For Natasha

[jetpacking]

[The idea of missions is different now since they've all had to go off the grid, but none of them are exactly content sitting idle. Today's mission however had gone sideways very quickly. Somehow they'd all gotten out with their lives, a small favor, and eked out a win. If you can call it that. The thing with being fugitives from -- well, is it even the law so much as the world at this point -- the law is that they don't have a home to return to at the end of the day. Sometimes the best they can do is a rundown safe house.

And honestly Sam has never seen a better place in his life. He's exhausted, bruised and aching from the fight, but alive. He'll take it.

They'd wound up scattered, and it's only him and Natasha that have taken refuge in this particular location.] You want the shower first? I'll see what options we have for dinner. Might have to get creative. No guarantees on anything gourmet.

[It'll be whatever dry goods and canned goods that are stashed away in the cupboards. Sam will do his best.]

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[expionage]

[She doesn't even answer that. Her life has been one war from another. There's always a war going on, and the life of someone who is so versatile means she can't escape it.

So, the remark about style and grace does strike something inside of her. She likes to do things a certain way because she likes order and most of the time it's achievable, if she's not paired up with someone who is pure chaos like most of the other Avengers.]

In Russia, it was beans. [She takes a small bite, eating slowly so that her stomach doesn't roil at the thought of all the meals that were composed of only beans.] The thing we heard all of the time is that you must be grateful for what the government managed to get to us from the bread regions or the countries willing to trade with Soviets.

[She knows that now the scarcity was mostly a control tactic used by the government, but it wasn't exactly easy to find that information out when the government comrades were living like fat cats while the peasants continued to starve. Not much of a change, if she's honest, between Imperial Russia and the Soviet Union. New name, new rules, same bullshit in the end.]

I've had worse. Have you let Steve cook for you yet?