Muna sat on a chair, her one of her legs folded over the other. She was in the black market, one of the few places she was likely to get a job around these parts. Rumiko and Kenjiro were right, it seemed that everyone around here was pulled together, and the only people they deemed worth targeting was the one group she wouldn't go after. With her cloak hanging by her sides, her gun was glaringly obvious at her hip. In the B Market, it only meant one thing, and everyone knew it: Assassin. She sat there, her eyes cast to the ground, waiting for someone gutsy enough to walk up to her and offer her a job. A few minutes later, she saw a pair of feet in front of her and looked up to get a good look at her employer.

Deidara walked through the black market looking for someone who could get the job done for him. It was important and well planned, he just needed someone who'd do the job willingly. Just when he thought the hell with it he spotted a woman with her head bowed. She looked like she needed something to do. As she looked up he grinned. "I need a favor," he said simply.

Muna couldn't believe what she saw. She knew very well who this was, and normally did her best to avoid taking jobs that had to do with him. Grinning, she said "I never thought I'd see the day when I'd have you as my employer." When he told her that he needed a favor she just smiled and gave a shrug. "Then I'm your girl." She gave a small glance around before looking back at Deidara. "Who's the target? Unless you'd rather go somewhere with less people before telling me," she said with a shrug. "And in case you haven't heard of me, you can call me Muna."