OOM: 2011, Helicarrier

It's good to be back on the Helicarrier.

Even if - once she's showered, changed into comfortable civilian clothing, grabbed something to eat - there is a massive amount of paperwork to get started on. She'd started drafting her after-action reporty in her head on the flight over, but she wasn't looking forward to writing the real thing.

Then again, she was pretty sure no one enjoyed writing those things, no matter what had happened.

But before she can start, there is one person she needs to talk to.

"Sir."

OOM: 2011, Chicago, Girls Night

Natasha is, for the record, perfectly ready to go out. A vintage red patterned sundress, light make-up, a pair of red and silver octopus earrings dangling from her ears, and a nicely solid-yet-stylish pair of sandals waiting beside the door (thank you, John Fluevog).

She's perfectly ready, but for the time being, she's going to curl up on her couch with her laptop, and argue with people on the internet about the subtleties of Latin grammar.




(It's nice to care about things that don't actually involve world security, and that's her defense, and she's sticking to it.)