Annalee Romanoff Barton Daughter of Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton. S.H.I.E.L.D Agent Romanova-Barton. | Blackhawk Black-Ops division | Field Agent In a relationship with Peter Parker Character Arc: A Better Part of Me Tracked tag: BlackhawkAssassin Magic Anon : Accepting :: This is an independent Marvel based roleplay. ::
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Annalee E. Barton Daughter of: [ Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff ] S.H.I.E.L.D Agent [ Black Op's...
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"That sounds like a porno" Annalee says and raises her eyebrows and laughs lightly. "I pinky swear, you don't have to worry too much, I'm sure I'll be fine through it, you shouldn't need to cover my eyes" she shakes her head. "Cry? I'll keep that in mind, tissues before hand" she nods.
"Oh I got what its called Masters of Sex, on Showtime. What? Fine I’ll make sure to cover your eyes just pinky promise that you will cover my eyes." Stella replied with a smile and a small giggle. "I might cry while watching this show, so be warned."

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"No" she starts and looks down at her wrist "It's similar to it though, I saw it on a model, tweaked it to my own workings, and it's actually a signal disruptor, not hologram tech" she answers.
"Is that a part of my hologram tech?" Tony frowned, checking out her wrist.
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"If anyone but Fury or Coulson sent you to come and bother me there is a nine out of ten chance it was a prank"
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“The only time you’re happy is when you’re hurting people." + Baja Miller, (Never Back Down)
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{ She stares at the person that has approached her while she's tinkering with the metal object wrapped around her wrist with a light blue glowing }
"....I really don't feel like explaining, so if you could just tell me what you needed..."
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Annalee had dreams that had started like this, her mother coming back after all. That there had been a misunderstanding and she was still alive, and she'd come in and tuck Annalee in and sing to her in Russian that Annalee was still learning at the time, or read her a story that never had the correct ending. Annalee loved them anyway though. Dreams like that had ended a long time ago, sometimes there were flashes or faint memories, but she never spoke of them or allowed herself to dwell in them. No matter how much the loss of her mother still affected her.
Seeing Natasha standing in front of her now though, every ounce of strength in the subject fled from her eyes as she tried to compose herself. This couldn't be real...it wasn't possible in her eyes. "Is this some sort of sick joke?....My mother is dead....she died when I was eight" she asks coldly and her blue eyes narrow as she keeps her hand on the door. Looking for any signs of possible cloning, android systems, anything. Those all seem more real than this could ever be. On the surface she sees nothing off about the person claiming to be her mother, other than the obvious fact they are claiming to be her.
If her father was here he would think the same thing that she does, that this is some sort of trick or trap. At any second whatever this is will try and lunge at her. Wrap it's hands around her throat or find another method if quick and dirty attacking. Nothing comes though as she stares there in awe, lips still slightly parted from the first wave of shock seeing her caused. Jaw dropped slightly as Annalee's eyes scan the woman in front of her. Her body not relaxing for even a moment. The hand still holding the door open has white knuckles from the grip she has on it. As if it's the only thing in the world that's holding her ground.
"If this is some sort of joke I will skin you, and I will find who ever is behind it and I'll do worse to them" she threatens in a serious tone, words laced with hate. Annalee believes in Asgardian gods, and super powered people who still to this day amaze her, there are plenty of day to day things that she ends up accepting as the normal. The possibility of her mother being alive today, seems as the most unrealistic thing in the word after all those years.
Old faces ; New Places [ Natasha & Annalee ]
Fifteen years had gone by. She’d been on a mission and the only outcome was for her to complete it alone. Her partner- Hill at the time- had been in trouble and they weren’t both going to make it out alive. At least that’s what it appeared to be.
Natasha Romanoff-Barton spent 15 years living as Natalie Ransom in Las Vegas Nevada. Her only contact with anyone from her old life was Agent Amarillo DeSotto. From a far- far, far, far- distance she watched her daughter grow up through pictures and letters from Amy. She heard about the boy’s broken nose in the sixth grade. She knew it was supposed to be bad but all Nat had been able to think upon hearing about it was, “That’s my girl.”
She’d heard about the bachelor’s degree in engineering and couldn’t be more proud of her daughter. Sadly, her being proud wouldn’t be known. She wasn’t allowed to see her family.
That is, up until a week ago. She’d received a letter from Agent Coulson telling her that Clint had gone MIA- they knew he was still alive- and S.H.I.E.L.D. suspected that whoever was on Clint’s tail would go after any known family he might have. Annalee was a target.
Leaving her home in Las Vegas felt like the easiest thing in the world she’d ever done. Getting on the plane the second easiest. Knocking on that door however, was the hardest. What would her daughter say? Would she even recognize her? Hell, would she even remember her? It had been 15 years after all.
What she got in way of answer however wasn’t entirely what she expected.
"Hiya, Peanut."
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I'm changing faceclaims around but haven't gotten to making a page yet so here.
Child - Elle Fanning
Teenager (younger than she is now, because I used amber until she's like 30} Britt Robertson.
Male - Stephen Amell
Older - Yvonne Strahovski
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"That's because you are smart. Life hacks are the best, save my ass sometimes. I would figure as much. Oh, you better cover my eyes, or I won't cover yours" she laughs.

"I myself also like to think of myself as smart. Also I like kids and life hacks, oh and Sue Sue Heck. But there might be actual sex in the show so, I’ll make sure to cover your eyes, you cover mine."

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Demi Lovato - In Case
Pictures in my pocket, are faded from the washer. I can barely just make out your face. Food you saved for later, in my refrigerator. It's been too long since later never came.
Miranda Lambert - Over You
Living alone here in this place, I think of you, and I’m not afraid. Your favorite records make me feel better. Cause you sing along with every song, I know you didn’t mean to give them to me.
Paramore (Foo Fighters) - There Goes My Hero
Too alarming now to talk it out. Take your pictures down and shake it out. Truth or consequence, say it aloud, use that evidence, race it around. There goes my hero, Watch him as he goes, There goes my hero. He's ordinary.
Daughtry - September
How the time passed away? All the trouble that we gave and all those days we spent out by the lake.Has it all gone to waste? All the promises we made.One by one they vanish just the same.
Relient K - Deathbed
You cried wolf, the tears they soaked your fur. The blood dripped from your fangs. You said, "What have I done?" You loved that lamb. With every sinful bone, and there you wept alone. Your heart was so contrite.
Vanilla Twilight - Owlcity
I'll find repose in new ways though I haven't slept in two days. 'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone, but drenched in vanilla twilight. I'll sit on the front porch all night. Waist deep in thought because whenI think of you I don't feel so alone.
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"I like to think I'm smart. The reproductive system? They have a show about that now? I'll help you with it, yeah, no problem. Shouldn't be hard".


”Ann! Your smart right? I’m doing this project on sex so will you watch that show about what happens when people to do thing that creates babies with me. God, what is called?”
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Peter Parker & Annalee Barton
“You better not be running off without me now.”
“You’re gonna need to keep up”
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I look at people like Angelina Jolie and all that she is doing, and I think ‘Wow, that is the direction I want to go in.” I’m hoping that the small amount of power that I am able to accrue will be enough to change at least one life, and preferably thousands.
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