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[boutant]

--like this?

[ Hello, City. Instead of more people discovering sand in things, this accidental broadcast seems to be showing two familiar ladies doing... something outside. Natasha is pressed up against Ariadne's back, one hand on the shorter woman's hip as she slides her back slightly, adjusting the way she's standing. ]

This gives us a better angle.

[ Natasha's other hand is on Ariadne's arm, and now she's shifting that, too. ]

Eyes forward.

[ There's a quiet noise of assent from Ariadne, and then Natasha shifts, tucking some hair behind Ariadne's ear. Lips close in, moving as the redhead says something. It's probably a wonderful sight for some of the City's residents...

...and then something shiny and sharp flies out of Ariadne's hand, embedding itself in one of the targets and making some sand trickle off the top upon impact. ]

I did it!

[ And that, City, is how to use throwing knives. ]

((ooc: regular black is Ariadne, bold is Natasha, and we make no apologies.))

Comments

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[ Make suspicious noises later, OJ, she's celebrating. Be a good friend or something instead, gosh. 8( ]

[orangetoughguy]

Taking up a new sport? Baseball too tough for you?

[There.]

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Please, baseball's never going to be too tough for me.

[ Though the fact that she's recovering from being kicked in the shoulder by a horse isn't doing it any favors. ]

I thought it sounded interesting, and Natasha said she'd teach me.

[orangetoughguy]

Damn you just get all the breaks.

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Do you want lessons too?

[orangetoughguy]

I don't need lessons.

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You know how to use throwing knives?

[orangetoughguy]

I bring a gun to a knife fight.

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But how are you at darts?

[orangetoughguy]

I spent a lot of time in bars, I ain't bad.

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Do you bring guns to your dart games, too?

[orangetoughguy]

[Almost sounds like a trick question there...]

Doesn't everybody?

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[ Everyone she knows is so paranoid. ]

Not the people who just want to play darts.

[orangetoughguy]

Okay okay, I'll play darts with you.

[boutant]

I don't have any darts.

Or throwing knives; we're using Natasha's set.

[orangetoughguy]

I caught on to that. Not enough chicks under your roof?

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I'm surrounded by testosterone all the time. You should know that.

[orangetoughguy]

[No you're not, Ariadne, but Freddy's not gonna argue.]

So you're hanging out with a knife thrower. Got it.

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[ Close enough. ]

Don't worry, I'll still hang out with you. Tony probably wouldn't mind if we stuck a dart board in my office.

[orangetoughguy]

I'm not jealous.

[He might be but he comforts himself with knowing HE HUNG OUT WITH JOHNNY FUCKING STORM.]

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I never said you were jealous.

[ Which means he's totally jealous. ]

[orangetoughguy]

I'm makin' that clear. That's all.

[Human Torch Human Torch Human Torch. Aw yea.]

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Sure.

[ Black Widow Black Widow Black Widow for more than a weekend. ]

Dart board in my office or not?

[orangetoughguy]

[F4 over SHIELD for him tbh.]

Okay but it has to be a real big professional classy kind of dart board.

[aka. the kind they can mount pictures on for fun...]

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[ Blasphemer. ]

I didn't even know there were different kinds of dart boards.

[ They ought to invite Tony to play with them, to be honest. ]