Tasha instinctively looked down at the sawed~off when he mentioned her weapon of choice. When he was finished speaking, she hefted it up and proclaimed "Yea, it's a nice piece. I took it from the last guy who threatened to shoot anyone who left his group."<br/>This was followed by a quick wicked grin. Noticing the woman standing near, she continued. "But he was an ignorant fool."<br/><br/>She hoped Alek, (or Howl, as he liked to be called) was more competent than the leader of that last<span style="font-style: italic"> 'militia' </span>she was mixed up with. He seems to have plenty of experience, and that old man certainly has a good deal of faith in the guy. Having little choice in the matter, she would have to play along- at least, for now.<br/><br/>"Anyway," she continued, "I better see the guard about some supplies."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Nadiya smiled at both of them and introduced herself to the woman. "Hello, I'm Nadiya."</span><br/><br/>Putting on her pleasant face, Natasha returned the greeting. "I'm Natasha. Nice to meet you. I guess we'll be working together, no?"