It took Nat a lot longer to get ready, not because she was stewing over her appearance, but because she was trying to decide if she wanted to go back to using Clint to scratching that itch again. It'd been a while since they'd done this sort of thing. She couldn't say she didn't miss it, because she did. It was only that their friendship had grown further and so had her affection for him.
Itches were there to be scratched and she didn't really want any added stressors to her life, not that Clint had ever been stress. He was always the opposite. He was the one she went to when life was overwhelming her. He was ... something akin to what home might be for her. She could get away and find safety in a bottle of wine, good conversation and laughter. That's why this was difficult, mixing it all up sometimes could get a little confusing for that good ole' female brain, even Nat's.
Still, she was there when Clint knocked at the door, smile wide on her face. Her red hair swung about her shoulders loose and free. She hadn't bothered to dress up, wearing light cotton pants and a long sleeved half top that matched. It suited her figure and was comfy to boot.
"Hey handsome. Get on in here, and let's crack open those bootlegged bottles. I'm so glad you swiped them from Tony. He totally owes it to us." She offered Clint a hug and a kiss on the cheek as he walked by. He knew where things where and so she didn't bother to show him, merely followed him back to her kitchen and leaned against the counter, letting him serve her tonight.
[Knowing Steve's tendency to dress up for most all occasions known as dinner dates, Nat did the same and wore one of her nicer black dresses for him. It might have been short, but it did exactly what it was supposed to.
She showed at the door with a glass of wine, and a smile.] Hey there. Do we have time for a glass, or should I go get my heels on to meet you on your bike. I made sure to wear a dress that stretches.
[She laughed, and pulled up at the leg, revealing a bit of thigh where it met her garter belt. It was done directly to make Steve blush, but she couldn't help herself. It was half the fun.]
[It takes her but a second to down the glass of wine in her hand, and once that's gone she swings back to her bedroom and gathers up the shoes she'll be wearing. They are completely impractical, but absolutely stunning with the dress-- exactly how they should be.
Stalking back out, she spins for Steve's pleasure, and then grabs a small tight little leather jacket she had sitting by, sleek and black, of course. ]
Jacket covered, anything else you think I might need? I've got my gun in my tiny little... [She just winked at him, and then laughed shaking her head. It didn't mean that she wasn't packing, but where-- well, she'd never actually tell. Knives were easier to hide in outfits like this anyway.]
Clint grins at Nat when she opens the door, holding up the two bottles of wine that he'd brought over. "I doubt that he'll even miss them," he replies. "He had so many different ones in there." Clint is not a wine connoisseur, so he just assumes that all wine is essentially the same. He's never noticed a difference between $5 wine for the bodega down the street and whatever Tony gives them.
He follows Natasha into the apartment and goes directly to the kitchen to pull out the cork screw. He uncorks both bottles both because he's sure they'll drink them and because they need to breathe or something. Clint doesn't know what that means, but it's fine. He's just doing what Tony always says to do.
After a few seconds, he's determined that the first bottle has breathed enough, so he pours them each a glass. "So did that guy from the bar ever message you back? And if he didn't, are you sure he's not dead?"
Over the years Natasha has learned a bit or two about various alcoholic beverages. It's all a part of her gig. She has to know a lot about a lot. There's a literal filing cabinet in her head. Tony Stark did wine well, but she wouldn't have minded sharing a few brews with Clint either. It was only an excuse and she knew it. She needed to see him, to be with him again. It was time.
"That man has a wine cellar that puts most major stadiums to shame." She laughed. Maybe it was smaller than that, but she'd been through a few floors of one of them. That was only the one he happened to have at his house. She didn't bother to mention the fact that he owned a few wineries in general.
Moving closer to Clint she comes up behind him and settles her chin on his shoulder. She likes that he's the right height to rest it there. Inhaling his scent settles any nerves she had about being here again, doing this again. One hand slips around his waist and she noses against his back. "No, he didn't call, and I'll let him live one more day. I've got you here now and more important things on my mind."
[Natasha wouldn't be herself if she wasn't always prepared, and that included weaponry along with condoms. A girl has to have her prerogatives. She laughs at his question as the move out to the bike.
It's a beauty, and always has been. Running her fingers over it she whistles lowly.]
You never know what trouble I'll find by the end of the night when I'm with you. You know Steve. I'd almost say your bike is as good looking as you, but I can't quite bring myself to it. You're a little too handsome.
[She brings her fingers up to his cheek and taps it a few times, waiting for him to maneuver it around]
Never bad. I always like your company and that's one hundred percent the truth.
[It's funny, Natasha may lie for a living but when it comes down to her real relationships she does her best to be as honest as she can. There might be times when she has to withhold things for work, but at times like this she'd never be false with Steve, not when she can look him in his blue eyes and feel her heart stumble a little.
There's a smile when he pushes her hair back. She slips on the bike behind him and slowly wraps her arms around him. It's a good feeling.]
Thank you. Yes, it is new. I got it for the evening. I knew I'd need something to go with the dress on the bike.
[Not many men would notice a new jacket, leave it to Steve. She squeezes his sides and lays her head against his back for a brief second, letting a rare second of vulnerability to wash over her before she turns it back and sets it on his shoulder.]
Are you trying to impress me? Nat, you know you don't need to do that.
[ But even as he says that, it does work, and he starts their drive to the restaurant. Even her cheek on his back feels natural, but of all the Avengers, he also thinks that she's the most physically affectionate with him, so that makes sense.
Really, he adores the time they spend together. They don't really understand each other, not in the way of life experiences or anything, but he thinks that they sort of get each other in the ways that matter. ]
[It was refreshing to find someone like Nate to have a conversation with. He'd kept her wits entertained and had her laughing off and on for the better portion of a day as they texted off and on for a while.
The radio silence preceding the date was appreciated as well. It offered exactly the right amount of anticipation. Natasha had taken out Nate's photo several times in the interim and reviewed their conversation to laugh and smile as she waited for ten am.
Being prompt, Nat had been to the museum fairly early and scouted it out to make sure there was nothing that was going to go backwards for them. Her past didn't need to come creeping up in the middle of a date in such a large place. It was a logistical nightmare, but she was extremely cautious.
That was another reason for meeting inside. There's far more cover inside than out. Settled up against one of the welcoming desks, Natalie waits with a brochure, flipping back and forth, trying to figure out what they should do first. ]
[It's not every day that Nat gets the opportunity to go out on something that's akin to a real date, that's with a real person and not for the job. She felt like dressing it up. Plus, after the laugh she'd had about the name of the place, she'd been in a good mood and a trip shopping only kept the mood going.]
You know I always dress to impress.
[then she downgrades and smiles softly behind his back, enjoying the beginnings of the wind as they move down the street, slow at first through the neighborhood.]
I know Steve. It's been crazy, and I wanted to feel nice for tonight, for you, for me. Sometimes a woman needs to dress up for herself to feel good inside. It's a girl thing. I promise.
[maybe they've had very different life experiences, but she's got an affection for Steve that's very genuine. He's honest and forthcoming, not a lot of people are. That means a lot in Nat's book. Not to mention, he's always accepted her, even with her past, even when they're angry at one another they don't fight dirty. They get through it, and make up on the other side.
When the bike speeds up, it makes it harder to talk and so Nat goes back to resting her head against Steve's back until they get there. Maybe it's giving into that girly side again, but she'll let herself if only for tonight.]
[There are very few people in the world who can sneak up on Natasha, but Nate isn't like most people and for once she may have met someone who is actually on her level skill wise. Not that he would ever use his skills against her, but it does mean that for once someone is able to get within five feet of her without her noticing right away.]
Miss Romanoff.
[His voice is a deep pleasant baritone and he gives her a little nod in greeting. In person she'll notice two things right away: one is that he is extremely tall, six foot five, which makes the fact that he was able to go unnoticed extra impressive. And two: He is dressed in a sharply tailored all black suit and is wearing black leather gloves, even though it isn't cold outside.]
Well, in any case Nat, you always look nice. But I do like this on you.
[ The new clothes, the makeup, the hair. It's a good look, not that she needed any help in that department. Anyway, he only says these whenever they're at a stoplight, since he doubts she'd be able to hear him otherwise.
Eventually they get to the restaurant, and it takes him a few minutes to find parking. ]
I hope this place is good. The reviews are great.
And if it's not, well, we can always ditch and go get pizza.
[Unsuspecting, Natalie waited quietly and rather unassuming. She was dressed in something that was rather different than the all black, leather wear that she was often found in. It felt good. Change was warranted every now and then. There was a slight shuffle that altered her to someone moving only a second before she heard Nate's voice. Impressive, extremely impressive.
Turning, she lifted her brows and curled her lips appropriately.]
Well, I'll be. You got me. That was very good, Nate.
[There's a quick and subtle glance that takes in all the cursory information that she needs to know and commits it to memory before she takes a glance as the woman she is, drawing in the more subtle details. His face his softer and more youthful than she expected, so incredibly handsome.
Then there's his height. Wow. She takes a step in closer and then pauses, remembering what he said about being different, and where she might have taken his arm, she pauses.]
You look amazing. I'll say I am not disappointed, you are far better in person than your picture. It does not do you a lick of justice.
[It's true, and she does always enjoy the compliments when they're genuine. It's one thing when a guy looks her over like a piece of meat to be had at his leisure, but it's different when a man notices her for who she is and then takes the parts she worked hard to spruce up and enjoys those effects on her.
Once they find parking, Nat gives him one last squeeze and then slides off the bike, undoing her hair from the updo she'd fashioned it into for the ride and letting it cascade around her face and shoulders. ]
Pizza's never a bad option. I think this will work out for us though.
[She walks up to the door and pauses, knowing that Steve is old-fashioned and will always open a door for a lady. That done she walks through and up to the hostess stand, letting him speak since he set the reservations.]
[Even with that slight smirk, he's still impossibly handsome. Natalie laughs and shakes her head.] Wait, did you just insult me? I think you did, buster. I might have to kick your ass. [still laughing, she takes his arm and give it a little squeeze, then leans up to tap a kiss to his cheek for being absolutely adorable.]
I mean telling me that my picture is just as pretty as I am. What kind of a man are you. Tsk, tsk...
[it's said in a whisper and with more laughter as she points them in the direction of the first room, the enlightenment room. It's got a whole slew of statues from various ages and places, along with vases and scrolls. It's a very general room with a myriad of things that are newer to the museum and on display before they make it back to the rooms they will be placed in for good.]
Thank you, though, really. You're a sweetheart. This is the enlightenment room. It's not from that period as you can tell, but it's the room to get everywhere else pretty much.
I was actually trying to insult myself but if it means that you'll kick my ass then perhaps I should adjust my wording even more.
[He teases back, his smirk growing because lord knows he loves a woman who can fight and he knows she's probably one of the best. The kiss to his cheek is unexpected but appreciated and as they walk towards the enlightenment room he take the opportunity to look again at her features and her hair which is the most beautiful shade of red he's ever seen.]
I suppose as a center point the name makes sense, since you seem to know this place better than me I'll let you take the lead.
[ Well, the other thing is that Steve would never look at her as a piece of meat because he doesn't tend to look at anyone that way, even when they want him to. ]
I do have a good feeling about it. And I'm getting a load of naan.
[ Steve could singlehandedly keep a business afloat with the amount that he consumes, so it's a good thing that he's getting a stipend from Tony now that SHIELD is no longer. ]
I noticed, but you're not allowed to insult yourself on my watch. I'll only kick your ass harder if that's what you're into.
[she gave him a small wink, smile grinning wider. She loves a man who isn't afraid of her strengths and yet knows how to treat her like the lady she is as well. There's a delicate balance to having both sides, and Nat doesn't get that often. She strokes her hand down along his arm gently, and points out a few exhibitions that interest her, one on some early interpretations on the rosetta stone.]
Have you had the chance to see the piece of the stone that they have here? I was going to ask which area we wanted to demolish today, but if you haven't seen it or the giant frieze that that they stole from ancient greece from the front of the Parthenon, it's completely worth it.
I might be, guess you'll have to be around me for longer to find out for sure.
[He says, tipping her a wink back. The way she strokes her hand down his arm feels nice and since he is completely covered all she will notice is that he has strong well muscled arms.]
I saw it a long time ago so I'd like to see it again if that's all right. Also I have an amusing story about the rosetta stone if you'd like to hear it.
[That's what she was getting at. He's a one of a kind and removed from most of the guys around Natasha. No matter what or how it goes in the long run. It's a welcome change and she enjoys being around his old fashioned manners, and chivalrous nature.
Following him inside she follows the hostess to their table and settles in as they wait for their wait staff.]
I just wanted to confuse you with the name.
[she laughs and takes the menu the host comes back with, having forgotten to drop them off earlier.]
No, really. It looked good and I was in the mood for some curry. It's been a little while since I've had some, and I heard this place had decent reviews. Gotta hit up all the new joints.
Naan is delicious. I'm right there with you.
[Natasha glances over the menu, and beyond the quail, she wants the chicken dish as well, making her order pretty simple. She knows that Steve will order enough for her to nibble on things here and there if she wants.]
Hint caught, and challenge accepted, reversed and handed back.
[there's a smile and a tiny little bite to the corner of her lip that's meant completely to draw his eyes there before it slips out and she nods with enthusiasm. ]
Yes, I would love to hear your story. I am a sucker for a good story about relics. No matter how many times I go down any of these wings of the museum, I still find something new or different. Even when I'm looking at the exact same thing, it renews my interest all over again. Maybe it's because I have to be a history nerd for my job, or because I love the subject somewhere I never knew. It's always brought me deep interest to see things from so long ago. The stories they share of people who lived and are gone, yet still speak through the things they left behind.
[She thinks about some of the places she's been, and the ground she's walked. The evil, or good that seems to permeate various places. It's not so bad that it taints the place, but it does tell a story. She wonders quite often if what she's done will tell her story after she's gone.]
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Date: 2023-07-09 02:16 pm (UTC)It took Nat a lot longer to get ready, not because she was stewing over her appearance, but because she was trying to decide if she wanted to go back to using Clint to scratching that itch again. It'd been a while since they'd done this sort of thing. She couldn't say she didn't miss it, because she did. It was only that their friendship had grown further and so had her affection for him.
Itches were there to be scratched and she didn't really want any added stressors to her life, not that Clint had ever been stress. He was always the opposite. He was the one she went to when life was overwhelming her. He was ... something akin to what home might be for her. She could get away and find safety in a bottle of wine, good conversation and laughter. That's why this was difficult, mixing it all up sometimes could get a little confusing for that good ole' female brain, even Nat's.
Still, she was there when Clint knocked at the door, smile wide on her face. Her red hair swung about her shoulders loose and free. She hadn't bothered to dress up, wearing light cotton pants and a long sleeved half top that matched. It suited her figure and was comfy to boot.
"Hey handsome. Get on in here, and let's crack open those bootlegged bottles. I'm so glad you swiped them from Tony. He totally owes it to us." She offered Clint a hug and a kiss on the cheek as he walked by. He knew where things where and so she didn't bother to show him, merely followed him back to her kitchen and leaned against the counter, letting him serve her tonight.
For @pursuitofcappiness
Date: 2023-07-09 07:29 pm (UTC)[Knowing Steve's tendency to dress up for most all occasions known as dinner dates, Nat did the same and wore one of her nicer black dresses for him. It might have been short, but it did exactly what it was supposed to.
She showed at the door with a glass of wine, and a smile.] Hey there. Do we have time for a glass, or should I go get my heels on to meet you on your bike. I made sure to wear a dress that stretches.
[She laughed, and pulled up at the leg, revealing a bit of thigh where it met her garter belt. It was done directly to make Steve blush, but she couldn't help herself. It was half the fun.]
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Date: 2023-07-10 01:10 am (UTC)[ And he also isn't affected by alcohol. But then, he gulps as the breath escapes his throat, but he ignores it.
Nat's just being. Nat. ]
You sure you won't need a jacket?
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Date: 2023-07-10 01:41 pm (UTC)[It takes her but a second to down the glass of wine in her hand, and once that's gone she swings back to her bedroom and gathers up the shoes she'll be wearing. They are completely impractical, but absolutely stunning with the dress-- exactly how they should be.
Stalking back out, she spins for Steve's pleasure, and then grabs a small tight little leather jacket she had sitting by, sleek and black, of course. ]
Jacket covered, anything else you think I might need? I've got my gun in my tiny little... [She just winked at him, and then laughed shaking her head. It didn't mean that she wasn't packing, but where-- well, she'd never actually tell. Knives were easier to hide in outfits like this anyway.]
Come on, let's go.
Re: for @deathbeforedecaf
Date: 2023-07-10 04:00 pm (UTC)He follows Natasha into the apartment and goes directly to the kitchen to pull out the cork screw. He uncorks both bottles both because he's sure they'll drink them and because they need to breathe or something. Clint doesn't know what that means, but it's fine. He's just doing what Tony always says to do.
After a few seconds, he's determined that the first bottle has breathed enough, so he pours them each a glass. "So did that guy from the bar ever message you back? And if he didn't, are you sure he's not dead?"
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Date: 2023-07-10 04:48 pm (UTC)[ He's happy to just hang out for a bit while she finishes her wine anyway, but it's no problem if she just wants to down it, either.
He raises a brow. ]
What kinda danger do you think we're gonna get into?
[ But he knows she's just being careful and they've had some interesting run-ins.
He leads her out to the bike. ]
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Date: 2023-07-10 08:44 pm (UTC)"That man has a wine cellar that puts most major stadiums to shame." She laughed. Maybe it was smaller than that, but she'd been through a few floors of one of them. That was only the one he happened to have at his house. She didn't bother to mention the fact that he owned a few wineries in general.
Moving closer to Clint she comes up behind him and settles her chin on his shoulder. She likes that he's the right height to rest it there. Inhaling his scent settles any nerves she had about being here again, doing this again. One hand slips around his waist and she noses against his back. "No, he didn't call, and I'll let him live one more day. I've got you here now and more important things on my mind."
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Date: 2023-07-11 06:46 pm (UTC)It's a beauty, and always has been. Running her fingers over it she whistles lowly.]
You never know what trouble I'll find by the end of the night when I'm with you. You know Steve. I'd almost say your bike is as good looking as you, but I can't quite bring myself to it. You're a little too handsome.
[She brings her fingers up to his cheek and taps it a few times, waiting for him to maneuver it around]
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Date: 2023-07-12 03:53 am (UTC)[ He smiles at her fondly, and then reaches over to brush a lock of hair behind her ear. ]
You look nice, by the way.
Is that a new jacket?
[ He gets on the bike and makes some room for her to get on. ]
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Date: 2023-07-12 10:38 am (UTC)[It's funny, Natasha may lie for a living but when it comes down to her real relationships she does her best to be as honest as she can. There might be times when she has to withhold things for work, but at times like this she'd never be false with Steve, not when she can look him in his blue eyes and feel her heart stumble a little.
There's a smile when he pushes her hair back. She slips on the bike behind him and slowly wraps her arms around him. It's a good feeling.]
Thank you. Yes, it is new. I got it for the evening. I knew I'd need something to go with the dress on the bike.
[Not many men would notice a new jacket, leave it to Steve. She squeezes his sides and lays her head against his back for a brief second, letting a rare second of vulnerability to wash over her before she turns it back and sets it on his shoulder.]
Ready whenever you are Captain my Captain.
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Date: 2023-07-12 04:53 pm (UTC)Are you trying to impress me? Nat, you know you don't need to do that.
[ But even as he says that, it does work, and he starts their drive to the restaurant. Even her cheek on his back feels natural, but of all the Avengers, he also thinks that she's the most physically affectionate with him, so that makes sense.
Really, he adores the time they spend together. They don't really understand each other, not in the way of life experiences or anything, but he thinks that they sort of get each other in the ways that matter. ]
@captain_bitterness
Date: 2023-07-12 07:08 pm (UTC)[It was refreshing to find someone like Nate to have a conversation with. He'd kept her wits entertained and had her laughing off and on for the better portion of a day as they texted off and on for a while.
The radio silence preceding the date was appreciated as well. It offered exactly the right amount of anticipation. Natasha had taken out Nate's photo several times in the interim and reviewed their conversation to laugh and smile as she waited for ten am.
Being prompt, Nat had been to the museum fairly early and scouted it out to make sure there was nothing that was going to go backwards for them. Her past didn't need to come creeping up in the middle of a date in such a large place. It was a logistical nightmare, but she was extremely cautious.
That was another reason for meeting inside. There's far more cover inside than out. Settled up against one of the welcoming desks, Natalie waits with a brochure, flipping back and forth, trying to figure out what they should do first. ]
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Date: 2023-07-12 08:55 pm (UTC)You know I always dress to impress.
[then she downgrades and smiles softly behind his back, enjoying the beginnings of the wind as they move down the street, slow at first through the neighborhood.]
I know Steve. It's been crazy, and I wanted to feel nice for tonight, for you, for me. Sometimes a woman needs to dress up for herself to feel good inside. It's a girl thing. I promise.
[maybe they've had very different life experiences, but she's got an affection for Steve that's very genuine. He's honest and forthcoming, not a lot of people are. That means a lot in Nat's book. Not to mention, he's always accepted her, even with her past, even when they're angry at one another they don't fight dirty. They get through it, and make up on the other side.
When the bike speeds up, it makes it harder to talk and so Nat goes back to resting her head against Steve's back until they get there. Maybe it's giving into that girly side again, but she'll let herself if only for tonight.]
<3
Date: 2023-07-12 09:38 pm (UTC)Miss Romanoff.
[His voice is a deep pleasant baritone and he gives her a little nod in greeting. In person she'll notice two things right away: one is that he is extremely tall, six foot five, which makes the fact that he was able to go unnoticed extra impressive.
And two: He is dressed in a sharply tailored all black suit and is wearing black leather gloves, even though it isn't cold outside.]
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Date: 2023-07-13 02:25 am (UTC)[ The new clothes, the makeup, the hair. It's a good look, not that she needed any help in that department. Anyway, he only says these whenever they're at a stoplight, since he doubts she'd be able to hear him otherwise.
Eventually they get to the restaurant, and it takes him a few minutes to find parking. ]
I hope this place is good. The reviews are great.
And if it's not, well, we can always ditch and go get pizza.
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Date: 2023-07-13 03:22 pm (UTC)Turning, she lifted her brows and curled her lips appropriately.]
Well, I'll be. You got me. That was very good, Nate.
[There's a quick and subtle glance that takes in all the cursory information that she needs to know and commits it to memory before she takes a glance as the woman she is, drawing in the more subtle details. His face his softer and more youthful than she expected, so incredibly handsome.
Then there's his height. Wow. She takes a step in closer and then pauses, remembering what he said about being different, and where she might have taken his arm, she pauses.]
You look amazing. I'll say I am not disappointed, you are far better in person than your picture. It does not do you a lick of justice.
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Date: 2023-07-13 05:06 pm (UTC)I'll take that as a critique on my photography skills then, which pale in comparison to yours obviously.
[Especially considering the photo she sent him.]
You look stunning as well, shall we? [He asks and offers her his arm.]
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Date: 2023-07-13 05:44 pm (UTC)[It's true, and she does always enjoy the compliments when they're genuine. It's one thing when a guy looks her over like a piece of meat to be had at his leisure, but it's different when a man notices her for who she is and then takes the parts she worked hard to spruce up and enjoys those effects on her.
Once they find parking, Nat gives him one last squeeze and then slides off the bike, undoing her hair from the updo she'd fashioned it into for the ride and letting it cascade around her face and shoulders. ]
Pizza's never a bad option. I think this will work out for us though.
[She walks up to the door and pauses, knowing that Steve is old-fashioned and will always open a door for a lady. That done she walks through and up to the hostess stand, letting him speak since he set the reservations.]
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Date: 2023-07-13 06:31 pm (UTC)Wait, did you just insult me? I think you did, buster. I might have to kick your ass. [still laughing, she takes his arm and give it a little squeeze, then leans up to tap a kiss to his cheek for being absolutely adorable.]
I mean telling me that my picture is just as pretty as I am. What kind of a man are you. Tsk, tsk...
[it's said in a whisper and with more laughter as she points them in the direction of the first room, the enlightenment room. It's got a whole slew of statues from various ages and places, along with vases and scrolls. It's a very general room with a myriad of things that are newer to the museum and on display before they make it back to the rooms they will be placed in for good.]
Thank you, though, really. You're a sweetheart. This is the enlightenment room. It's not from that period as you can tell, but it's the room to get everywhere else pretty much.
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Date: 2023-07-13 10:06 pm (UTC)[He teases back, his smirk growing because lord knows he loves a woman who can fight and he knows she's probably one of the best. The kiss to his cheek is unexpected but appreciated and as they walk towards the enlightenment room he take the opportunity to look again at her features and her hair which is the most beautiful shade of red he's ever seen.]
I suppose as a center point the name makes sense, since you seem to know this place better than me I'll let you take the lead.
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Date: 2023-07-13 10:27 pm (UTC)I do have a good feeling about it. And I'm getting a load of naan.
[ Steve could singlehandedly keep a business afloat with the amount that he consumes, so it's a good thing that he's getting a stipend from Tony now that SHIELD is no longer. ]
What made you pick this place?
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Date: 2023-07-13 11:17 pm (UTC)[she gave him a small wink, smile grinning wider. She loves a man who isn't afraid of her strengths and yet knows how to treat her like the lady she is as well. There's a delicate balance to having both sides, and Nat doesn't get that often. She strokes her hand down along his arm gently, and points out a few exhibitions that interest her, one on some early interpretations on the rosetta stone.]
Have you had the chance to see the piece of the stone that they have here? I was going to ask which area we wanted to demolish today, but if you haven't seen it or the giant frieze that that they stole from ancient greece from the front of the Parthenon, it's completely worth it.
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Date: 2023-07-14 01:36 am (UTC)[He says, tipping her a wink back. The way she strokes her hand down his arm feels nice and since he is completely covered all she will notice is that he has strong well muscled arms.]
I saw it a long time ago so I'd like to see it again if that's all right. Also I have an amusing story about the rosetta stone if you'd like to hear it.
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Date: 2023-07-14 10:27 am (UTC)Following him inside she follows the hostess to their table and settles in as they wait for their wait staff.]
I just wanted to confuse you with the name.
[she laughs and takes the menu the host comes back with, having forgotten to drop them off earlier.]
No, really. It looked good and I was in the mood for some curry. It's been a little while since I've had some, and I heard this place had decent reviews. Gotta hit up all the new joints.
Naan is delicious. I'm right there with you.
[Natasha glances over the menu, and beyond the quail, she wants the chicken dish as well, making her order pretty simple. She knows that Steve will order enough for her to nibble on things here and there if she wants.]
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Date: 2023-07-14 12:47 pm (UTC)[there's a smile and a tiny little bite to the corner of her lip that's meant completely to draw his eyes there before it slips out and she nods with enthusiasm. ]
Yes, I would love to hear your story. I am a sucker for a good story about relics. No matter how many times I go down any of these wings of the museum, I still find something new or different. Even when I'm looking at the exact same thing, it renews my interest all over again. Maybe it's because I have to be a history nerd for my job, or because I love the subject somewhere I never knew. It's always brought me deep interest to see things from so long ago. The stories they share of people who lived and are gone, yet still speak through the things they left behind.
[She thinks about some of the places she's been, and the ground she's walked. The evil, or good that seems to permeate various places. It's not so bad that it taints the place, but it does tell a story. She wonders quite often if what she's done will tell her story after she's gone.]