05-14-2018, 09:36 PM
(Edited 06-24-2018, 11:10 PM by Character Graveyard,.)
COLD NOSTALGIA
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Blinking her unusual bright-yellow eyes at Stark, she would reintroduce herself to him as well. "Natasha Romanoff, the pleasure is all mine."
Blinking her unusual bright-yellow eyes at Stark, she would reintroduce herself to him as well. "Natasha Romanoff, the pleasure is all mine."
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