004 - BREACH.

[worldsbestmarksman]

[Here is a dapper fed, Redemption. Crisp and polished, he has a faint mustache on his upper lip and a slight twist of a beard below. When he speaks there is the slightest hint of a Louisiana accent, but it's slight. Awhile back his mug made the pictures-killing a cop killer. You might've seen him. Called him the "Hawk" and the name has stuck.

Despite the clothes, despite the bearing there is a haunted look in his eyes for those who can see it. ]

Did I miss official speech day? I feel like we ought to mark the date with a little more celebration and ceremony. Redemption is a lot of things, and I think words are needed to mark it by but I don't have anything prepared that is say...the equal of what others have offered.

Esteemed members of the bureau...and local businessmen alike. [There is an emphasis on the words local and businessmen.]

So instead I'll offer a piece of wisdom from the carnival. [This Clint was raised there, and isn't proud of his heritage like the original clint you all might know.] Don't wait for applause. Bow and run, because the audience can be full of fickle people and it's better to get out of town before you're pelted with rotten fruit.

Advice to better men then me, who might have better words to say. [He tips his hat to the crowd] Folks.

[Private to Grayson]

Sorry I was out of the office. [He has been out of the office a lot lately.] Where're we needed?

[Clint Barton for the breach is-Clint Barton. Federal agent. A couple of years or so prior to this he killed a cop killer-Phil Coulson. His name was in the papers and "The Hawk" has been a pretty consistent face to the federal movement to clean up the city. The problem with that? Phil Coulson was innocent. Clint exists in the mob's pocket in whatever capacity. He has been subtly informing ON the bureau in an effort to save his own reputation and justifies it to himself by saying it's "For the Good of Redemption."

He's Dick's new partner and Kay's former partner, want to assume some sort of criminal connection feel free to do so-but very few people know that the "Hawk" is dirty. This IS Departed in the 20s okay. Replies from calledthehawk]

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[Private]

[anightowl]

[Grayson has noticed, and it bothers him. Admittedly, he's in the office more than basically anyone except maybe Kovacs, but it's still annoying, when you've got work to do and your partner's never around. Not that he usually waits for permission on stuff like this. He spent the last five years before coming to Redemption running down criminals with a relentlessness that impressed pretty much everyone, and scared the hell out of people he was on the tail of, he doesn't need approval from a partner to do work.

Still. It's weird.]

Two of our men were killed down by the docks last night. I've been digging up what information we have. Where were you?

[Private]

[calledthehawk]

[His reputation proceeded him. The "Night Owl" had a history. A history that was enough to make the Hawk wary.

Clint put on a good ole' boy smile tinged with sadness.] Informants wait for no man my friend. Chasing down a tip regarding a shipment of narcotics. Rumors mostly. Might even be a ghost, but what can you do? Especially when every shipment usually means lives attached. what happened?

[Lies. In fact what he was doing was passing information to others.]

[Private]

[anightowl]

We don't know. Their bodies were found this morning, along with a couple shell casings. Winchester and Burke know about it, Winchester's been giving me some ideas of where to jump off from.

What were the rumors? [Because he wants to know everything he can as soon as possible so they can bring these bastards in. >C]

Re: [Private]

[calledthehawk]

The new kid and the old man. What a pair. [Clint sits casually and his expression turns focused. Hard.]

The mind and the family deal in alcohol, rumor has it a smaller player might be moving in with something everyone else can't get ahold of. Something twice as dangerous.

That was all I was told before the guy stumbled off to find a doctor.

[Private]

[anightowl]

Being new to town doesn't make me a new kid, Barton. [He says it mildly enough, with just a touch of this is serious, don't treat me like a damn toddler under there.

And then there's a touch of sarcasm.]

Real useful tip.

video;

[trenchcoatedly]

It shouldn't matter if they applaud, if your cause is just.

Re: video;

[worldsbestmarksman]

...My cause is plenty just father. [Hit a little close to a nerve? absolutely.]

Re: video;

[trenchcoatedly]

That is what's important.

[nakesnakecobracobra]

There's a fine metaphor for life.

[ Medusa is one of three daughters from an Italian family notorious for its backdoor dealings, but supposedly gone straight. ]

[worldsbestmarksman]

Life's a three ring circus.

[nakesnakecobracobra]

And when the show is over you really should just pack up and leave.

[notthatromanov]

That's some fine wisdom. [ She speaks with a Russian accent, though she's still working hard to hide it. ]

[worldsbestmarksman]

Well thank you ma'am. [He just grins.] S'the way we do things around here. [by here meaning "America", because yes this Clint might be actually arrogant enough to say it like that.]

But I'm sure you've come across that.

[notthatromanov]

[ It's an arrogant time, and it doesn't come as much of a surprise to here. She works a little harder to get all those American vowels and consonants right. ]

I have, yes. It's very - survivalist, isn't it? I like that.

[worldsbestmarksman]

Well that's the good rule of thumb. If you can't survive..

You new?

[notthatromanov]

Make room for those who can?

Not exactly. My - husband and I have been here for some time. [ It's been a long lie, but it still feels strange, sometimes, calling James her husband. ]

[Spam Day Two]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Agent Narvin Lone just arrived in town this morning. He'd sent no advanced warning that he was coming to launch and investigation into the information leak in the Redemption office and has been making a nuisance of himself all morning, tying people up in questions without tact or concern for whatever other tasks they're trying to do at the time. When he tracks down Clint, however, his mien is a bit different. He's heard of Agent Barton.]

Agent Barton. [He holds out his hand for a handshake.] It's an honor to meet the guy who took out that fucking bastard Coulson. I'm Agent Narvin Lone, down from DC to look into the information leak you guys have got down here.

Re: [Spam Day Two]

[worldsbestmarksman]

[the minute he hears the name Coulson, it's a punch to the gut. A slam into his internal organs. Coulson villified.

None of that shows however, he's gotten good at hiding emotions from others.] information leak?

Nobody's told me about it. [his handshake is firm but there is a bead of sweat on his brow.] Good luck.

[Spam Day Two]

[timesbureaucrat]

We caught a guy who was negotiating some business up in New York who was boasting to one of our undercover men about his boss having a mole in the Bureau. Once we put the bastard in the slammer and squeezed him a bit, we traced his boss, and the mole, to here. But he's a small fish and doesn't know who the mole is.

[Narvin takes the handshake. It goes on a bit long and overly friendly. And then he doesn't let go at the end. It's not intentional, Narvin's just bad at social gestures and excited to meet Barton.]

Anyone been acting fishy? If we find these fuckers, the rat and the mafia bastards he's been enabling, you might be able to get a shot at another cop-killer. Another feather in your cap, eh?