[Ava is the sort who definitely pays attention to the name and the photo that she manages to get out of the staff. The fact of how on edge they are just reinforces her sense that there's more going on her than what she was told. She knows that she should be talking to people, knows that's what Natasha would do, but she's never been as good at it. It's just not what she leans toward. So instead she just takes what information the staff gives her and makes her way to the gym.
It's late, but Ava doesn't sleep particularly well when she does, so a late-night trip to the gym is almost routine. Although, she hasn't really had access to a gym since SHIELD went to pieces, since she ran. But she shows up in casual clothes, hair pulled up into a ponytail, and she wraps her hands before laying into a punching bag. It's a good way to order her thoughts, make sense out of everything. She'd agreed to this because if she was honest with herself, she'd really had nowhere else to go.
If someone else walks in, she'll hit the bag another few times, then look back over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow no matter how big or small they might be.] You up for sparring?
II. Obstacle Course
[She finds her way to the obstacle course, mostly because talk about joining the Guard sounds interesting. She's not sure if the Volunteers are actually allowed to, but nevertheless, it's something that catches her attention. And well, physical exertion is one of her go-tos. She's been through SHIELD's training regimes, so she wants to see how this measures up. So, maybe the music is a bit... much, but she tries to keep an optimistic outlook about the whole thing.
She's not quite sure what to expect, watching the countdown, and she springs into action as the screen displays Go!, moving faster than one might expect from the redheaded waif. It's a lovely place, even if it is artifical, it reminds her of summer afternoons spent drawing in Central Park. She navigates the obstacle course quite well, even showing off as she dismounts after climbing to the top of a rope wall by just jumping down, landing light on her feet and continuing.
She's always up for a little friendly competition, so if she sees someone else attempting the rings over the lake, she'll definitely turn it into a race. Think you can keep up? Her reach might not be as long as some given her small stature, but the way she moves is fluid, and her agility is off the charts.]
III. Welcome to Zhautas
[Honestly, Ava rather likes Nevrione. It reminds her of home with crunch of leaves under her boots, and the red brown and gold, and the crispness of the autumn air. It's nice. A sentiment that the addition of red cat ears and a tail doesn't actually discourage. She can even be found laughing in amusement as she gets used to it, having a little trouble getting her tail to not swipe at passers-by, which she looks quite apologetic about. Eventually, she manages to get the hang of it, mostly keeping it behind her, or curled against her leg when the crowd gets particularly dense.
She slips through the market, mostly just window-shopping. Though those with quick eyes might notice that a piece of fruit in her hands looks rather like the wares of a merchant a few stalls back. She has silver fingers, though she's subtle about it, and doesn't take too much. But the life she remembers best is a streetkid on the streets of Brooklyn, and some habits are hard to forget. That said, well, Ava gets a lot less touchy with the wares when they become a bit more risque.
She is, however, only too glad to accept any request for help, busying herself with taking down decorations, and helping out with the preparations for winter. But eventually, she finds some time for herself, and a convient perch and she gets out her drawing pad and pencils and spends a while sketching the people passing by. It's nice, just having some time to herself, and drawing people without worrying about who might see her. It's been a while since she's allowed herself the comfort. If anyone happens to catch sight of her, she's more than willing to take requests.]
IV. Sex Pollen [18+ for smut, OTA for awkwardness]
[Ava hadn't really been particularly interested in the stories about the orgy from the Harvest Festival, but given that she does like exploring at night, she does find herself running across the pollen. She does her best to ignore the affects, but it's a struggle, and to someone else she might seem a little under the weather, all flushed and her skin warm to the touch, her earlier grace gone as she struggles against the effects, a touch woozy on her feet. The strangest thing, though, is probably the way that her eyes glow, almost electic blue in the dark. Maybe it goes with that tail and ears she'd aquired.
Although, her tail seems to get rather touchy with people that stray too close. And while before she would apologize about it, now she laughs softly, her smile a little impish in the dark.]
It seems to have a mind of its own. [They way that she says it isn't really appologetic, though. Of course, maybe someone that was there for the orgy, or that knows this place a little better can recognize the symptoms? She definitely seems like she needs a helping hand one way or another.]
V. Bangr
bangr
Ava Orlova | 21
Would you have sex in public?
No. Well. Maybe? I guess it depends on how public it was? And how much I liked the person I was with. And how likely we were to get caught. But probably not.
✓
✕
YES
NO
[ooc: Ava's pretty easy, so feel free to hit me up with anything! She's bi. I need to redo her kinklist but her info page has a kinks section for reference! Feel free to PM with any questions!]
Ava Orlova | Forever Red / Marvel
[Ava is the sort who definitely pays attention to the name and the photo that she manages to get out of the staff. The fact of how on edge they are just reinforces her sense that there's more going on her than what she was told. She knows that she should be talking to people, knows that's what Natasha would do, but she's never been as good at it. It's just not what she leans toward. So instead she just takes what information the staff gives her and makes her way to the gym.
It's late, but Ava doesn't sleep particularly well when she does, so a late-night trip to the gym is almost routine. Although, she hasn't really had access to a gym since SHIELD went to pieces, since she ran. But she shows up in casual clothes, hair pulled up into a ponytail, and she wraps her hands before laying into a punching bag. It's a good way to order her thoughts, make sense out of everything. She'd agreed to this because if she was honest with herself, she'd really had nowhere else to go.
If someone else walks in, she'll hit the bag another few times, then look back over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow no matter how big or small they might be.] You up for sparring?
II. Obstacle Course
[She finds her way to the obstacle course, mostly because talk about joining the Guard sounds interesting. She's not sure if the Volunteers are actually allowed to, but nevertheless, it's something that catches her attention. And well, physical exertion is one of her go-tos. She's been through SHIELD's training regimes, so she wants to see how this measures up. So, maybe the music is a bit... much, but she tries to keep an optimistic outlook about the whole thing.
She's not quite sure what to expect, watching the countdown, and she springs into action as the screen displays Go!, moving faster than one might expect from the redheaded waif. It's a lovely place, even if it is artifical, it reminds her of summer afternoons spent drawing in Central Park. She navigates the obstacle course quite well, even showing off as she dismounts after climbing to the top of a rope wall by just jumping down, landing light on her feet and continuing.
She's always up for a little friendly competition, so if she sees someone else attempting the rings over the lake, she'll definitely turn it into a race. Think you can keep up? Her reach might not be as long as some given her small stature, but the way she moves is fluid, and her agility is off the charts.]
III. Welcome to Zhautas
[Honestly, Ava rather likes Nevrione. It reminds her of home with crunch of leaves under her boots, and the red brown and gold, and the crispness of the autumn air. It's nice. A sentiment that the addition of red cat ears and a tail doesn't actually discourage. She can even be found laughing in amusement as she gets used to it, having a little trouble getting her tail to not swipe at passers-by, which she looks quite apologetic about. Eventually, she manages to get the hang of it, mostly keeping it behind her, or curled against her leg when the crowd gets particularly dense.
She slips through the market, mostly just window-shopping. Though those with quick eyes might notice that a piece of fruit in her hands looks rather like the wares of a merchant a few stalls back. She has silver fingers, though she's subtle about it, and doesn't take too much. But the life she remembers best is a streetkid on the streets of Brooklyn, and some habits are hard to forget. That said, well, Ava gets a lot less touchy with the wares when they become a bit more risque.
She is, however, only too glad to accept any request for help, busying herself with taking down decorations, and helping out with the preparations for winter. But eventually, she finds some time for herself, and a convient perch and she gets out her drawing pad and pencils and spends a while sketching the people passing by. It's nice, just having some time to herself, and drawing people without worrying about who might see her. It's been a while since she's allowed herself the comfort. If anyone happens to catch sight of her, she's more than willing to take requests.]
IV. Sex Pollen [18+ for smut, OTA for awkwardness]
[Ava hadn't really been particularly interested in the stories about the orgy from the Harvest Festival, but given that she does like exploring at night, she does find herself running across the pollen. She does her best to ignore the affects, but it's a struggle, and to someone else she might seem a little under the weather, all flushed and her skin warm to the touch, her earlier grace gone as she struggles against the effects, a touch woozy on her feet. The strangest thing, though, is probably the way that her eyes glow, almost electic blue in the dark. Maybe it goes with that tail and ears she'd aquired.
Although, her tail seems to get rather touchy with people that stray too close. And while before she would apologize about it, now she laughs softly, her smile a little impish in the dark.]
It seems to have a mind of its own. [They way that she says it isn't really appologetic, though. Of course, maybe someone that was there for the orgy, or that knows this place a little better can recognize the symptoms? She definitely seems like she needs a helping hand one way or another.]
V. Bangr
No. Well. Maybe? I guess it depends on how public it was? And how much I liked the person I was with. And how likely we were to get caught. But probably not.
[ooc: Ava's pretty easy, so feel free to hit me up with anything! She's bi. I need to redo her kinklist but her info page has a kinks section for reference! Feel free to PM with any questions!]