Daily was whistling to herself a slow, sad tune she had no idea where it was from, when she heard something. Turning her head sharply, but hand on her gun still relaxed, she saw a man step forward into the small clearing where she stood. He had his hands up and asked her not to shoot, making her smirk slightly. [i]I’m just here for the uh… mission.[/i] Raising an eyebrow she watched him as he moved his bag and pulled out a letter that looked the same as hers, tossing it on the ground between them. After a moment she laughed softly and leaned down to pick it up.

[b]”No need to be so afraid of me, Bud,”[/b] she smirked, looking at the letter and reading it over. Other than the name on the outside of the envelope it was indeed the same. [b]”Here,”[/b] she said, closing the gap between them to hand it back to him. [b]”Didn’t know I was so terrifying. Oh right… this thing,”[/b] she said, lifting her gun but making sure to keep it pointed away from the man as she rotated it a few times in her palm. [b]”It’s not for you, so chill. What’s your name? Looks like we’ll be working together after all. I’m Daily,”[/b] she said calmly, switching hands with her gun to shake his hand. She could tell the difference between a threat and non-threat by this time in her life. This guy? Non-threat. 

[b]”Sorry if this thing freaks you out, but I had no idea if this was a trap or not,”[/b] she went ahead and turned the safety back on and stuck the gun in the back of her pants, sighing a bit and looking around them. [b]”Think anyone else will show?”[/b]