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Who: Natalia Romanova and Tony Stark
Where: Stark Tower
When: Between Iron Man 2 and The Avengers
What: That inevitable next awkward encounter.

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[drunkinbots]

Being alive was great. Having SHIELD pretty much tell him they wanted nothing to do with him was great too, for the reason that there were not going to be agents rummaging around his home, appearing out of nowhere, and treating him like a rebellious teenager anymore. Essentially, being Tony Stark was the greatest thing of all and, currently, having 'Thunderstruck' pop up on his playlist was the second greatest thing.

"Come on, Dum-E! I know I programmed better rhythm in you than that." he reprimanded his robot. It was swinging itself back and forth in an attempt to stay in beat with the music that was pounding through the workshop. Tony was moving through the space with it, and it's look alike, not far from him. He'd been reorganizing things around his desks and tables as he went, but had given up on that entirely to dance around instead, head banging as he went, "'And I knew there was no help, no help from you!' That line's for you You, you're worthless

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At Stark's words, Natasha stopped the video and turned off her phone. Turned off, it had no connection to the internet, and thus no connection JARVIS could use to enter and hack into the phone and vanish the video.

Tucking the phone into a pouch, Natasha replied, "It is. As I have been since my conception."

She held out the folder. "Now that redundant introductions are out of the way, I believe your consulting hours are Tuesdays and Thursdays from 15:00 until 17:00?"

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Tony watched her closely with a critical stare, "You sound so sure of that." There was a folder being held out to him then that he glanced to before turning to walk away. Being under his employment he thought she would know better than to hand him things, but perhaps she just wanted out of there fast, as if he would make that that easy for her now.

"Natalie, no wait, what was it again? Sasha? I forget." he pretended to busy himself at his desk, pushing things around, "My consultation hours are for people, one's that usually don't lie to me and break into my home, with consultations, but I doubt you have anything for me the 'useless' representation of a hero for your special initiative. Though, my suits are applicable. You know what, how does that even work? When we are one in the same?"

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It was only due to her training that Natasha kept her face clear of any emotional signs at Tony's unintended jab. There was no way he knew of her background, he didn't know of the manipulation of self she had experienced.

So she ignored it, instead dropping the file into the center of the items Stark was fiddling with. "I am a person, I did not break into your home, I have a consultation, and quite frankly I'm sure you've been lied to by everyone you've ever met. So I believe I fit the requirements of your consulting hours."

She met Stark's gaze with a flat stare. "If you were willing to gift the suit to S.H.I.E.L.D., then you wouldn't be one and the same. As you insist on being the one to man it, you insist on forcing us to consider the field usefulness of you and the machine as a single unit. And that single unit would not be useful within the necessary parameters for the Avengers Initiative."