Same Old Song and Dance || ofthehawkseyes
She packed her duffle bag with ease and something that vaguely resembled organization before slinging it over her shoulder and heading for the helicarrier that would be taking her and Clint to Germany. The last time she'd been there, she'd been able to bash in the skulls of about two dozen neo nazis so she couldn't say she wasn't looking forward to the mission for once.
Natasha boarded the aircraft and headed straight for the back where she could change into a different suit before readying her weapons to be equipped when they were ready to parachute into an open field along Germany's vast and open countryside.
Turning on her heel, she was met with her partner and offered him a smirk. "Sprechen Sie Deutsch?"
