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[This video should be private to Natasha. She gets a ping on her communicator, but it goes out to the barge at large. It should be but it's not because Clint is exhausted and looks - and smells - like he's been living in a tree for a couple of days. The big thing however is that he's dressed in a distinctly purple outfit (not that bad, but. but.) he has an extremely impressive combat bow slung in one hand.

And he is standing over a bear. It's at an awkward angle but there's a thing buried in it's side right between the ribs. Quick death. It's a big bear.

For clint's part there is also a very deep scratch running from one shoulder to his chest but he seems utterly oblivious to it.]


Hey so, remember Bolivia and the guy who was keeping captive animals to use as "cleaners" for his drug business? How did we dispose of the corpses again or was that Coulson?

[He suddenly misses Coulson. Reaching a hand down he pats the bear's head, picking up the communicator.] Also is that a regular thing or what? I really don't want to have to use my arrows to take down perpetually pissed off animals thanks, I mean this might have been a mom or she might have had a severe case of PMS or Cabin Fever or...

[That little public light is blinking. Clint ignores it.] I dunno, you want a bearskin rug? It seems a shame to waste it.

[Honestly at this point it's probably the bloodloss that's keeping him from noticing this is a public video. Those cuts are deep.]


[The post is subsequently locked private, but Clint will still take responses to it. they just might be, really grumpy responses.]
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Date: 2012-08-28 04:58 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (We'll figure it out.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
Different universes. I definitely would have heard of the three of you if we were from the same one. [And you would have heard of him because you know. The Flying Graysons were kind of a big deal in the circus world.

And fortunately, Dick is catching up to you and pretty much immediately reaching into his jacket pocket for a field dressing, because always be prepared, right? And it's being pressed against the injury pretty much immediately, because personal space doesn't matter when someone's bleeding like that.]


Keep pressure on it, we're not that far from the infirmary. Gimme your arm.

Date: 2012-08-28 05:17 pm (UTC)
with_my_teacup: (Default)
From: [personal profile] with_my_teacup
Yup. These scale patterns are actually real good insulation. I'm thinking maybe a comforter.

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Date: 2012-08-28 05:22 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Comfort.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
I was an acrobat with Haly's Circus from pretty much the time I could walk until I was about eight. [He puts an arm around Clint's waist and starts heading back for the door, hoping he's not going to pass out on him because dragging him back was really not in Clint's best interest.]

They're coming. Just try to stay conscious, alright?

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Date: 2012-08-28 05:39 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Talking.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
Well, not bear attacks, but we've had our fair share of adventures.

Re: [Private]

Date: 2012-08-28 05:43 pm (UTC)
persuadeyou: (crashed a party with the czar)
From: [personal profile] persuadeyou
[Srsly she is absurdly glad he's here, now. But she is going to just...bypass what he's saying about her. Because a big part of her agrees, but obviously someone else doesn't. And she can't change it, so why waste time on it?]

Let me know when you're out of the infirmary.

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Date: 2012-08-28 05:47 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (When you put it that way...)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
I was a cop. [It might be a cover, but, well, that was sort of the point of a secret identity, or so he was told. He wasn't really great at the whole civilian life thing, which was probably why he'd gone for cop instead of business man or mild mannered reporter.] But ex-military's close enough, I guess.

voice;

Date: 2012-08-28 06:47 pm (UTC)
thestarspangledman: (Default)
From: [personal profile] thestarspangledman
Yep. One was going after Agent Carter.

I'll leave the skinning to you after you get that gouge taken care of, I haven't got the slightest idea how to skin a bear.

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Date: 2012-08-28 07:58 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Aw shucks.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
Kinda sounds like you do. [And he doesn't mean because of your brother being a federal agent. You're wearing a purple outfit and carrying a bow, in Dick's world that equals vigilante.]

How are you holding up there?

voice;

Date: 2012-08-28 11:21 pm (UTC)
thestarspangledman: (uniform: damn right he can plan)
From: [personal profile] thestarspangledman
We don't have bears in Brooklyn, Agent.

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Date: 2012-08-28 11:46 pm (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (I have misplaced my shirt.)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
Keep talking, we're almost there. How long were you with the circus?

Date: 2012-08-29 12:02 am (UTC)
truth_is_cold: (rhade - snark)
From: [personal profile] truth_is_cold
[He is embarrassed for Natasha here. Because that's an awful lot of private information.] It doesn't look like now is the right time to be waxing nostalgic over bodies you've disposed of. Perhaps later?

[Post everything, from the infirmary]

Date: 2012-08-29 12:09 am (UTC)
truth_is_cold: (norm - so much not caring)
From: [personal profile] truth_is_cold
So I thought. But it still doesn't change the fact that grievous wounding is a bad time for personal discussion.

[Why does he know this from experience? This isn't something people should know.]

Date: 2012-08-29 01:25 am (UTC)
with_my_teacup: (Default)
From: [personal profile] with_my_teacup
[What? Clint gets a confused face.]

But it's warm.

What's regular, floods? Yeah, all the time.

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Date: 2012-08-29 01:48 am (UTC)
batmanschmatman: (Good cop bad cop y/n?)
From: [personal profile] batmanschmatman
What branch? [And hey, look, there's the door.]
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