It didn't take him long to find @ABuriedRose. Once he did, he moved among the shadows until she was alone. He moved towards her, hiding each and every demon he bore, he grinned and stepped with a pracriced swagger. "{Little rose, my little rose. Care to say hello?}"
@BewareTheWinter — said softly, trusting that, wherever he was, the wind would bring her words to him.
There she went again with trust. Oh how their old masters would hate what they’d become.
@BewareTheWinter — already shot him once for it.
It was that mark of trust that let her walk to the window unarmed, a small smile tugging at her lips as she scanned the darkened city for a man who was certainly long gone. It didn’t matter, she knew why he’d come.
“Happy Birthday,” Natasha —
@BewareTheWinter Her eyes snapped open just in time to see a shadow fleeing through her window.
On instinct, her fingers were already around the gun beneath her pillow, but Natasha released it a moment later. There was only one person who could sneak up on her like that, and the Widow had —
"It's my birthday." He said over a sleeping @BewareTheWidow. "My wish..." he brushed back her hair lightly then scoffed at himself before slipping out the widow and away.