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Who: Washington and Natasha
What: Monster spider kid thing
When: May 10
Where: Natasha's room.
Rating: PG13 estimate for language

Wash had looked over the note with the egg carefully. Oh, it's definitely castle bullshit, with the reference to going to a complete stranger regarding this.

But regardless, he was willing enough to do that in a case this bizarre with some egg containing who knows what in his room. Have a Freelancer in armor knocking at your door, Natasha. A very annoyed one, though the annoyance is mainly at the castle.

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[well_assembled]

Natasha had heard some journal chatter about the eggs, but she did not expect the walking armory at her door. She paused, it took a lot to make her pause and she'd seen those suits before. But she'd seen blue and black ones never this two tone job.

"And I thought Stark like variety in his suits. That you Church?"

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Washington sighs at that. Of course. He got one of Church's friends to work with for this. That could be good or a pain in the ass.

"I'm not Church. I'm a friend of his though. Name is Washington. I came from the same place as he does, but I've been here longer. I had this in my room, with a note directing me here, otherwise I wouldn't be disturbing you." He's holding up an egg.

[well_assembled]

She nodded and then abruptly cursed softly in Russian. "That is one of those eggs I've been hearing about. And you were paired with me. Sorry for you."

But she stepped back and let him into her room, mostly blacks and reds with a simple clean, dare I say futuristic bent to it. "Well pappa, you'd better come in."

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Washington nodded, though he's not swearing at least. He learned to take castle shenanigans as they come anymore. "Don't be sorry. It's not that big a deal. As long as you don't try to kill me, we'll make this work. Can't be harder than the human kid I had before."

He enters the room as told. "And don't call me that."