4th Widows Web - Back dated to Valentines day - dictated

[well_assembled]

I wasn’t expecting gifts but, I guess this place enjoys putting people in holiday moods. Valentine’s day isn’t really an international event so there are probably a few people out of the loop. But it is supposed to be some celebration of caring about people and it’s loosely tied to a few marytrs as I heard the stories.

[She chews a chocolate, it’s actually very good. The first one she had was a lovely chocolate mint, this one was strawberry. They were good but made her thirsty. Nat talked while she headed for the kitchen to get something to wash them down with. She carefully avoided the décor on her way, it was a bit too…over the top.]

I guess enjoy the sweets and sweetness if that’s what all this is about.

[Suddenly she really wanted to talk to Cap, it seemed important, she’d have to track him down maybe after she got a drink.]


(Ok so if you want to run into Nat in the hall you'll get kissed and poor Steve..well..yeah Mint.)

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[whistles_the_blues]

[Blues will be coming up the hall to pass Natasha on her way. He'll nod politely to her as he's about to go by.]

[well_assembled]

[Natahsa inclined her head to the short man as he passed, then she turned on her heel and snaged him by the shoulder and pressed his back hard against the wall.]

Where are my manners? That's no sort of greeting now is it?

[whistles_the_blues]

[Blues tenses up as he's pushed against the wall, he doesn't resist though as he isn't supposed to hurt humans without a good reason.]

Wha? I thought that was completely appropriate.

[well_assembled]

Not on Valentie's Day.

[Natash smiled and leaned in with those whispered words. Her nosed toyed along the edge of his.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[Nothing he was taught about human culture could have prepared him for this. He tries to pull his head back but it just meets the wall.]

And what's so special about valentines day?

[well_assembled]

[Natasha breathed across his lips and smiled slow and wide.]

It's a day to celebrate caring, love, [She brushed her fingers down his cheek softly.] Passion.

[whistles_the_blues]

[All things he couldn't really feel being made of titanium, steel and latex, he wasn't good when it came to physical contact.]

I'll pass.

[His tone was distinctly annoyed now. Those were the last emotions he wanted to celebrate.]

[well_assembled]

But you can't go without a kiss.

[Like it or not, you're getting a kiss Robot boy. Natasha kissed him and it changed completely from the intense first moment to a slowing and then sudden stop.

She pulled back and looked at her poor victim, horrified.]

What the hell just happened?

[whistles_the_blues]

[The intensity wasn't shared. He certainly could have tried harder to pull away, but as annoyed as he was he still wasn't going to risk hurting anyone. The moment she pulled away, he slipped away from the wall and began to back away from her.]

You tell me.

[Probably the most mature answer out there.]

[well_assembled]

If I knew I wouldn't be asking.

[Her anger was not with him, it was at herself, and that bothered her most of all.]

I was just walking down the hall, I saw you and suddenly I was compelled to kiss you...I don't even know you.

[Someone messed with her mind, someone was going to pay.]

[whistles_the_blues]

...Well that's a small blank to fill. You acted on that compulsion.

[He was annoyed himself and that certainly wasn't helping.]

Is this supposed to be some sort of joke? Because I'm not laughing.

[well_assembled]

It's never a joke when someone's will in infringed on.

Look, I'm sorry, I didn't do that because I wanted to, and I'm pretty sure you didn't want it either.

[whistles_the_blues]

Trust me, I know that better than anyone.

[There's a bit of a pause before he answers again. Part of him is still annoyed, but she hit a soft spot with the talk about will.]

Let's just avoid letting that happen again.

[well_assembled]

You can count on it, it wasn't my intention.

[She's backed off and looks honestly disturbed about it.]

[whistles_the_blues]

Then we're good.

[He's a little bothered by all this, he wonders if something like that could have happened to him if the Doctor had have altered his programming.]

Look... You say you weren't in control when you did that, but it's back now. Isn't that what's important?

[well_assembled]

Good.

[Her arms folded, defensive posture.]

I wasn't and that's the problem. The things I am capable of...that was about the least violating thing in my skill set. If others things were .. Nevermind, I'll deal with it.

[whistles_the_blues]

If you say so.

[He Paused for a moment before shifting his arm into the proto-buster (His arm turns into a plasma cannon.) and he holds it up to show her.]

If your other skills were used, it could be dangerous, is that what you meant to say? I can understand that.

[well_assembled]

That's kind of exactly what I meant.

[She looked at the plasma cannon and nodded.]

That looks like heavy duty artillery there.

[whistles_the_blues]

I thought your grip was strong.

[He shifts it back into his hand right after she gets a look.]

Military prototype, that's basically what I was in my world.

[There was a lot more to it than that, but half the truth made for an easy cover story.]

[well_assembled]

It was trained to be.

[She didn't want the feeling of empathy that rose up, she didn't want anything to do with it, but it was there/]

I was something like that too, broken down and rebuilt in a way.

[whistles_the_blues]

I can tell.

[It wasn't exactly something he wanted to do either, even more so after what had just happened between them, but he had a hard time ignoring someone in need.]

Hm. Seems we have a bit in common.

[well_assembled]

More in common than I wished we did, no one should have to go through that.

[Her ultimate plan was to ensure that no one else ever would, but that was beside the point.]

[whistles_the_blues]

True and yet here we are.

[He pauses briefly.]

I'm Break. It's unfortunate that we had to meet under the circumstances we did, perhaps we can work past that?

[well_assembled]

Here indeed.

I'm Natasha Romanoff, I'm not usually very social unless it's part of the job.

[whistles_the_blues]

That's fine by me, I'm not exactly a social butterfly myself. I just meant we can try to look past what brought us together.