Chapter 11: I Want To Help

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VIENNA

"At a special United Nations conference, 117 countries have come together to ratify the Sokovia Accords." 

Nick, still in the skirt and graphic tee, and combat boots, now had her jacket unzipped and thrown over her bag hanging on her hip because with the many people in suits and official pencil skirts or dresses, she was overheating. Her hair was in the same hair style as well, which was actually done by Natasha that morning. She had also worn sunglasses that Natasha gave her on their way in so that none of the News cameras or anyone would have been able to see her face or get a good photo of her. 

Nick also had her camera out, not only to take photos but to keep up the simple Intern facade that they told everyone in the office that she was - but also kept her name from getting said. 

"Excuse me, Ms. Romanoff?" A UN staff member walked over, causing Nick to look up from her camera briefly, since she had been messing with the settings to work with the certain lighting and everything around them. Plus, it gave her something to keep her hands active. 

"Yes?" Natasha turned towards her, and the staff member just showed her a clipboard. "These need your signature."

As Natasha dealt with that, Nick had moved over to the edge of the room and lifted up the camera to take a picture of the crowded room of very official looking people. Before she then moved over to the windows and took a picture of the view they had on one of the top floors of the large building. 

"You know, there's a window down the hall that'll give you a better view of the city." A voice made the girl turn to look, noting the man's accent and he did seem familiar but she couldn't quit place it. Nick just gave him a kind smile and shook her head, "Thanks, but I probably shouldn't wonder off."

"You seem pretty young to be working here." He said with a charming smile, and she couldn't help a light scoff since he was obviously joking, so she just shook her head. "I'm 15, and I'm just an intern."

Noticing her slight accent, he furrowed his eyebrows. "For who?"

"Nick?" Natasha's voice made Nick look over before quickly going over to the red headed woman, causing him to watch, as Natasha then shook her head and lowered her voice. "Remind me to make sure we get food after this."

"Cheeseburgers?" Nick raised an eyebrow with a smile, and Natasha chuckled with a nod. "Of course."

"I suppose neither of us is used to the spotlight." The same guy from before spoke up as he approached them, looking at Natasha, as the two girls turned to face him. 

"Oh, well, it's not always so flattering." Natasha said with a brief small smile, and T'Challa nods as he glanced around. "You seem to be doing alright so far." Then he looked back at her, "Considering your last trip to Capitol Hill. I wouldn't think you'd be particularly comfortable in this company."

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