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[punchedhitler]

[There's the sound of a motorcycle engine revving, and then it dies, quick]

Wait-

[There's another pause and the sound of someone else making a slight questioning noise]

Clint? What's going on?

Hang on, let me check my crystal ball.

[ It's deadpan, and there's the sound of him checking the contents of the bag he's still holding onto with his one treasured possession inside. ]

I'd say Fury was serious about the whole sending us off if we refused to clean up thing, but he likes you, you're his favourite, so I'm having a hard time believing that.

[ There's another pause. ]

Sorry, Steve, I got nothing on this. Well, unless you're good with blaming Stark.

we're not blaming Mr. Stark. There's something familiar about this.


[ooc: STEVE IS BACK and meet Clint Barton, City (he's speaking in purple!). Steve doesn't remember everything but it'll come back pretty quick. Expect threadjacks!]

Comments

[officer_garrus]

Welcome back, Steve. Who's your friend?

[punchedhitler]

Garrus!

Oh, that's Clint.

[officer_garrus]

Clint, huh? Is he in the same line of work as you?

[punchedhitler]

Security, I guess.

[Because outing a fellow Avenger is Not Cool]

[officer_garrus]

Ah. I used to do that.

[punchedhitler]

He's a good man.

[officer_garrus]

That's good.