[audio] backdated to the 21st

[unmakeme_tlv]

[Natasha manages to thumb the button to connect to the network, and the communicator connects to her earpiece. She doesn't bother trying to set a filter. Besides, she has one friend here and a couple people whose face she would recognize. Setting a filter could leave her here all day.]

I've gone through a wall. And a ceiling.

[Beat.]

I would appreciate some assistance.

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[ichoosefight]

Are you hurt, stuck, or both?

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[unmakeme]

I'm not hurt. The metal is making it... difficult to--

Yes, I'm stuck.

[Natasha Fucking Romanoff stuck in the ceiling. This is not good.]

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[ichoosefight]

Metal, huh. [ Sounds rough. Luckily she's got some Green Lantern juice. Metal is possibly maybe not even a problem. ]

Where are you? I'll be right there.

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[unmakeme]

I'm on level three. Mostly.

[Except for, you know, her head. Which is through the ceiling and poking into the room directly above her.]

I think I can--

[There's a grunt of effort, a horrible grating sound, and then a sigh. Natasha was trying to kick the door open, to make herself easier to find. Nope.]

I believe my foot has gone through the door.

[Not as planned.]

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[ichoosefight]

Oh. That should... help? [ Maybe. Possibly. WHATEVER. ]

I'm on my way. I'll be the glowing green one.