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Natasha eyed the Ranger as he walked in. She never got along too well with Rangers; they were shoot first and ask questions later kind of people. And most of the ones she'd run into were as arrogant as it got. Natasha grimaced at the memory when she got into a fight with one...only for him to have several other Rangers rush to his aid. Needless to say, she lost.

Her attention snapped back to the still unnamed man. Natasha listened intently as he explained the mission, and as the two men stood and asked their questions. She nodded in agreement; how much she was going to be paid was definitely something she wanted to know...as well as what exactly they were looking for. Otherwise, it seemed simple enough. Get in, retrieve the weapon, get out, and don't die.