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"The target is a mobile satellite launch platform: The Lemurian Star," Rumlow said, voice loud over the engines of the cargo plane the STRIKE team, Steve and Natasha were in. "It was sending up their last payload when pirates took them, ninety-three minutes ago."
Steve made a face. "Any demands?"
"A billion and a half," Rumlow replied. "Why so steep?" Steve asked.
"Because it SHIELD's," Rumlow said.
"So the ship's not off-course, it's trespassing," Steve concluded, looking unhappy.
"I'm sure they have a good reason," Natasha said, tugging on the sleeves of her catsuit and making sure her weapons were in order.
"You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor," Steve told her.
"Relax, it's not that complicated," Natasha said.
( Did someone say let's have a quick movie recap? No? Tough )
Steve made a face. "Any demands?"
"A billion and a half," Rumlow replied. "Why so steep?" Steve asked.
"Because it SHIELD's," Rumlow said.
"So the ship's not off-course, it's trespassing," Steve concluded, looking unhappy.
"I'm sure they have a good reason," Natasha said, tugging on the sleeves of her catsuit and making sure her weapons were in order.
"You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor," Steve told her.
"Relax, it's not that complicated," Natasha said.
( Did someone say let's have a quick movie recap? No? Tough )
