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Natasha Romanova ([info]redheadspy) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2009-07-04 18:26:00


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Entry tags:anya stark, lady devil, misha loganovich, npc - black widow, npc - wolverine

Waking Up
Natasha tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they were made of lead instead of skin. She managed to open them for a second before they fell close again. Another try and this time they remained opened for three seconds. Yet another try and she managed to keep them open for longer.

She groaned. The last things she remembered were Tony hoisting her over his shoulder and her laughing. Then pain, heat and blackness. What the hell happened? Where was she? Where was Tony?

Her eyes opened again and she blinked a few times. The brightness hurt a little and everything was a little out of focus and blurry. She blinked a few more times.



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[info]anyastark
2009-07-07 11:39 pm UTC (link)
Anya was in the room set aside for them half dozing as she looked through computer files. Since the bomb her "aunt" had dropped and Stark Inc no longer under the family's (Pepper and Rhodey were family) control, Anya had more time to search through computer files.

A week and a half of searching and she still had yet to find...what was this? She sat up in the chair she had been lounging in and looked at the screen. She found it! She stared at the code, carefully reading each line. It was just as she thought. Dad's nanites were old enough that they wouldn't help him in this situation. It was now a matter of getting some new ones and tweaking them a bit. Not a problem and at least something was going right.

Anya closed her laptop and bolted from the room. She ran past her mother sitting in a chair outside of Dad's room, stopped and ran back. She hugged Mom and kissed her cheek. "Love you. Goodtoseeyou'reupandI'llseeyouinabit," she blurted out and started running again.

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