Natasha scarcely has time to flick an annoyed glance towards Ms. Wytt before the excitement starts.  She reacts at the sound of the machine gun, her brilliant blue eyes going wide, her head turning.  Her hands seem to blur to the unaugmented eye as her reflex trigger toggles, a high-tech pistol suddenly appearing in her delicate grasp.  It whirrs lightly as it attaches to her smartlink, coming online, the ammo loading into position.<br/><br/>At the explosion, Natasha once again reacts instinctively, ducking behind the Rolls Royce, one hand coming up to shield her eyes, although her hand on the gun remains steady.  As the other two team members run to the damaged plane, she moves to the hangar door, taking a firing position, her aim sweeping the area, prepared to protect her teammates with covering fire.