[ Natasha's got her own swagger — not ready to fight, but wary, cautious. She's not letting this woman, whoever she is, even if she is someone Fury was trying to contact, get the better of her.
She stops in front of the display, arms crossed, jaw tight. She keeps her body turned towards the woman, but her eyes are on the numbers piling up in bright red, one by one. ]
Thanos. He's... some kind of intergalactic terrorist. He's obsessed with finding balance, and he wanted these things called 'Infinity Stones'.
[ She swallows — this next part is hard, especially so soon. ]
And we failed to stop him. Just like that — [ she snaps her fingers ] — fifty percent of Earth's population, gone. Fifty percent of the galaxy.
[ It's more looking for confirmation, that bone-deep dread sinking into her voice. Fury was part of that fifty percent. Thanos had eliminated him like he was nothing. She'd heard of him, of course. Everyone had heard of Thanos, the mad titan. Entire star systems had knelt to him, allowed him to take over.
He was worse than Ronan.
Carol hadn't interceded in time. Carol had been occupied with other problems. In that way, it feels like her fault that Fury's gone. She swallows something, keeps her expression stiff. ]
[ Natasha nods, just once, at the mention of Fury's name, finally looking over to the other woman, giving her a quick assessment. She's not from around here — nothing new, considering the talking raccoon and god of thunder wandering around the premises. Fury clearly had dealings with this woman, if the pager is any indication, but whatever those were are files Natasha's never seen. Some things were just too hard to get into, even for her.
Her mouth quirks up a little in a wry smile at the question. ]
Not anymore. Not that we ever really were. I was, at one point — an agent, but circumstances became complicated and I put in my two weeks. Most people call us vigilantes, now.
[ She straightens up, folding her arms, meeting her metaphorically toe to toe. ] And who are you?
[ Something Natasha probably should have known, Carol thinks, before putting that beeper anywhere to use it as a homing beacon. But it's been a while, and she doesn't know all of SHIELD's policies. How they've changed.
Besides. History isn't really what this is about. Fury had called her to deal with Thanos. So she'll deal with Thanos. Carol takes dying wishes pretty seriously. ]
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Date: 2019-03-11 03:57 am (UTC)She stops in front of the display, arms crossed, jaw tight. She keeps her body turned towards the woman, but her eyes are on the numbers piling up in bright red, one by one. ]
Thanos. He's... some kind of intergalactic terrorist. He's obsessed with finding balance, and he wanted these things called 'Infinity Stones'.
[ She swallows — this next part is hard, especially so soon. ]
And we failed to stop him. Just like that — [ she snaps her fingers ] — fifty percent of Earth's population, gone. Fifty percent of the galaxy.
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Date: 2019-04-07 10:35 pm (UTC)[ It's more looking for confirmation, that bone-deep dread sinking into her voice. Fury was part of that fifty percent. Thanos had eliminated him like he was nothing. She'd heard of him, of course. Everyone had heard of Thanos, the mad titan. Entire star systems had knelt to him, allowed him to take over.
He was worse than Ronan.
Carol hadn't interceded in time. Carol had been occupied with other problems. In that way, it feels like her fault that Fury's gone. She swallows something, keeps her expression stiff. ]
Who are you? SHIELD?
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Date: 2019-04-08 04:29 am (UTC)Her mouth quirks up a little in a wry smile at the question. ]
Not anymore. Not that we ever really were. I was, at one point — an agent, but circumstances became complicated and I put in my two weeks. Most people call us vigilantes, now.
[ She straightens up, folding her arms, meeting her metaphorically toe to toe. ] And who are you?
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Date: 2019-04-08 04:58 am (UTC)[ Something Natasha probably should have known, Carol thinks, before putting that beeper anywhere to use it as a homing beacon. But it's been a while, and she doesn't know all of SHIELD's policies. How they've changed.
Besides. History isn't really what this is about. Fury had called her to deal with Thanos. So she'll deal with Thanos. Carol takes dying wishes pretty seriously. ]
Any idea where Thanos is now?