002 - [VIDEO]
Sep. 9th, 2012 10:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
worldsbestmarksman[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.]
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.]
