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[widows_kiss]

[Natasha's not all that fond of making public appearances in general, not unless she has reason to, but it could end up being useful here and she can admit to herself that they could really use as many contacts as they can make. Steve had already sent out one of these but it couldn't hurt to introduce herself as well. Probably. Her reputation wasn't quite as... spangly as the Captain's but maybe she'd be lucky and be an unknown here.

So she opens up a video feed, all easy confidence and polite smiles.]


So, being new here, I guess introducing myself should be a thing? I'm Natasha Romanoff and I'm still trying to wrap my head around most things I've had explained to me so far. Thank you, by the way, those of you that helped with that. It's certainly been an enlightening few days, to say the least. Any helpful advice you can toss my way would be appreciated, as would introductions since I've heard there's quite a few of us stuck here together. Thank you.

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[not_apriest]

Quite a few new arrivals lately.

What year are you from, Miss Romanoff?

[widows_kiss]

Have there been? Is that odd?

[Normally that would be an odd question, but she's already seen how this place can play with time, so she just gives a crooked smile.]

2014. It was April back home.

[not_apriest]

I'm Aramis, of the King's Musketeers. 1626.

[He smiles and affects as much of a bow as one can on a video.]

There are more here from your time than mine, if that's any consolation.

[widows_kiss]

[The name gives her a moment's pause but she's quick to slide it into a warming smile before he comes out of his bow.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Aramis. And it's a little consolation, yes. I suppose I'll take what I can get here, hmm? Although I have to give them credit for providing a wealth of interesting and unanticipated encounters.

[not_apriest]

They do provide that. Sometimes in horrible ways. Can I presume someone's warned you about the 'events' that happen around here?

[widows_kiss]

Yes, I've been warned. That and the memory loss linked to it and the other side beyond the mirrors. Which is downright eerie, if you ask me. The closet is a nice plus, however.

[not_apriest]

Just remember that, if you can see yourself in a mirror, someone in a mirror can see you.

[widows_kiss]

And that's not creepy at all.

[not_apriest]

If it makes you feel any better at all, it'll probably be your own mirror watching you.

[widows_kiss]

That... actually doesn't make me feel better at all, but thank you. I'm just someone who values my privacy. Even if it is from alternate versions of myself. I've been being careful, though. At least as careful as one can be, when there are mirrors everywhere.

[not_apriest]

I know. It's unsettling. ...Do you know anything about your Mirror yet?

[widows_kiss]

No, nothing. If there's someone lingering on the other side of my reflection, they haven't made themselves known yet.

Can you tell me anything about them?

[not_apriest]

Don't trust them.

[widows_kiss]

[She doesn't bring up that she rarely trusts anyone, curious instead at the purpose behind this piece of advice.]

Why is that?

[not_apriest]

They're a twisted, backwards version of us. And they serve the Queen.

[widows_kiss]

Which, I suppose, could go either way, depending on the 'us' it is twisted from. Does anyone know what the Queen actually wants? Or is the memory theft her doing?

[not_apriest]

From what we know, everything is her doing: the events, the memory loss, the strange things that go on here... the mirrors.

[widows_kiss]

Well, I suppose that's good information to have. Although it doesn't paint a clear picture of motive, does it?

...Then again, I suppose expecting a clear picture of anything here is overly optimistic of me.

Thank you for the warnings, though. I appreciate it.