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bettercallit) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-10-31 08:31 pm
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[ 008 ] ♐ [ Accidental Video || Action]
[ VIDEO ]
[ Clint appears on the screen wearing a somewhat modernised Robin Hood costume, which he's actually starting to favour, quiver and arrows perched just so on his back, and wavering in and out of shot is his bow placed down beside him on the living room floor. But he's too preoccupied with putting Fury into his more traditional Robin Hood costume than the fact he's shifted his leg and knocked the precious weapon into the device, switching it on accidentally.
He's grinning at his work when he finishes, even though this dog costume is the back-up, but Phil isn't currently around to ask if he knows where the Director Fury one is - not that he's mislaid it or anything. He fusses over Fury, rubbing at the dog's ears who wags his tail happily and lets his tongue loll out to one side of his mouth where he sits between Clint's parted legs, and he puts on a voice he doesn't wish for anyone to witness. ] You're adorable. Yes, you are. All the other doggies are gonna be so jealous. You'll have to them it's 'cause your daddy is awesome. Yes, you will.
[ And this is the point where, after giggling - yes, giggling, although not exactly like a school girl - as he gets a face full of tongue, he realises the red light is on. He snatches it up, shrugs, and smiles at it. ]
Happy Halloween.
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[ Later, out in the streets long after the sun has set, Clint can be seen flashing from one place of concealment to another, bow in hand and ready to use if necessary, as he goes in search of rich people to steal from and poor people to offer the treasures to. Of course, if he happens to run across a damsel in distress, he's now apparently the kind of guy who enjoys sweeping in and saving the day. ]
[ OOC: Feel free to speak to Clint before the curse takes hold via the device or to run into him somewhere out and about. ]
[ Clint appears on the screen wearing a somewhat modernised Robin Hood costume, which he's actually starting to favour, quiver and arrows perched just so on his back, and wavering in and out of shot is his bow placed down beside him on the living room floor. But he's too preoccupied with putting Fury into his more traditional Robin Hood costume than the fact he's shifted his leg and knocked the precious weapon into the device, switching it on accidentally.
He's grinning at his work when he finishes, even though this dog costume is the back-up, but Phil isn't currently around to ask if he knows where the Director Fury one is - not that he's mislaid it or anything. He fusses over Fury, rubbing at the dog's ears who wags his tail happily and lets his tongue loll out to one side of his mouth where he sits between Clint's parted legs, and he puts on a voice he doesn't wish for anyone to witness. ] You're adorable. Yes, you are. All the other doggies are gonna be so jealous. You'll have to them it's 'cause your daddy is awesome. Yes, you will.
[ And this is the point where, after giggling - yes, giggling, although not exactly like a school girl - as he gets a face full of tongue, he realises the red light is on. He snatches it up, shrugs, and smiles at it. ]
Happy Halloween.
[ ACTION ]
[ Later, out in the streets long after the sun has set, Clint can be seen flashing from one place of concealment to another, bow in hand and ready to use if necessary, as he goes in search of rich people to steal from and poor people to offer the treasures to. Of course, if he happens to run across a damsel in distress, he's now apparently the kind of guy who enjoys sweeping in and saving the day. ]
[ OOC: Feel free to speak to Clint before the curse takes hold via the device or to run into him somewhere out and about. ]

action, just after sunset?
Agent Barton? Is that y--mmeow?
action, works for me :3
I'm sorry, miss, what was that you were saying?
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[ The accent is so not that of the typical Robin Hood, but to his own ears it sounds perfectly normal. ]
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You - up there - does the altitude clear your head for riddles?
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Let's find out.
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The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?
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That's easy. [ He's poking at the suit the man is wearing, taps at the hat with a whistle that could either be mocking or impressed, or a little of both. ] A coffin.
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[Video] fajkldj God ilu i hope this is alright.
She does not. Not at all.
Her normally red hair is carefully hidden in a blond wig, she's still getting ready, but she couldn't help stopping.]
Happy Halloween, Barton.
[She pauses, briefly considering just disconnecting, but changes her mind at the last moment.]
I'm fairly sure I'm going to live to regret this, but I need a hand. Would you mind?
[Video] Yes, yes it is.
Got to say, I'm loving the wig, Tasha.
[ He considers the request, shrugs, and nudges Fury to move so he can get up. ]
As long as you're not in a state of undress. People might talk.
[Video] :DD
[She raises a brow, maybe this isn't a good idea. She can do this herself, it's just easier with someone else to tighten the laces.]
Right. About that...
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Come on, I promise not to peek.
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Natasha sighs and calls out.]
Come in.
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[Yes, she's feigning ignorance.]
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[ He's onto her. ]
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Ninja moves? He's a dog.
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Nice dog, man. Tricks?
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Why don't you come closer and find out.
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