š·: She lifts her hands up to show that she's not a threat
"Just some symbiote business... we're protectors, we're here to keep the multiverse safe."
āŖļø: Silver grabs the vial of yellow goo and holds it up
"We just wanted to make sure that they wouldn't kill more Symbiotes..."
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...Yes I am
*She said before she jumped off the pillar with abit of a stumble showing shes still not use to her wings*
What brings you to my earth..?
š·: The widow sees her and squints, grabbing her gun
"Silver, what's your read?"
āŖļø: "Body language matches... More scars than the normal. Obviously wings are new. If it was a clone, the muscle memory would've been lacking."
š·: "Huh... you're Natasha... from this universe."
She puts her gun away
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@silver-widow.bsky.social
*Natasha comes through a portal into the city landing on a broken pillar and looks at her counterpart*
It's been a long time
