“You want to help? Keep the car running.”
~AU/Never defected to SHIELD/
~Became Hydra Agent upon
graduation from The Red Room
~Dark, Mature Themes
~Trigger Warnings Stated Below
~OC/Crossover Welcome
~TL RP ONLY
+21 ONLY #AU#MCU#MarvelRP
RT For The Deadly Widow?
“You Are The New Shield Of Hydra.”
Captain Hydra
Parody Account
Banter & Storylines
Crossovers Welcomed
No Minors 21+
Bi/MS/MV
Ships With Chem
Some #NSFW On TL
“Hail Hydra.”
#MARVELRP#MVRP
@KreeFists A look a mischief answered her grin. She really enjoyed they were on the same wavelength.
"Karskin base in Berlin, of all places. A quinjet is waiting in bay 3. Ro sham bo for the pilot's seat?"
Carol had an unnatural ability to beat her consistently, prompting her choice.Ego
@ToStandUpAndFor "Comfortable? Arrogant? Doubts concerning my superiors?”
She heard the rest of what he said, about Baron von Strucken, about Madame Sarkissian, all of it, but it was snared in the knot he tied her mind up Without realizing it she'd grasped~
@ToStandUpandFor ~were soaring over.
While she trusted that he trusted his source, she scanned the ground as they traveled. Too many things in this mission had gone sideways to put all of their eggs in one basket. So far, so good. Turning her head as far as~
@ChaosRedWidow ~had busted her lip. That got her a rare smile.
"I've never been bloodied by a candidate before. Consider it a minor victory. Now, come at me."
Natasha dropped to a fighting crouch, waiting for the child to make her move.
@ChaosRedWidow
Agent Romanoff was settled at her desk, behind a closed door as she sorted though the ten remaining candidates folders. There had been twenty candidates when she started this class, ten days ago. Six remained. Two were likely to be discharged~
@ChaosRedWidow ~Winter.
She didn't pause to see her reaction, pulling her into a head lock. Using every fiber of her strength, she lifted N-W2.0 off the floor and they crashed to the floor. A faint warmth drifted down her chin, her fingers told her the girl~
@ChaosRedWidow No discussion, no warning, Natasha ran to slide between her legs to slap on a low voltage Widow's Bite. landing in a combat crouch. Her hand slipped a blade from her hip pouch, a gift from Winter.
@KreeFists ~"Madame Hydra wants to see us."
Taking four long steps into the room, she spun on one leg and landed a roundhouse kick to it's head.
"Huh, damn that felt good."
@KreeFists Following the sounds of punches landing, she stopped at the doorway to lean against and grin at the visuals.
"Nice form, Carol. I've always loved that sound, a solid punch connecting with tender places."
Natasha gestured absentmindedly ~