[The video turns on to a pristine white ceiling. The owner had picked it up in their waking, sleepy state. It doesn't turn yet, because the moment the owner opens their eyes, there is a rather unexpected male scream, and the device drops, turning off.]

[It's several minutes before there's a message from the same feed.]

These pranks are out of ( Read more... )

[Natasha had been the one to call for the meeting and it was easily enough done in the privacy of their meeting room. It had not been used yet but it was fully furnished and no one tended to go in unless it was to grab an extra chair and later to return it to the large table in there ( Read more... )

[In the kitchen, Natasha posts up a piece of paper on the refrigerator. It looks suspiciously like a set of house rules.]

( House rules. )

[Aside from dancing, Natasha's a big fan of running. It was another activity that cleared her head, and it allowed her to see more of Aliunde. She had been on the lookout for a larger place, mainly as a base of operations for future Avengers missions should it be necessary. On a couple of her runs, she had seen this one abandoned house, and it ( Read more... )

[Natasha had clearly not set her communicator down correctly, because now it had started filming. She was in her bedroom, which was devoid of most personal things. She had, however, pushed most of the furniture out of the way to give her open room. After stretching for a moment, she began to dance. Natasha was a trained ballet dancer, and every so ( Read more... )

Is there anyone on this frequency? Does anyone copy? Where on Earth - if this is even Earth - is this?

[She sighs. She's frustrated, and it's doing nothing for her mood.] I swear, Stark, if this is your doing, I will find you.

[She pauses, checking over her shoulder.] As if this hospital isn't bad enough...

[There's a flash of movement, and ( Read more... )