she’s locked and loaded and already cocking the pistol in hands [ literally ] made for it. hearing the words cause her to quickly turn, gun still pointed in the air and hair whipping to lay flat on her back. natasha wasn’t talking, per se, about killing ANYONE. but, on the other hand, she was talking about getting back something that was the sole property of S.H.I.E.L.D – AND, using every means necessary. posture is slowly straightened, empty hand attaching to the leather on her hips, matching her gaze.

“ if you’ve got a better plan, i’m all ears. ”