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[beenunmade]

[ Clint's still in bed after being...attacked by the crazy guy with a gun and choked out by a certain chick's thighs. He didn't know what was more difficult right at the moment, focusing on the world around him or trying to figure out where he was. ]

Phil? [ He stared a bit on the bracelet on his wrist, blinking. ] Nat? Someone wanna explain to me what the hell is goin' on here or are we just waitin' until I figure it out myself. [ He pressed his face against the pillow with a low groan. ] Goddammit.

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[theshield_agent]

[Phil had been dozing on the couch again, but he popped up at the sound of Clint's voice.]

I'm downstairs. I'll be right up.

[He pushes himself up with a groan and heads upstairs.]

[beenunmade]

I got two legs...I could walk, boss. [ Clint's already forcing himself to roll out of bed, feeling his stomach lurch forward for a moment before...slowly forcing himself out of bed and standing in place for a moment. Well, nevermind. He started for the door, leaning against the frame as if he was eagerly awaiting his boss's arrival. He...really should have just stayed in bed. ]

[theshield_agent]

[Phil hits the landing and moves quickly to Clint's side.]

Jesus, you are so stubborn sometimes. There's no shame in lying down for a while after you've been brainwashed and hit in the head, Barton.

[He's already wrapping an arm around Clint's waist and trying to lead him back to the bed.]

How are you feeling?

[beenunmade]

[ He's Clint...Stubborn would be his preferred middle name, thank you very much. ]

There's a little shame. Tiny...ittsy bitsy bit of shame.

[ He's already kind of allowing him to lead him back to the bed. Even if his first concern is to figure out where the Hell he is rather than laying in bed. ]

Peachy, sir. [ Clint stopped for a moment, leaning forward and holding back from a potentially embarrassing display of throwing up on Phil's shoes. ] What'd you hit me with?

[beencompromised.livejournal.com]

( Natasha breathed a sigh of relief at Clint's voice. She was just so glad he was himself. Giving him a slight smile over the video, along with a teasing wave, she considered his question. )

What do you want to know? Loki used the Tessarect to control you. Coulson and I fixed that.

( She paused )

As to this place...we don't know. I don't know that anyone does. But I don't like it.

( She paused again, as if not sure whether or not to say her next words )

I am glad you're back, lastochka.

[theshield_agent]

[Phil rubs his back gently. This whole this is disorienting enough without being brainwashed beforehand.]

The butt of my gun. You were fighting with Agent Romanoff. I pulled you off and I hit you. She says a good blow to the head is how she broke it the first time.

[He gives Clint a little smile.]

Sorry about that, but I'd rather have you with a headache than not have you.

[beenunmade]

[ It was a small comfort really. Clint shut his eyes for a moment. ]

Did I hurt anyone? Also...really? You pistol-whipped me? Wasn't there foam swords you could've smacked me around with?

[ He focuses his gaze of Phil rather than the alternative. Which was some foreign room. He would have rather woken up in medical. ]

Didn't come prepared with Excedrin then 'm guessing.

[beenunmade]

I figured as much. [ He scowled. ] Last thing I remember is getting cornered by the son of a bitch.

[ Now all he had in his head was a headache and flashes, Loki's control still lingering over his mind like a haze. He was sort of wondering if he should get hit again just for good measure. ]

Do you remember anything? Other than showing up here.

[ A pause. ]

I'm not sure if you're making fun of me at this point or not. You know saying crap like that is all gibberish with my handy-dandy Russian to English translator, Nat.

[beencompromised.livejournal.com]

That's what bothers me.

( She frowned )

I remember we'd already done that. I hit you hard. Cognitive recalibration did its work. We fought Loki and the Chitauri with the others...we won. And then I was here and I had to fight you all over again. I do not understand it.

( She sighed. )

It's nothing to trouble yourself over. Are you all right? I know how you must feel right now, better than anyone.

[theshield_agent]

I found some Tylenol in the medicine cabinet. It's on the dresser with water. I wasn't sure when you'd wake up.

[He reaches to pull it closer.]

You didn't hurt anyone. You and Nat were in somewhat of a stalemate when I tackled you off of her. What's the last thing you remember?

[beenunmade]

Works better than nothin'. C'mon...I get knocked down, but get up again. Ain't nobody gonna keep me down.

[ Clint smirks before reaching out for them. Reaching a bit to the side before focusing more. If Phil had asked...there were currently two Phil Coulsons in the world and he didn't know what to do with himself. ]

He--I tried to kill her. I remember blowing up the helicarrier. [ Clint's heart sank a little. ]

[theshield_agent]

Yeah, that's about where my memories stopped before I woke up here, too. Nat said that after that, she knocked sense into you and then we won, so don't worry about it too much.

[He's just going to leave off the part where she'd said that Phil had died. He knew exactly what Clint would do with that information and since it didn't even happen, he shouldn't have to think about it.]

Look, I don't know where we are now. Some of the people here seem to be from completely different worlds. I'm going to figure out what's going on and find a way to get us home, though.

[agentx13.livejournal.com]

Barton. Good. You don't by any chance recognize me, do you?

[She knows it's a long shot, but she has to make sure. Steve doesn't recognize her. Phil had thought she was crazy. Natasha had threatened to shoot her. And to top it all off, if whoever was watching them knew she'd authorized finding a way to kill Logan and tipped him off, she was likely dead no matter what. She's a little short on friends now.]

[greenisnteasy]

Good morning, starshine. How's the head?

[onteamdyson]

Oh hey, it talks. You were asleep forever, dude. A lot of things changed while you were in a coma. Hi, I'm Kenzi, I'll be your new all-powerful overlord today, pleased to enslave your entire race. Also, lobsters are now the top of the food chain and grass has actually been proven to kill you. These are the things you missed out on.

Want some water or something?

[indiscreet]

( VOICE )

[ it's a pretty sort of voice, faintly Russian-accented ]

Hello! You don't know me, but I am making my wrist-contraption work and you have the decency to be awake when most...people are not.

[ she is terribly proud of herself for making this newfangled thing work...even if Jones did have to explain it to her easily a half-dozen times, and even if "awake" is maybe not the most accurate word she could have chosen for the man in the video ]

Something about all of us being kidnapped, I believe. Theories vary as to who was so very considerate as to not ask permission.
...I assume that is what you meant to be asking about.

[darthpool.livejournal.com]

Congratulations your on survivor!

[beenunmade]

I guess I should thank her...[ He paused a bit, scowling as he moved to sit on the bed and ran his hands down his face. ] Or we can just say she gets it and be done with that conversation. [ Clint didn't want to admit to anyone that this was a problem for him. It wasn't. That's all he had to tell himself that it wasn't. ]

Worlds? What the Hel--well, considering what we just got done with.

[ He thought it over for a moment. ] I don't trust 'em.

[beenunmade]

Honestly? I got no idea. Am I supposed to?

[ Color him surprised someone's asking him crap like that. ]

[beenunmade]

He--holy crap. [ They really did get Banner. Clint stared for a brief moment, allowing his head to spin and tempted to put his head between his knees and take in deep, calming breathes. ]

...it's been better.

[beenunmade]

...huh. Didn't know my new all-powerful overlord would be so petite. [ He's amused for a bit...congrats Kenzi you're a nice person to approach him. ]

I want to know what the fuck is going on here...other than the crap you just sprouted off. Cos 've got my doubts.

[beenunmade]

My life goal has finally been achieved.

[beenunmade]

What? Gettin' cornered? Nat...it was a fluke. [ He was lying about the forgetting part. He remembered all of it. Almost as he was taking the back seat in his own body.

It wasn't a vacation in paradise. ] So you already went over this with me? Did I at least get to shoot the bastard in the eye?

I'm not even worrying about it. Water under the bridge. Got a headache...might've puked on Coulson's shoes. Or might. Not really sure right now.

[beenunmade]

( VOICE )

Well...you don't sound familiar. So 'm guessin' not.

[ His boss did explain that people were from other worlds. Somehow he wasn't putting together the pieces all that well at the moment. ]

'm pretty sure people don't ask permission to kidnap people. They jus' do it cos they can do it. 'm pretty sure there's something in the dictionary about kidnapping being forced or something. Might be wrong though. [ A pause. ] But 'm probably not.

[onteamdyson]

You lucked out and got the fun size version. I'm just that more unsuspectingly awesome when it comes to intergalactic battles.

[She smiles sympathetically] Can't really help you with that one. Workin' on it, but right now? I got nada. All we know is everyone woke up near the fountain, there's cameras everywhere, and the people that did live here, don't live here anymore. Also, we're roomies! So... yay, I guess.