never in the wrong time or wrong place / desecration is the smile on my face
Characters: Erik Lehnsherr & Natasha Romanova | Closed
Location: Outside housing complexes, eventually places.
Planet: Coruscant.
When: 9 PM. Thursday night (aka present time).
What: Erik gets the grand tour of the important things from Natasha, hideousness ensues.
Rating: PG/PG-13?!
Gathering information had always been a strong suit of Erik, who used it plenty of times to ensure he had the necessary background before executing a plan of action. For him, nothing was done without a fail-safe guarantee, but he conceded that risks were necessary, that they would have to be taken in a place designed to through Erik out of his comfort zone. He'd never reveal that to anyone, keeping a cool exterior when it mattered.
The night was calm, unusual if only for the location, but Erik felt briefly at ease as he waited outside of the main doors, scanning around every few moments for Natasha, who had promised him a grand tour and information. She insinuated rather strongly that he not be late, and Erik delivered, waiting outside for a good 20 minutes, watching the comings and goings as part of his usual methodology.
[OOC: Action brackets or logs are totally fine with me! I can do either!]
Location: Outside housing complexes, eventually places.
Planet: Coruscant.
When: 9 PM. Thursday night (aka present time).
What: Erik gets the grand tour of the important things from Natasha, hideousness ensues.
Rating: PG/PG-13?!
Gathering information had always been a strong suit of Erik, who used it plenty of times to ensure he had the necessary background before executing a plan of action. For him, nothing was done without a fail-safe guarantee, but he conceded that risks were necessary, that they would have to be taken in a place designed to through Erik out of his comfort zone. He'd never reveal that to anyone, keeping a cool exterior when it mattered.
The night was calm, unusual if only for the location, but Erik felt briefly at ease as he waited outside of the main doors, scanning around every few moments for Natasha, who had promised him a grand tour and information. She insinuated rather strongly that he not be late, and Erik delivered, waiting outside for a good 20 minutes, watching the comings and goings as part of his usual methodology.
[OOC: Action brackets or logs are totally fine with me! I can do either!]