001 ➳ Video ➳ Clint Barton

[greatatboats]

[ They got crap like this in SHIELD, but that doesn't mean Clint paid much mind to it. Unless it was his tech then he had no reason to really be interested in understanding it. The eggheads were all supposed to handle that crap. Clint was strictly a grunt when it came down to it. Learning to use this communicator that's strapped to his wrist is like the Quinjet training. Frustrating and just plain stupid.

He's managed to get distracted while waiting on the feed to come to life. That's why he doesn't really notice when it flicks on. He's busying checking his teeth over. He gives a startled expression when he realizes the thing has somehow come to life. ] Stark, I swear on all that is good and holy--if this is your doing then I'm going to sick Natasha on you when you least expect her. [ Because he's more than aware that Natasha Romanoff is far more scarier to Tony Stark than Clint Barton will ever be.

Fuck. This practical joke is not nearly as funny as the ones that Clint cooks up back at SHIELD HQ. Clint wasn't normally a tattle tell, but Fury was gonna hear about this. Clint was in the middle of important business when things went fuzzy. Now he was in the middle of fucking nowhere and his arrows weren't labeled. Great. Someone will pay with push ups and ass kissing.

By now he's no longer paying attention to the communicator. He's desperately searching around him to find something even remotely familiar. His eyes fix on a point in the distance. His arm shifts up and the communicator catches a clear glimpse of his bow strapped to his body and the quiver on his back. ] This is stupid.

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[gloryisbullshit]

Yer stupid. [Peering, judging. It's an intense look.] Stark like Tony Stark? Stark like Mister Stark?

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[onteamdyson]

Nat's gone. Tony's around, but this isn't his fault. And you are in a ridiculously sick amount of trouble.

[Check this glare, Clint freakin' Barton. You're gonna get it.] If you don't remember me, I'm going to kick your ass.

[reluctantsword]

Are you a friend of Tony's?

[Wallie's smile is easy enough, curious, sympathetic.]

He's innocent. We're not sure who's guilty, actually.

[facilitated]

Woah, woah hold up.

[ When her video switches on there's a brief, view of someone clearly hanging upside down off the edge of something, but it quickly turns the right way round as she rolls over, and taps the communicator quickly to get his attention. ]

Hey, you. New guys! Dude with the sweet bow, yeah you! You know how to use that thing?

[manofiron]

Hey! Excuse you. Why is it my fault? Maybe it's someone else's fault. There's like, I don't know, billions of people in the world. Just because something goes wrong doesn't mean I've got anything to do with it. Don't you go sending Romanoff after me.

[ He sounds bitchy and argumentative, but he's grinning a little too much to really sell it. ]

[mentis]

Your teeth are fine.

[ Amusement, maybe? He likes not being the only vain person around. ]

[goodluckkobra]

Is Natasha the redhead who didn't want to have sex with me and her double?

[ Come to think of it, he hasn't seen her around ]

She's kinda scary, dude.

[thelittlestbub]

Okay, as much as I love blaming things on Stark and various others like him? This totally isn't his fault. It'd be nice to be something so simple as him and Richards getting together, but alas, it is not to be.

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[agentx13]

Barton.

About time you got off your lazy ass and showed up.

Where are you? We need to talk, and we should do it in person.

[ Her lips press into a line. She's getting ahead of herself. Just because she wants someone from her world here doesn't mean he's one of hers. ]

And in case you don't remember me, I'm Sharon Carter, also known as Agent 13 of SHIELD. If you don't remember me, I can explain why when we meet.

a whole week late...

[pursuitofcappiness]

...Not his fault, but it's nice to see you, Barton.