[action // two posts in one because i'm not going to spam the comm // locked to Steve and Loki]

[goodinleather]

[To Steve, Backdated to the night of this post]

[She had promised Thor she'd at least see Steve before she left. She was pretty sure he was still upset with her, considering she had all but lied and avoided him the past few weeks. She hadn't told anyone about what she was doing, especially him

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[originalavenger]

[ He wasn't sure, exactly, who'd be bothering him so he didn't think anything of pulling himself away from his bed, the book he was reading, and the dog on his lap. But when he sees who it is, he's less than thrilled. He's not slamming the door in her face, though. ] Natasha.

[goodinleather]

Steve, I-

[She pauses, looking down for a moment. She half expected him to be asleep at this time of night. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other.]

I know it's something you probably doing want to hear right now, but I came to say I'm sorry.

[originalavenger]

You're sorry? [ She was right. It wasn't something that he wanted to hear. He swallows, glancing from side to side before pulling her into his room and closing his door. It was late, and it wasn't proper to have an argument on the steps, so to speak. ] That's not going to cut it.

[goodinleather]

I was pretty sure it wasn't going to. [She starts after he pulls her in. In a way, she's thankful. They don't need their dirty laundry aired in public.]

I told you my reasons, Steve. I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

[goodinleather]

I'll meet you there in an hour? How does that sound?

[goodinleather]

[and action!]

[Natasha doesn't reply, but right on schedule, she shows up at Frigga's. She enters, her face a mask of neutrality. During every mission, she's always concerned about things going wrong, about the op messing up and her having to go to a backup plan. She doesn't let it show; even her body language suggests that she's completely fine.

She's dressed impeccably, like always, a simple clutch in her hand. It's mainly to conceal her weapon, because really, where would you hid a holster in a gorgeous dress and heels?]