Yelena has been... lost since coming back from nothingness. Five years passed her by in a matter of seconds. It wasn't easy to put together. Worse still was realizing that she had missed her own sister's death. She was intent on taking out the man said to be responsible, and she almost had, until he had known that whistle. It took every ounce of wind left in her sails and it was the moment she realized she could not trust Valentina.
Saving the other Widows was at least a purpose to work toward, but the ones left had proven impossible to find, already dead, or they had saved already. Watching them wake up never got any easier, either. She dreams of it, and of the things she had done under Drekyov's intense control after Natasha had defected.
Her family barely exists now; Natasha is gone, Yelena isn't even sure where Melina is, and her father... well. At least she can still drop in on him from time to time, yes?
She doesn't bother knocking, instead she simply picks the locks on his door and slips inside. Perhaps not the smartest move, but... he is old, and not near as spry as he once ways, so even if he tries to attack her for catching him off-guard, she does not doubt her ability to dodge it. "Hi, dad..." she says from behind the couch before she moves around it to sink down onto it next to him.
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Date: 2025-01-15 07:27 am (UTC)Saving the other Widows was at least a purpose to work toward, but the ones left had proven impossible to find, already dead, or they had saved already. Watching them wake up never got any easier, either. She dreams of it, and of the things she had done under Drekyov's intense control after Natasha had defected.
Her family barely exists now; Natasha is gone, Yelena isn't even sure where Melina is, and her father... well. At least she can still drop in on him from time to time, yes?
She doesn't bother knocking, instead she simply picks the locks on his door and slips inside. Perhaps not the smartest move, but... he is old, and not near as spry as he once ways, so even if he tries to attack her for catching him off-guard, she does not doubt her ability to dodge it. "Hi, dad..." she says from behind the couch before she moves around it to sink down onto it next to him.