Natalya was carefully walking around, following the trail that the men from earlier had left behind while attempting to escort their prize, that, and she also had stolen a little something something that maybeeeee conveniently gave her the directions to their place! As she walked through the snow, she would come across the hide-out. Now as much as she would just love to burst into the place guns ablazing. That was an impractical and most likely suicidal move to begin with...She needed something else to really burst out in there. As she would sneak across the area, attempting to get her bearing on the tall hideout that was clearly about..2-3 stories high.

Attempting to pull what she called some "Ninja bullshit". Natalya would leap high into the air about 4 meters in order to get onto the edge of the 2nd floor, essentially she clinged herself onto the edge of one of the windows when she had leaped towards it. Carefully surveying to make sure nobody caught her ass whatsoever, that would be a little hard given how damn obvious her legs made her compared to other people. As she was after all 10ft in total terms of height... Stealth wasn't exactly too easy for her stature. Scaling across the building, she would begin to peep into the windows in order to get a better idea of just who was she dealing with. The first window she was clinging onto had absolutely no luck hm...

Scaling across the ledges and climbing across the wall. She would peer onto the second window she came across, noticing a few thugs and the exchange of some odd crates on the inside. Some part of her wanted to just bust in there and raid everything. While another wiser part told her to just stay the hell out there.

Whatever you do Natalya. Don't you dare jump i-

Fuck that!

At once, her brash nature took over and was probably going to get her killed. As she would kick at the glass window, hard and with a large swing. Throw her entire body forward through the glass.

She'd yell while swinging in, landing somewhat gracefully due to her sense of balance as the glass crashed around her. There were about four men in the room who were exchanging crates and sorting through them. However the moment Natalya had said her shit, one of them spoke up.

What is this a fuckin joke?Shoot this bitch up.

It was at that moment, Natalya knew she fucked up. As they all began to draw flint-locks and load them up. By the time they were loading though, Natalya had began to take cover behind a few of the crates. As the bullets began to whiz and graze past where she was.

Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit!

Her mistake was going to get her killed just like she had almost been earlier, and damn was it gonna sting like a bitch as well. She had to come up with something, quickly. Then..That's when it hit her! She would bust open one of the crates near her, and rifle through it. Finding a bunch of useless items in it however, and drugs. Which...Weren't exactly going to help her.

Goddamn idiots couldn't carry something that'd help me now could they?Hmph.

Natalya was then cut short by a bullet whizzing through her hair, shit. She had to pull something off faster. As she continued to rifle through the crates near her. Natalya took a risk, the long-leg poking her head out in order to get a glimpse at just who was where, she was only able to make out about 3 other figures. As she would move over back in before getting her head blown off. They were all firing from their respective positions as they saw clearly, Natalya did not possess any form of fire-arm and that made her rather vulnerable to their assault.

Upon hearing the clip bust out, and the bullets being reloaded back in Natalya realized. Now was the time to strike.

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the minute the chamber was reloading, Natalya hopped over the crates she was taking cover behind. Actually no-that was what she wanted to do in her mind, be the action hero movie star and kick all of these people's asses in two seconds, but that's not what reality wanted.As she would kick forward some of the boxes and start to rapidly launch them at the men. Causing them to be nearly stunned and knocked back due to the sudden force of the crates hitting their bodies and incapacitating them.

It didn't stop there at all, as Natalya still had too finish them off for good, the sudden crate impacts had started to send the men into the walls, but all this commotion was going to make more enemies appear and make things worse...What ever was Natalya to do right now... As she continued to kick the crates out from where she was at their heads, at their limbs and at their bodys. In a sense Dragonov was now a friggin base ball pitcher!Except she wasn't pitching baseballs you see but crates at these unlucky sons of bitches.

Having run out of crates to kick at some point. Natalya had accidentally kicked the air a few times before nearly spinning and busting her ass on the ground. ..Shit I need to be more careful these days.She nearly laughed at her own stupidity as the woman began to stand back up. Looking across the room she would find... The four figures who previously tried to shoot her to death dazed, on the ground nearly dead. Bruised and bleeding. The sudden impact of several crates was enough to kill and at the very least injure you badly to begin with. It was a clever usage of her enviroment. Natalya was in fact surprised she could pull it off. These bitches still had nothing on me!Fancy damn guns don't ever win you much in life anyway.

While walking forward. Natalya would pick up the half loaded Flint-Lock of one of the men that attempted to shoot her and begin to load it up. It was apparently a six-shooter of some kind that could serve some usage to her. Despite the fact that the woman was incapable of aiming to save her life. LITERALLY. As she loaded up the Flint-Lock, Natalya would carefully press her body against the side of the door and look out for more intruders.

Looking out, she would actually begin to see a duo of thuggies walking over to where she was.

Yeah I think this is where I recall hearing the commotion-OI I DON'T RECALL THIS BITCH BEING HERE!

With that, the men drew their own pistols and began to take shots, causing Natalya to back up against the wall again, away fromt heir line of fire. she had to take them down somehow...What better way to look cool as shit while doing it? As the woman would proceed to slide forward to the other side of the door opening, but not before firing off a quick bullet at the midsection of one of the men. Effectivley taking him down for the count. Reaching the other side of the doorway Natalya would breath heavily, albeit even slightly nervous about what she was doing at the moment. The Long-leg couldn't aim a gun for shit!

With that, Natalya would burst out the front, and shoot directly at the man that was almost ready to fire back at her, but was caught off guard by the sudden burst of speed she shot out in order to take his ass down. Shooting him twice in the chest, he would go down before he could even land a shot against her. There was no time to really make sure he was dead either...As Dragonov continued to sprint down the hallway like hell. Intent on finding the son of a bitch that was responsible for this would be slave attempt on her own life.

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She continued to dash through the hallway, slightly nervous, shaking a bit but she was gonna pull this the hell off alright. She was being the real damn action hero she envisioned. Albeit in truth reality had just nearly killed her while she was on the case, this was becoming rather deadly, could she afford to make such a risk?The gun shots had certainly drawn a commotion and this was definently going to attract attention from the local populace sooner or later. So Natalya would now resort to attempting to arrest these guys.

As she ran around the hallway. Upon making a turn, she would be up in the face of one of the mooks unlucky to get in her way, due to her constant running though and not at all stopping. Natalya would jump and kick him in the face, overtaking him quickly because of her superior reflex and the fact that she had the home advantage with her momentum. Before quickly pinning him down and cuffing his ass to the ground. Nice try asshole, your not going anywhere.With a cocky smirk, she kicked him in the head and left him to rot right there, she should be able to keep these guys down long enough for local marines to eventually come here and take em in. As Natalya would take a more subtle and slow approach now...

Carefully surveying through the hallway, she would squat down hard, and with a sudden motion. Leap up into the third floor through the floorboard. Still holding her pistol. Although she was a marine, Natalya didn't give a shit about "collateral", this was the building of an asshole after all. Not someone who really anybody cared about in the first place.

By jumping through the floorboard though, Natalya left herself vulnerable, as upon bursting through the floor. One of the mooks from the floor above her had nearly fallen down and sent her flying down back. Though thankfully he landed to her side and beat his own ass down due to the impact caused by his fall. Natalya had in reality burst into a room with the remaining mooks. Who she did not hesitate to take aim at while in mid-air.

Almost got it....

In the meantime though. Natalya due to her jump would actually fail at aiming because of her lack of reflex and aiming skills, and would instead crash into another mook who had the inconvenience of being in her way. Landing directly on him with her weight. Argh shit...Sorry asshole, I needed someone to catch me.As she was getting up though, the other men did not hesitate to restrain her, as they began to jump at her and try to keep her down with their weight. The 3 left over guys attempting to hold her down to knock her out. As Natalya struggled to get up. These guys weren't exactly pushovers of any kind you see, and her main strength lied in her legs right now. So with them all over her. The woman had a hard time really bursting or breaking out.

Hngh!Get the fuck off me!

Natalya kicked around like a rabid horse almost. Pissed and attempting to throw the men off but to no avail. As they would start to attach chains to her body, which would weigh her down even more and were now attempting to restrain her completely.

...Shit, was she about to become a slave?To have her whole life reduced to nothing?.

Damnit no...It wasn't going to end like this. In response to one of the men on her back, she would attempt to bend her legs back and roll forward slightly. Causing her legs to impact with his face feet first. Her arms were nearly restrained by the time she pulled this feat off. Meanwhile the other two moved back at this assault. They didn't want to take any unnecessary injuries. As one pulled out a pistol and shot twice at the left and right sides of her legs at the area between her ass and the back of her knee. In an attempt the cripple the woman.

I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU PEOPLE FOR THAT!!!!!!!!!

If she was angry already, Natalya was foaming at the mouth now. Attempting to get up as the man reloaded his simple shot pistol and the other looked at her fearfully. She would stand with difficulty, cringing in pain from how she was shot before rapidly kicking the one with the pistol three times, twice in his face and once in his chest. The resulting blows fucking him up horribly and disfiguring him a bit. as such a quick series of blows against him didn't spell well for the man. His subordinate though was rather cowardly, and would only beg.

PLEASE WAIT!I'LL GIVE YOU ANYTHING OH SHI-

His last words being in response to Natalya's foot coming into contact with his face. Fucking asshole tried to restrain her, he was gonna pay heavily for what he had done. As she would wince horribly midway due to how she was shot and still bleeding from the areas she was fired at in. This threatened to cripple her movement, so Natalya kept it simple and would only stomp him once or twice to finish the job effectively.

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And so....That was that.

Two Hours Later.

Natalya had gotten her Injuries fixed up, and had gone to the local marines about what went down, resulting in marines actually sweeping through and arresting whoever was still actually alive in the building. Natalya certainly got her pay for a job well done,albeit with some casualties. However.... As she went back to get more of a lead on Bad Luck Brian. She saw a figure moving out of the back of the building and sprinting full course, slightly overweight with dual blades.

Well well well, What do we have here?

On that, Natalya sprinted full force to catch up to him, to "investigate" this guy

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