Natasha Romanoff ([personal profile] redintheledger) wrote2013-04-01 09:04 pm
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OOM: Milliways; April Fools; Upstairs

after this:

The room they walk into is...a hotel room.

Nicer than a lot, though. A queen-sized bed (the quilt and pillows a deep imperial purple), a small couch in front a decent-size television, a small table with a couple of chairs. Wide windows overlooking the forest, a nice redwood wardrobe, and a closed door to what presumably is the en suite.

Natasha has lived in smaller, and worse, so beyond slanting Clint an amused look once she catches sight of the colour of the bed, she heads straight to the couch. She's going to have to ask him to unbutton her, but first?

She's sitting down out of gratitude that she didn't break her neck on the stairs.
hasthehighground: looking out of the corner of his eye (peripheral)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-05 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty sure they'd think it was something I thought up to cover losing their schematics," Clint says, tone dry. "I'd borrowed some for that stupid USB arrow Sitwell wants."

He takes a drink of his coffee; he doesn't lean into her, but he's careful not to jostle her.
hasthehighground: Natasha and Clint being quiet and happy at each other ([natasha] relaxed)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-05 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
Geeks. Clint laughs, quietly.

"Yeah. It has a tripod-ed targeting system so it'll align for rotational drift as long as the hit's within a 3 millimeter window."

AKA: across the room, at farthest.
hasthehighground: Natasha and Clint being quiet and happy at each other ([natasha] relaxed)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-05 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
Clint smirks, and presses a kiss into her hair briefly.

"And now," he says, drawing back, "it's a plastic longbow."

At least the coffee is some consolation.
hasthehighground: leans forward with eyebrows raised (listening)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-05 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Eh," Clint says, "it'd buy me long enough to get Phil's protection, at least."

Coulson is a terror beyond those known to R&D-kind.

And Clint already owes him too many favors for Coulson to let him die without repaying at least some of them.
hasthehighground: leaned back casually, expression neutral (yeah I'm cool)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-06 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Clint glances sideways to her.

Once he finishes his coffee (pretty soon), he sets the mug down gently on the table with his left hand. He slips his right hand behind her back at the same time, sliding easily over the silk of her slip.

When he straightens, he slips his hand down to her far hip, fingers splayed across the border between silk and skin. "So," he says, far too amused to be anything approaching smooth. "Lounging, huh? That going well for you?"
Edited 2013-04-06 23:33 (UTC)
hasthehighground: Natasha and Clint being quiet and happy at each other ([natasha] relaxed)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-07 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" He presses an open mouth kissed to her neck, breath shaking slightly with nearly-silent laughter. "That sounds like something you might want to fix."
hasthehighground: Natasha and Clint being quiet and happy at each other ([natasha] relaxed)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-14 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
Clint's sitting on the couch, legs propped up on the coffee table, reading a book. He's only a couple pages into it; he came back from the bar maybe five minutes ago. Next to his legs are a thermos and a paper bag (which probably contains baked goods of some variety).

"Hey," he says, pulling his legs off of the table and setting the book down. "Did I wake you up?"
hasthehighground: leaned back casually, expression neutral (yeah I'm cool)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-14 09:37 am (UTC)(link)
Clint grins. "Tomato soup and cheese rolls."

He rolls his shoulders back, rubbing at the back of his head with one hand. "You going to come get it, princess? Because I'm pretty sure your fairy godmother would be kind of pissed if she had to clean soup off the sheets."

Cinderella's the one with the fairy godmother, right? Cool.
hasthehighground: laughing as he walks (laughter)

[personal profile] hasthehighground 2013-04-14 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh no," Clint intones, as he unclips the bowls from the thermos. "What a horrible tragedy."

He grins and bumps his shoulder lightly into hers.

The soup is good, the cheese rolls better; that Milliways has a copy of the original The Evil Dead -- well.

Let's just say the next few hours aren't exactly tortuous.

(Until they find a copy of 2013 remake.)
Edited 2013-04-17 07:27 (UTC)