Natasha had just ambushed the remaining combatants with a sniper rifle that she had somehow modified to fire hard small powder grenades that detonated and covered their victims in a variety of strange colored powders. I don't see anyone else lining up to get your ass out of here, so I did. Natasha grinned and deadpanned a little, letting the sarcasm come through, waving her hand with a gun on you as if greeting. Hey. She muttered with a smirk