video | un: wanda

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( As the video cuts in it focus on a redhead with the hood of her jacket up and rubbing at her eyes tiredly. Pulling her hands down, she places an elbow on the desk to rest her cheek on it but doesn't look in the camera, instead, her gaze is elsewhere, likely out a window. )

Can't say waking on on a strange train in an alternate dimension is the strangest thing to happen to me, but it was unexpected. ( Her voice is tired, drawn-out, and has a bit of an accent akin to Slovakian to it. )

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( unease settles like lead in her gut; cold and heavy at seeing the look on Wanda's face. Natasha knows the look well enough to spot when someone thinks they've seen a ghost. hell, she's worn the same expression a time or two, if only for a split second before she schooled her features.

which only adds to the list of questions she's already had since arriving here.

but Natasha isn't doing this right now. not here. not like this. )

Of course. If you're in the mood for coffee, or maybe tea if they have, there's apparently a place called Starkbucks.

( goddamn it, Tony. seriously. )

I can meet you there in five.