I Have Some Secrets No One Should Know.
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8 years ago
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inheritorofmemories:

Natasha smiles, tilting her glass at Darcy once more. “Now that, I’ll drink to,” she responds, taking another, slower sip. 

“Good building,” she shrugs, before groaning aloud. “Passed him on the way up. He muttered something about ten years younger, then made a grab for my ass… won’t be doing that again.” Okay, so she’d shed cover just long enough to demonstrate to the man just why so much as touching her was a bad move, but if she’ll be living here for a while, it’s worth it.

“Taser? Now I’m jealous. What model?’

“See! Total creep. Fortunately, I only see him on my days off which aren’t too often.” With a one shouldered shrug, she hitched a thumb over her shoulder. “What say we move to the couch? I’ve been running around all day and my feet are killing me.” She didn’t wait for an answer, already padding over to collapse next to her Union Jack throw pillow. 

“Um, I don’t know. Tony built it after my last one went kaput. A friend of mine bought me one of those Taser shotguns last Christmas, too,” Darcy explained with a slight chuckle and shake of her head. “I swear, you just have one totally legitimate tazing in New Mexico and everyone thinks you have an itchy trigger finger.” 

Natasha follows Darcy over to the sofa, although she takes the opposite end, cradling her wine glass in her hand. She laughs at the story, leaning back against the cushions. “Mind if I kick off my heels?” she asks, although she’s already easing the shoes from her feet with a sigh of relief.

“I always wanted a taser,” she muses, smirking as she recognises the New Mexico story. Oh, this girl was Jane Foster’s assistant - interesting. “New Mexico? Sounds exotic. Isn’t that where that freak tornado hit a year or so ago?” That was the cover story at least - she’s simply testing the other woman now, enjoying the moment as she drinks.