Natasha was perhaps using those obstacles a little differently than intended. When she hit the series of poles meant to be climbed or vaulted over, she instead leapt onto the first one and jumped across, lightly balancing on the tops of each one. She wove over and under obstacles, swinging around each bar as if dodging gunfire and arrows. When she reached the rope, her legs didn't even touch it as she climbed to the top and swung up to sit astride the structure. She looked down towards the voice, giving her a little wave.
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"Natasha. Hello."