revivalproject | Along came a Spider

WHO: Natasha Romanoff AND YOU
WHERE: Around
WHAT: A new He Row
WHEN: Now?
WARNINGS: None yet.

Arrival

This new He Row doesn't just wake up next to a data point.

She falls.

She hits the ground hard, rolling a couple of times until she hits the edge of the fountain. "Ow..." She murmurs, reaching up to grab hold of whatever she'd hit to help her get upright. This doesn't feel right. She gets to her knees and looks around, frowning. Not what she expected this to look like. What the hell is happening? Getting to her feet, her hand touches the data point and all the new information is downloaded straight into her head.

So it's a new mission, then. She sighs, brushing her hands off and looking around. Anyone nearby will get a nod. "Hey."

First Breath

If she's going to get the lay of the land, she might as well start with whatever ship she's been assigned to. She pokes around until she finds the one that opens to her. Stepping curiously inside, she looks around. Huh. She wastes no time poking around, looking in every room and getting a feel for the vehicle. If she runs into anyone she'll shoot them a smirk. "Nice place you've got here. Cozy."

Exploring!

Never one to sit idle, Natasha spends a great deal of time exploring the ruins of the city. Today she's found herself in something that looks like it used to be a store. Three walls and some of the ceiling are still standing, though it's pretty much an open air market at this point.

She shoves her two-tone hair back over one shoulder as she crouched down to pick something up. Frowning, she tries to wipe the dust and dirt off of it to read the label. It's nothing she recognizes. Curious, she turns it over in her hands, trying to figure out what it is. As focused as she is, she'll still notice if anyone approaches, whirling around and reaching for a gun that isn't there.

Wildcard

Any other thoughts? Hit me up! She'll be all over the place, trying to get her bearings. She'll probably drop into the Deep End for a drink at some point, too.

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Keith almost jumped out of his skin at the sound of someone hitting the ground nearby. He stood up from where he'd been sitting on the fountain's edge, and watched Nat touch the orb before she seemed to notice him. At her greeting, he nodded back.

"Hey." He scrunched up his brow a little bit. "You okay? That sounded like it hurt."

Nat brushed some dirt off her suit, shrugging. "Yeah, sure." She's fine. Just fell off a cliff into another world. No big deal. "Are you the welcoming committee?"

"Not officially," he said with a shake of his head. "I just happened to be here." He then then nodded to the orb. "That generally takes care of it. Unless there's anything else you want to know? I'm Keith."

"Natasha." She nods a greeting, looking down at the orb. "That's a hell of an info dump. I can't say I'm much of a fan, but it's effective."

Looking back up at him, she thinks for a moment. "How many people are here?"

"Effective is one way of putting it," Keith agreed, looking at the orb for a moment as well. He wasn't exactly a fan, either, but he was used to it. "There are a few of those around town, actually. They help you learn skills that are useful for doing stuff here, but apparently only one sticks at a time."

He took a breath, visibly considering her question for a moment, and then shrugged slightly.

"That's actually a hard number to keep track of," he said. "People come and go a lot, and you don't always know when or how many at a time. Right now, I'd say, probably about fifty of us? Give or take?" He frowned a bit. "There've been more, there've been less. Haven't really figured out an actual rhyme or reason to it, yet." And not for a lack of trying, either.

She can't help but smirk. "Any of 'em help you learn kung fu?" It's a bad joke, but she can't help it. Clint would have laughed, at least.

Fifty people... That is a lot to keep track of, even without them coming and going. "Interesting. One would think having some sort of logic for who they pull in would make this an easier task."

Good thing she smirked because Keith would have answered her seriously. But, he did manage to grin just a bit in return before shaking his head a little. "No... but if you find the security one, it teaches you how to use the Agrii weapons." That might be handy. Keith hadn't used it since he had his own weapon now. He was good with that.

"You know, you'd think that," he then said, agreeing with her assessment of the logic part on picking people and keeping them or sending them home. He made a face, though, his thoughts on the subject clear. "But, nope."

Learning how to use new weapons would be useful. She filed that information away for later.

She made a face, clearly unimpressed. "That's unfortunate. Poor planning on their part... Unless they didn't have a choice. Does anyone know how they're pulling us here?"

Keith frowned.

"We thought we did," he said. "We got really close, even. But, it honestly ended up being nothing like what we thought it was." His tone got slightly bitter. "It was almost like they deliberately set us up to fail... promised us something they couldn't keep. The Agrii were all about... do this one thing and we'll send you home. And then, nope. They suddenly couldn't. Something else interfered, and things changed." He furrowed his brow. "Something else didn't want us to leave."

She mirrored his frown. Well all of that sounded terrible. It was also very useful information. "You've been here a while." It wasn't a question. "Do you have any idea what this something else could be?"

Keith nodded, a tired look on his face. "And this place is only half of what I've been through with this whole 'abduction to a new reality' thing." He sighed.

"Not yet. I'm not the only one looking into it, and a lot of weird stuff has happened," he said. "I had been keeping better track before, but I haven't been able to really do that in this place as well as I had previously." He was determined to figure out a way to change that, though.

"I know others are working on stuff, too," he said. "I'm sure asking around will get you some answers that I might not necessarily have just because I haven't had the chance to check in with those people, yet."

"Now that sounds like you've got some stories." Her lips quirked into a smile.

But what he said started the gears turning in her head. Something going on. Some people know things... Sounded like it could be a fun thing to unravel.

"How secure is the network? Or should things like this be kept offline?"

"Eh-heh..." That was one way to put it. Keith certainly had 'stories'. At least, he thought so.

"I'm not really sure," he admitted about the network. "Those data point things... they give you the knowledge for a particular specialty, and I don't have the one needed to be able to tell. You can switch 'em, though. I might do that at some point just to check." He considered the second half of that question. "As for keeping things offline, I'm not sure how much of a difference that'll make, but it's not a bad idea to try. The last time I got tied up in something like this, we did exactly that. We had an offline stash of information that everyone had gathered so far. It's probably not a bad idea to try that here... but I'm not really sure where to keep it. We don't always stay on this planet, and we don't know when we're going to be moved around. We could potentially lose the stash, even if we put it on one of the ships."

All of that was valuable information. She'd have to look into the network question. It wasn't worth using it if it wasn't safe.

"They can't take it from our minds." She paused, making a slight face. "I hope." Ugh. Ignoring that thought. "As long as enough people know the information or has it on their person we wouldn't have to worry about a stash."

Keith looked thoughtful.

"We'll have to make sure it's a decent number of people, and that we keep sharing it," he said. "If the one person with everything disappears suddenly, then we lose it." Redundancy would be their friend, in that case. "It's a good idea, though... to keep it with us... keep sharing..."

Along came a Spider

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