Sep. 9th, 2012

worldsbestmarksman: (ARE YOU INSANE CLINT?)
[Post this, Clint has a few things to say.

They're not good. That should be obvious because he's changed into a purple flack vest and looks like something out of a superhero comic. What should be the biggest clue however is an impressive bow and a set of arrows that are slung over his shoulder.

The entire outfit is complete with a pair of dark red sunglasses.]


I understand that people have been keeping things from me. People from my world.

You know who you are. I need to know what you know.

[Now is implied. Heavily. The hand tightens on his bow and he turns the feed off.]


[Desperate locked Private to Natasha.]

[Clint doesn't take off the sunglasses. His voice is monotone.]

...Fury's dead.

[No point in beating around the bush.]

A lot of people are dead and apparently it's my fault. [the monotone cracks.]

So much for having a warden friend on board. I'm pretty sure I'm going to spend the rest of eternity trying to kill the bastard even when they take away my weapons.

[he sends that and sits on one of the beds in his room with his head in his hands trying to bury all of the emotion that he has in him.]

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