[All right, this isn't quite what Natasha hoped for today, but she's here and she doesn't have much to go on so first thing first. Find out who else is here. Find out if they have any information aside from what's available via the data point. Find out if they're safe here, and make sure they can stay that way. For all of those goals, investigating the Whale Comb seems like her best move. It'll attract anyone else in the area and it's the only spot in sight that might offer supplies.
She starts with the meat. It's a calculated risk. On an alien planet, there's not really any way to be sure what will be toxic or not, but the berries are more suspicious in their way.
It's... fine. It's food. She's had worse. Compared to the protein solids provided by the Atroma, it's actually identifiable as a food source.
She's set it aside and moved onto looking at the others with her when she suddenly finds herself swaying on her feet, hit with a wave of drowsiness.]
That's not good... [Through a yawn.]
Miles to Go
[After her experience at the Whale Comb, it became obvious to Natasha that she was going to need somewhere secure to rest if and when things went wrong. With that in mind, she can be found in the hotel. She picked a room with enough room for a few people to sleep comfortably and she's working determinedly to clear it out. Clean it up. Make it suitable for herself and... whoever else might need to stay here, really.
There are still a few people she's hoping to find...]
Natasha Romanoff | MCU | DFAU
[All right, this isn't quite what Natasha hoped for today, but she's here and she doesn't have much to go on so first thing first. Find out who else is here. Find out if they have any information aside from what's available via the data point. Find out if they're safe here, and make sure they can stay that way. For all of those goals, investigating the Whale Comb seems like her best move. It'll attract anyone else in the area and it's the only spot in sight that might offer supplies.
She starts with the meat. It's a calculated risk. On an alien planet, there's not really any way to be sure what will be toxic or not, but the berries are more suspicious in their way.
It's... fine. It's food. She's had worse. Compared to the protein solids provided by the Atroma, it's actually identifiable as a food source.
She's set it aside and moved onto looking at the others with her when she suddenly finds herself swaying on her feet, hit with a wave of drowsiness.]
That's not good... [Through a yawn.]
Miles to Go
[After her experience at the Whale Comb, it became obvious to Natasha that she was going to need somewhere secure to rest if and when things went wrong. With that in mind, she can be found in the hotel. She picked a room with enough room for a few people to sleep comfortably and she's working determinedly to clear it out. Clean it up. Make it suitable for herself and... whoever else might need to stay here, really.
There are still a few people she's hoping to find...]