<div class="floatleft">(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/1213/75934124.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Natasha Romanoff<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Black Widow<br/><strong>Locale:</strong>Stark Tower: War Room<br/><strong>Time:</strong>6:52 pm, Eastern<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Steve<br/><hr/><br/>Natasha followed Thor with her eyes until he'd disappeared from the room to get some alone time with his girlfriend, after which she briefly exchanged a knowing smile with Steve, slightly amused by how their Asgardian became almost docile and bashful whenever Jane was concerned. She was happy for both of them, truly, although at times it could be bittersweet to observe the way that they acted with each other. Love like what Thor and Jane felt for each other was something that Natasha didn't comprehend, and she was unsure if she ever would, or if she even wanted to. She understood the logic behind it, the effects that it could have on a person's emotional state and how to manipulate those emotions in case that she needed to believably convince somebody that she was in love with them, but the intangible truth of the whole concept eluded her.<em>Love is for children</em>, she reminded herself, falling back on the same old justification like she always did whenever the issue threatened to bother her.<br/><br/>"Well, I guess we're on glorified guard duty until the geeks get on Loki's trail," she tried to lighten the mood a bit while heading for the door. "I'll be around, gimme a call if something comes up." And with that, Natasha made her exit from the war room in favor of regaining her own quarters which Tony had arranged for her inside of the tower, just like he'd done for every other member of the team.<br/><br/>As usual, she didn't really know what to do with herself whenever she wasn't on some sort of assignment. That made her wonder where Clint was. He was a lot better at keeping busy during downtime than she was, plus they had enough in common to where they usually didn't run out of things to talk about, but he wasn't anywhere to be found yet.<em>I guess I should have asked...then again, if I don't know what he's up to, they probably don't know either.</em><br/><br/>Sighing resignedly, Natasha stepped into the large walk-in closet that Tony had thankfully had the foresight to have built into her room. She picked out a pair of black leggings, a dark green tank top and some black running flats, having decided to go out for a short run to clear her head. Her flight over had been pretty long, and she hadn't gotten any proper exercise in a while, so a chance to stretch her legs and breathe in some fresh air seemed like a good enough way to kill some time.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Continued in Earth - All Other Locations (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144303.0)</span></div>