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Aug 29, 2013 06:29PM
"No one orders me around," Natasha growled. "No. One."
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Natasha looked at Clint. "Let's go," she said.
"I don't have friends," Natasha said. "Try someone who actually feels."
"Too bad. No." Natasha walked to Clint.
"Jail?" Natasha coughed, amused. "As if."
((gtg))
((gtg))
He grabs her and drags her to the door he kicks it down and keeps dragging her she couldn't escape his grip he then drags her to jail
Natasha hit a pressure point of his and jumped out.
((dude, she's got super human speed and strength...))
((dude, she's got super human speed and strength...))
((she's Russian))
Natasha walked back to Clint, in a foul mood.
Natasha walked back to Clint, in a foul mood.
Natasha punched the wall in the computer room. "Clint, I have to go," she said. "Staying here will compromise your safety."
"So I'm leaving," Natasha said. "Can you hear me, Clint?" She sighed. "Good bye."
She sighed. "That kid just tried to take me to prison. If he got me there, I would be dead and then they would come after you. I can't risk your safety."
Natasha put a hand on his cheek. "Hotshot, I can't let them get to you."
"Get out of my head!" Natasha called out.
Natasha hugged Clint back, trying to ignore Connor.
Natasha looked at Clint. "He's in my head," she whispered.
She stumbled back from in. "In. My. Head." She closed her eyes and held one of her guns to her head. "I want him out."
She kept the gun against her head, her finger on the trigger.
Natasha shook her head, backing away from Clint with her gun on her head. "I want him out, Clint."
She shook her head, finger on the trigger. "They're hunting me, Clint, and he's in my head."
Natasha dropped the gun and fell to her knees, fighting off Natalia mentally.
Natasha shook, her eyes clouded with tears.
She buried her face into his shoulder, shaking.
"Let's get away," she whispered.
She looked at him. "There's a movie theatre in town," she whispered. "How about we go there for a while?"
She stood up, her arms still around him. She wanted to tell him that she needed him always, but couldn't, not after what she had nearly done to herself. She picked up her gun and put it away. "Ready?" She asked.




