[She can't help the way that she smiles when he gets it right, bright and warm, and a glint to her blue eyes as she murmurs in agreement.] You do remember.
[She hadn't been quite sure that he would, so even with the way he acts like he has to think about it, like it's old and forgotten, the fact that he still gets it right is enough. She's pleased and a little bit surprised, and she'd bad at hiding either, even if it's a pleasant sort of surprise. Ava was never a perfect spy, even if she could have been. She emoted, her feelings were often so easy to read.
So it spills easily into the light breath of laughter when he says she's not even in his warm-up weight category. Which, honestly- given his biceps- that might even be true. But she's not about to give him that, so instead she just looks at him a little incredulously. Not that Ava shies away from genuine compliments, but this is easy. The almost teasing, sassing him with a smile in her eyes. She'd missed it.] Now you're just mouthing off.
[She's still playing with him, impish as she watches him with those bright blue eyes.] I think it was a bit outside of the usual realm of being seventeen, though. It started at a Fencing Tournament. Natasha showed up with a fake face, dragged me up to the roof of the convention center, we argued, I punched her, and then we were getting shot at by Russian mercenary snipers.
[Given the tone of her voice, it's pretty easy to guess that the story doesn't get better from there. But, Rumlow of course catches onto the thread about how she'd been linked to Natasha, but instead of asking anything in the odd or incriminating category, it's just dumb fluff, which is honestly a little bit relaxing. It saves her from having to talk about the whole sad, sorry, fucked-up tale. The way it touches on the fact that SHIELD had wanted to use her. That there had been a boy, and now there wasn't, but that in the end it had really been Nat's boy, and Ava just hadn't been able to tell the difference, back then.]
No actual spider webs, sorry. She has a closet, which I'm sure is disappointing. To be honest, her apartment still mostly looks like she hasn't quite moved in, even after all this time.
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[She hadn't been quite sure that he would, so even with the way he acts like he has to think about it, like it's old and forgotten, the fact that he still gets it right is enough. She's pleased and a little bit surprised, and she'd bad at hiding either, even if it's a pleasant sort of surprise. Ava was never a perfect spy, even if she could have been. She emoted, her feelings were often so easy to read.
So it spills easily into the light breath of laughter when he says she's not even in his warm-up weight category. Which, honestly- given his biceps- that might even be true. But she's not about to give him that, so instead she just looks at him a little incredulously. Not that Ava shies away from genuine compliments, but this is easy. The almost teasing, sassing him with a smile in her eyes. She'd missed it.] Now you're just mouthing off.
[She's still playing with him, impish as she watches him with those bright blue eyes.] I think it was a bit outside of the usual realm of being seventeen, though. It started at a Fencing Tournament. Natasha showed up with a fake face, dragged me up to the roof of the convention center, we argued, I punched her, and then we were getting shot at by Russian mercenary snipers.
[Given the tone of her voice, it's pretty easy to guess that the story doesn't get better from there. But, Rumlow of course catches onto the thread about how she'd been linked to Natasha, but instead of asking anything in the odd or incriminating category, it's just dumb fluff, which is honestly a little bit relaxing. It saves her from having to talk about the whole sad, sorry, fucked-up tale. The way it touches on the fact that SHIELD had wanted to use her. That there had been a boy, and now there wasn't, but that in the end it had really been Nat's boy, and Ava just hadn't been able to tell the difference, back then.]
No actual spider webs, sorry. She has a closet, which I'm sure is disappointing. To be honest, her apartment still mostly looks like she hasn't quite moved in, even after all this time.