<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/scale_super/11/113509/4418880-0161459811-B-3cx.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>The Black Widow<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Colosseum, Caesar's Palace, Las Vegas<br/><strong>Time:</strong>18:10:05pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Medusa, Jean Grey, Mr. Fantastic, Namor, Red She-Hulk, Angela, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Anything Goes<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Where was... anyone?<br/><br/>Pistol in her small, gloved hands, Natalia swung around another corner to find another empty room. This was getting frustrating -<em>all</em>of her intelligence had pointed to Las Vegas, to The Colosseum, and she was starting to feel like someone in her web had lied. Still, though, she was here and first-hand knowledge was always preferred to secondhand whispers and the Spy had always known the value of that information. Such a precious commodity - slender fingers pressed an elevator button and she couldn't help but wonder when that itching feeling on the back of her neck was going to be proven correct. It always was, pistol came up as the elevator doors opened and revealed space.<br/><br/>The elevator moved down and opened to the remnants of a loud noise that Natalia would know anywhere: Hulk.<br/><br/>The pistol slipped easily into the holster on her thigh and the thoughts moved through her head at speeds that might have made her dizzy if she wasn't fixated on the direction that the yell had come from. If Las Vegas was right, if Caesar's Palace was right, if the Hulk regime was ruling from this place, then the information on the prisoners they were holding was right, and if that was right.<br/><br/>She stopped.<br/><br/>Double doors already busted through and then the familiar rallying cry.<br/><br/>"AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"<br/><br/>No hesitation, through the double doors and down behind one of the small barriers between the chair and then she was peeking up - Avengers, mutants, this place was even more of a mess than her intel had warned her about. There was no easy place of entrance into the fray, but there were unarmed beings who may eventually become casualties and as much as Natalia wanted to be at Steve's side - she was no match for the Hulk and whoever the blonde was. So, she stayed low and moved along the barrier, coming out near the man helping to free Tony.<br/><br/>"Need a hand?" she was speaking to him, but her eyes were watching the center of the room with nervous attention.