OOM: Milliways; Lake

[redintheledger]

[Placeholder things! Nat is outside by the lake, walking along the shore. Hiking boots, jeans, a long-sleeved shirt like any normal hiker.

She's thinking about the weapons black market, though, which isn't a particularly normal activity for hikers. Also missing Clint, because she's Nat.]

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[hasthehighground]

Clint walks out of the bar. He's headed for the range, though the briefcase slung over his arm obviously holds his bow, if you know what you're looking at.

Still, her red hair catches his eye. He looks back, and he smiles, changing course.

"Nadine!" He calls, when he's within her hearing distance.

[redintheledger]

For a moment, she's startled. Normally, the power of positive thinking doesn't bring so prompt a reward.

Then she just smiles, and raises her hand.

"Hey you!"

She can meet him half-way. It's polite. And gets him within talking distance faster.

[hasthehighground]

Clint walks right into her personal space, grinning as he puts the bow case down.

He sets his hands lightly on her hips as they kiss, but after a few seconds his left hand drifts up into her hair. He pushes it behind her ear and holds it there, the pad of his thumb resting against her cheekbone.

[redintheledger]

Personal space is overrated when greeting best friends. At least, in Natasha's thinking.

"Nice to see you, too," she says finally, her expression bright.

[hasthehighground]

Clint's thinking there are some things he likes about them being married in Milliways.

He laughs, quietly, and presses a kiss to the corner of her mouth before withdrawing. "How've you been?"

[redintheledger]

"Busy," she says with a sigh, dropping her head to his shoulder briefly before stepping back. "Tired. Pretty...tired."

Her smile is wry: physically, she's fine, but emotionally and mentally, the long missions are taxing.

"Getting up to any excitement in my absence?"