shooting off her grappling hook, she catches herself
on a window ledge a few stories down. with a grunt,
she feels her shoulder being yanked almost out of its
socket. crap, that’s going to kill her tomorrow. natasha
grits her teeth and continues her descent, pushing off
the building with both feet.
“ most of the time ? this isn’t even half of it. you’re
forgetting HYDRA and AIM. and the aliens and
super-powered criminals. “
tzariina posted this 
“There's no such thing as a decision. There never was. There's whether you've had a good day or a bad day, there's going forward because there's nothing behind and running because if you stand still any longer you'll fall over. There's movement or there's stagnation, there's the past that drives you and the regimental chaplain who preaches that only the obedient are free and the men who say you have no feelings, but they can't live without you.”