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[bettercallit]

[ It's been eight days. Eight whole days. Better late than never, right? But in case anyone's yet to figure it out, he feels the need to make the announcement. He's sticking to text to avoid a metaphor slipping out; that's his story and he's sticking to it, okay? Okay. ]

Agent Phil Coulson has left the City.

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[theassassin]

[Lingering there a moment before she pulls her hand back, she takes the moment for what it is, someone craving a little human contact, but mostly unwilling to accept it.]

There certainly can can be.

[Names. She might not have mentioned it to Clint, yet, but she's no longer calling Bucky 'James', because after their second meeting, she realized that, while Bucky is part of her James, there is none of her James in Bucky. So.. Bucky is his name, and that is what she will call him. It's easier for her that way.]

What is your Fury like?

[One day, when the wound isn't so raw for him, she'll ask him to tell her more about Coulson, today is not that day.]

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[bettercallit]

[ He's grateful for that, and one day he might admit that to her, when it's less painful to think about him without breaking inside. It would be one thing for him to leave the City, but he knows when he follows him out, he won't be there waiting. ]

Big, black, badass. The usual. Guess he can't be much different no matter what universe he's in. Right?

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[theassassin]

[She's an assassin, she's nothing if not patient. And stubborn.

But wait.. what?

She stares up at him like "What?"]

Black? [Blink. Blink.] Huh... he's white where I'm from, with dark hair, gray on the sides. Eye patch... and all the attitude that comes with it.

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[bettercallit]

[ The surprise switching over, Clint pushes himself up a bit, elbow digging into the cushion so he can get a better look at her. ]

Fury's got hair? That's something I've gotta see. [ But surprise aside, he snorts. ] Yeah, the eye patch is a thing, and the attitude sounds about right.

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[theassassin]

[She nods.. And laughs.] I take it he doesn't where you're from then? [She's grinning up at him now.] Well, at least that's one thing that can be counted on no matter where we are.

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[bettercallit]

Bald as the day he was born. Gives him an edge. [ Mocking aside, though, he does respect the man, even if he doesn't always put out all the facts. ] Never thought I'd say it, but it's a comforting thought.

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[theassassin]

That's funny, I don't think I can even picture him like that. [Settling again, she looks oddly at ease at this news.] Funny thing is, I completely agree with you.

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[bettercallit]

Should get Rogers to draw you up a sketch, not exactly the real thing, but the guy's good with a pencil.

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[theassassin]

It would be better than nothing. Where's that bottle?

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[bettercallit]

[ Switching it from his left hand furthest away to his right, Clint offers it out to her. ]

You got around to meeting everyone?

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[theassassin]

[Accepts the bottle and lifts her head up enough to get a drink.] I've spoken with them...

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[bettercallit]

Any of 'em remotely like what you're used to?

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[theassassin]

Close. But not quite the same.

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[bettercallit]

How long've you been an Avenger?

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[theassassin]

Off an on for far too long, I'm not right now, I work with SHIELD.

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[bettercallit]

The Avengers are kinda new, but SHIELD's home.

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[theassassin]

Yeah... and it probably always will be. In one way or another.

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[bettercallit]

Well, unless Stark gets his way on the tower front.