another newcomer and the fronts she puts on
Where| District 8 floor, shopping area, wherever else
When| With the rest of the newbies
Warnings/Notes| #comics (N/A)
Whoever her abductors were, they were good enough to capture the Black Widow without it being a part of her plan and therefore in doing so have earned themselves her temporary cooperation. It isn't that she wants to rebel (because she does), but there were more important matters to tend to other than pointlessly question those who will deny her significant answers. That and she's had decades of experience when it came to asking questions: these goons aren't going to tell her what she needs to know.
The next best thing is to experience it herself. The first chance she gets to peel away from the other tributes and those watching her, Natasha takes it and explores to her heart's content. If there's something or someone out there she needs to find, she'll be sure to do it before entering a death arena.
➊ (DISTRICT 8 FLOOR)
Natasha's time here is minimal. Just enough to memorize faces, to pick apart those who might seem familiar and those who aren't, and to identify who may be trouble later on. There's no hint to what her skill set may be when she's around others, choosing instead to feign ignorance and charm others with a smile that shows her discomfort. The role she plays today is that of a scared woman, who has just been ripped from an everyday life to participate in a bloodbath. A woman who is petrified of death, but attempts to face it with a brave face.
It's a flimsy mask and Natasha already fears something may slip through the cracks. Her thoughts are elsewhere, but she remains focused on her role until she leaves the Training Center building.
➋ (SHOPPING)
It isn't so out of character for a woman to take up retail therapy when something devastating happens to her, so Natasha lingers in this area for a good amount of time. There's a lot to take in, but more importantly the people are vocal with their conversations so there's plenty of information to be found. This is what she thrives on, the good honest speculation is more reliable than any book she can request at the Training Center.
There's also no harm in looking at what's for sale either. What better way to understand the culture than to look over the absurd things they value?
➌ (OPEN)
OOC | Have an idea or already coordinated something with me? Feel free to hit me up with anything.
What| Another newcomer and the fronts she puts on
Where| District 8 floor, shopping area, wherever else
When| With the rest of the newbies
Warnings/Notes| #comics (N/A)
Whoever her abductors were, they were good enough to capture the Black Widow without it being a part of her plan and therefore in doing so have earned themselves her temporary cooperation. It isn't that she wants to rebel (because she does), but there were more important matters to tend to other than pointlessly question those who will deny her significant answers. That and she's had decades of experience when it came to asking questions: these goons aren't going to tell her what she needs to know.
The next best thing is to experience it herself. The first chance she gets to peel away from the other tributes and those watching her, Natasha takes it and explores to her heart's content. If there's something or someone out there she needs to find, she'll be sure to do it before entering a death arena.
➊ (DISTRICT 8 FLOOR)
Natasha's time here is minimal. Just enough to memorize faces, to pick apart those who might seem familiar and those who aren't, and to identify who may be trouble later on. There's no hint to what her skill set may be when she's around others, choosing instead to feign ignorance and charm others with a smile that shows her discomfort. The role she plays today is that of a scared woman, who has just been ripped from an everyday life to participate in a bloodbath. A woman who is petrified of death, but attempts to face it with a brave face.
It's a flimsy mask and Natasha already fears something may slip through the cracks. Her thoughts are elsewhere, but she remains focused on her role until she leaves the Training Center building.
➋ (SHOPPING)
It isn't so out of character for a woman to take up retail therapy when something devastating happens to her, so Natasha lingers in this area for a good amount of time. There's a lot to take in, but more importantly the people are vocal with their conversations so there's plenty of information to be found. This is what she thrives on, the good honest speculation is more reliable than any book she can request at the Training Center.
There's also no harm in looking at what's for sale either. What better way to understand the culture than to look over the absurd things they value?
➌ (OPEN)
OOC | Have an idea or already coordinated something with me? Feel free to hit me up with anything.
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Even if that Stark isn't who she recalls. Now that has thrown her more out of whack than a new realm who wants her to participate in a gladiator style arena.
In the mean time, she's brushing her hair away from her face and doing everything she can to look presentable to the intimidating stranger.
"No rehabilitation in order to help you get used to it?" Or is this part of their twisted game: forcing them to wear strange armor days before they force them to die? "That sounds cruel... crueler than everything else they've made us do. They haven't made an attempt to score you while you're like this, have they?"
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Granted, Natasha didn't need to know all that. She (hopefully) sees him as a cop and maybe he's old fashioned, but he wants her to see him as a cop first and scared-shitless never. Civilians expected him to be the badge 24/7. A lot of the time they don't want to know that badge has the same problems, the same ability to go oh God we're screwed. Alex flexes his shoulders, something underneath the plating whirring.
Note to self - don't shrug.
"They did. I'm guessing they're fans of the 'toss 'em in and see how they swim' method," Alex says, trying to keep it light. "I'm fine. I'm more concerned about you, Natasha. You going to hold up?"
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She isn't looking for a weakness in him. Only understanding.
Why is it that they've forced this man into a suit like this, but not the heroes she knows wear them?
"Yes, thank you for your concern, officer." There, she can play the part of civilian well as she looks back towards him. "It's a frightening situation they've placed us in, but I'm sure it'll be sorted out soon. They really can't expect women and children--as well as injured individuals--to participate in these sort of games, could they? It's not ethical."
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Actually, she sounds like she's trying to convince herself that it can't happen. Like if it makes any difference saying it outloud.
"It's not," Alex hedges around that first part. He could always straight-up lie to Natasha and if he was working undercover, he would've without even thinking about it. Stuck in the suit like this and suddenly he felt way, way more vulnerable than he liked. He just hoped she couldn't see it in his face or something. "Look, just..Sit tight, I'll see what I can do. Sound good?"
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Natasha knows if he inquires about her, they might just slip that number 12 in front of his face and the act will be for naught. A part of her, as tiny as it was, feels guilty for the facade, but it's easier to make friends this way.
Friends.
Having known a few people who would do anything for her, what good was it to make friends here? They will have to die. She will likely die.
"I don't mean to be rude, but what can you do?"
Think we could wrap up the thread soon
"Not as much as I'd like," Alex admits. "But it's worth a shot. Just hang in there, I'll get back to you."
Sounds good to me
Natasha takes a step back to give him his space. Something like that and with limited experience must mean he struggles with movement constantly. She's not going to embarrass him further by making him have to ask her to move.
"I'm in District 8, if you could come by that suite floor once you find out."
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torture devicecradle and sedate him to sleep. He just hopes she doesn't decide to be proactive and check up on his progress while he's like...that. "See you around, Natasha."He pivots, the movement divided into segments of head, chest and then hips, and heads off. Alex can't shake the feeling Natasha is going to be the first of a growing list of people he'll disappoint in the Capitol.