Past the planet

[Sketch]

Walking into the daily planet sounded by the laud noises of pepole shouting and talking of the latesty leads on a good story. Key borders typing typeing even faster then sketch could beleve. He looked around for someone to ask a question about a job or adds for a job, but decided to leave this place was way to crowded for him. He sat on a Bench outside and started to draw a taxi cab. As he rubbed his finger back and forth on it the cab begian to move from the right to the left. Soon it would appear to be a toy car driving on the page untill finally a big life size taxi car with a man inside and everything. Just as the car appered a dog came out from the shadows and rushed up to sketch. (lets walk instead) the dog said to sketch telepathically. "Ok cosmo" Sketch replied out loud. so they left the car there and started to walk threw the city.

[Black Widow]

Natalia Romanova was having a bad day. This was not unusual. It seemed that every other day was a bad one in her book and she spent most of her time glaring at something or another, especially since the war. As if she hadn't gotten enough bad press anyway (It was so easy to assume that the Soviet Defector was spy that was the first conclusion everyone jumped to), volunteering for the Untouchables had just made things even more of a mess. It was the equivalent of pricking one's finger in the middle of a Shark school. Everyone and everything was bound to jump at you, and one couldn't count on anyone to save one.

In her catsuit she drew a few stares, and while a goodly amount were from young men shocked that such an outfit was considered acceptable from a decency standpoint (Not that any of them protested), a whole different set of the population was staring, people who recognized her and recalled their opposition to the war. She didn't like being the catalyst for those talks, nor did she like hearing whispers about whether she could be trusted. She had just done what she felt was right, after all, why was she constantly penalized for that?

She kept going down the street, enjoying the fresh air after a day in the confines of a SHIELD base in the city. They always seemed so stuffy, so confining, the Black Widow, that ever so dangerous of women, was just happy to get out. She brushed her hair from her face and closed her eyes briefly, just briefly enough to make contact with another body that moved in the opposite trajectory on the sidewalk. Natalia swore loudly, looking around and letting her green eyes light on the offending form.

"Are you hurt?" She asked, her accent making her voice sound somehow warmer than it was, she looked the boy up and down carefully.

[Sketch]

Sketch walking with his dog cosmos along side the street was suddenly stopped by a women. She was wearing a cat suit and seemed to be having a bad day by her expression. She asked him if he was hurt "am i hurt?" he repeated " no i don't think so, no I'm not hurt for sure why do you ask?" he asked her right back admiring her Bight green eyes and red hair she looked like a supermodel or something he wondered why she would ask him that let alone even approach a ordinary teen and his dog.

(she seems to be with SHIELD ) the dog communicated telepathically with sketch Cosmo did this without her knowing he has the ability to read minds which comes in very useful when dealing with strange people such as this women. the only problem is Cosmo and sketch didn't work out a system on what would be good information to share. Sketch couldn't just come out and say so by the way hows shield going for yeah. So sketch instead smiled and looked at her like she was hiding something.

[Black Widow]

"Well, I just bumped into you. So..." She trailed off, feeling as though she might be going a little insane. It wouldn't be very surprising, she'd been alive for an awfully long time. Such things were said to happen, and it was about time. She shook her head slightly, pressing her fingers to the side of her forehead, against her temple. "You know, never mind." She had far too much on her mind today, she needed a drink or... something. Maybe she needed a vacation.

She shook her head to clear it out a little and drew a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from where she'd crammed them against her wrist and one of the heavy bracers she wore. She lit one quickly, crammed everything back, and blew a stream of dark smoke into the air. Green eyes glanced down at the dog, she studied him very closely for a moment. He, the dog, had given her the oddest, most intelligent look she had ever seen in an animal, she took in another draw on the cigarette. "Cute dog, does he have a name?"

[Sketch]

Sketch seemed to have not noticed the bumping into one another at all but as Black widow reminded him it did jog his memory " oh yeah that well it wasn't like you ran me over i hardly felt anything its OK, I'm .. used to getting pushed around i hardly ever notice it anymore but yeah I'm fine you?" he asked her feeling like he was making a fool of himself for not paying attention. While black widow was noticing Cosmo look at her he was actually reading her mind (she needs a drink or something...) Cosmo told sketch telepathically again. sketch thought the wurst being a nervous rec as he always is he thought she was dehydrated and or needed liquor to ease the pain if she was hurt from that little encounter. Sketch pulled out his sketch book and started to draw a bottle of red wine to match her hair it was the first thing he thought off. He was thinking if she was working for shield she would know all about super powered freaks like himself. she asked him what cosmos name was tyeing to bye time until he was finished he answered "his name is Cosmo " he told her as he finished the picture of the red wine he rubbed his hand on it and pulled a full bottle of wine from his sketch book. " here drink this before you faint." he said handing it to her.

[Black Widow]

Natalia pulled the cigarette from her mouth and held it in her left hand, out to the side as she crouched down to get closer to the dog. She held out one hand, gloved, to let him smell it, "Aren't you a sweet dog?" She asked, smiling slightly, and reached out to scratch him behind the ear. She had always been rather fond of animals, they could usually be trusted not to lie to you. She rather liked being able to trust something, be it an animal or not. Trust was important.

She glanced up at the boy, watching him draw with some curiousity. And then, all of a sudden, he pulled something out of his sketchbook. And not a piece of paper. Her jaw dropped very slightly and she stood, accepting the bottle but not opening it. She glanced at the label, not just any wine, this was vintage stuff, she went back to looking at him, struggling to figure out what to say and coming up with nothing.

"I'm not going to faint." She said, finally, realizing that he had drawn the bottle almost at the same time she had been thinking that she needed a drink. She took in a solid draw from her cigarette and her eyes narrowed, "You're a mind reader, huh? And a telekinetic? We've got you people at SHIELD."

[Sketch]

As She put her hand in front of Cosmo he sniffed her acting like a normal dog. He seemed like he was smiling when she called him sweet. And when she scratched his ear that was his weak spot he liked her arm to thank her and rubbed his head on her as to say dint stop now.


When sketch herd she wasn't going to faint he gave Cosmo a dirty look (thanks alto pale) he thought to him but Cosmo was to busy thinking how good her scratching his ear felt. she asked him if he was a mind reader and a telekinetic sketch shook his head no. " I'm not but well i guess you'll eventually figure it out my dog Cosmo is he also has powers." he told her thinking shield was spoused to be good so they wouldn't try to hurt him or anything. "I'm more of a animate i guess you could say i can bring anything to life from a drawing or even a picture taken from a camera i have trouble with people but objects i got relay good at. " he described to black widow. " you never told me your name." he hinted to her because he didn't know what to call her.