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ooc: I’m heading to bed. I know who I owe replies to and will get to them as soon as I can, promise. If you want to rp with Clint or AU evil vampire Clint just shoot me an ask or something. We can work out the details then.
“Yeah I’m in control of myself, had to get hit in the head really hard but it worked.” He shrugged.”Loki is far from here, it’d be too soon if I saw him again.”
“That’s probably one of the only times that getting hit in the head is a good thing,” she chuckled. “I’m glad he’s far away elsewhere. So, does your team have anything going on at the moment? Some other magical asshole that’s causing chaos here on Earth?”
“I know right.” He laughed slightly.”Only time it has ever probably worked too.” He shook his head.”Right now we are just kinda on rest. Nothing huge has happened yet. I’m just working with SHIELD more.”
“Oh. Well, that’s nice. I’m sure after everything, a break is appreciated. However, after going through all that excitement, it must be slightly boring without something huge going on. I know I’d be missing the action.” She sighed as she recalled Bane’s Takeover and how exciting that had been. Her eyes flitted back to him. “Tell me more about SHIELD.”
“I had a good vacation after that whole New York situation. But I get what you are saying. I’ve been doing a lot of paperwork lately.” He frowned at the thought.”SHIELD is trust an international organization that employs agents like me to keep the world safe and take out the bad guys that no one really knows about. I’m usually the one sent on secret assignments with my partner.”
“I’m just stopping by, work and all is why I’m driving through here.” He nodded.”Nice to meet you Jackson. Name’s Clint Barton.” He walked next to the him to make the small talk easier.
Jackson let out a silent ‘Ah’ and kept walking, offering his hand to Clint for a shake. “Likewise. It’s nice meeting new people and all.” He smiled, relaxing a bit. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but what do you work as?”
Clint shook his hand and returned it to his pocket. He chuckled at the question.”Well, that my friend is classified.”
Clint glared.”Scream, I dare you.” His grip began to slowly tighten,She gasped, scrabbling weakly at her hands. At least there was light. She focused on that light, trying to stay calm.
“So, ready to be my dinner?” He teased, a grin spread across his face.
She stared at him, fumbling with the pouch around her neck and trying to pull something out. “No.” she said softly, trying not to show fear.
“Oh too bad. I don’t really care.” He sarcastically pouted. He bared his fangs and tilted her neck at an angle easy for him.
“Poke the bear time!” He yelled as he ran faster.
“This way ,this way!” She shouted ,turning a sharp corner running faster like she was racing him.
“Damn it.” He muttered as he turned the corner, slightly slamming into the wall.
“Tough it up buttercup!” She kept running ,loving the feeling that she was ‘winning’ the race. “Come on hawkeye get your head in the game!”
“I didn’t expect the turn!” He yelled as he began to catch up to her.
“For a master spy you’re not expecting much!” She laughed,slowly running out of breath but still ahead of him. She looked back to see him catching up and she went into a faster sprint,approaching the door to the supply room.
“When you are in your own HQ you don’t need to be on your toes!” He ran faster almost right next to her.
“Awesome.” He nodded and walked behind the kid.”Uh what’s your name exactly?” He asked as he looked around the store.
Wetting his lips, Jackson decided to make some small talked as they walked.“You don’t seem to be a regular here. Just stopping by Burgess or are you planning on moving here?”“Jackson. Jackson O. Frost if you want to be more formal.” He raised a brow at the other’s question, was his name tag not visible? Quickly he checked and saw that it was not there. “Jackson. Jackson O. Frost if you want to be more formal.” He stuffed his hand into his pocket, his name tag buried deep. “And you?”
“I’m just stopping by, work and all is why I’m driving through here.” He nodded.”Nice to meet you Jackson. Name’s Clint Barton.” He walked next to the him to make the small talk easier.
“Aw.” She sighed and held onto him tighter,”Then we’ll simply create them here.” A smug smile fell on her lips, enjoying the teasing that was happening.
“Oh we will?” He smirked looking down at her.
Her smirk never fell, “It’s been four years since we had sex, Clint.” Brittany cocked her head to the side, smirking. She let go of his hand, and seductively walked in front of him. Enjoying his eyes. “Unless you don’t want to touch me.”
Clint gladly followed her, watching her in front of him.”Oh you know I want to touch you Brit.” His eyes never left her.”Four years is too long.”
(Source: agenthawkeyex)
“I know it does. The bonds of imagined fears are heavy, keeping you down in the low filth of the earth. We can lift off those fears.” He smiled, all friendly like. “I have a way to ensure obedience in your subjects. A simple spell, really, that binds them to you. You need not fear anyone else becoming greater, that I can promise.” He turned to survey the body again. “It is a good start. Perhaps we can start a game.” He pulled out a pocket watch, swinging it slightly on its chain.
“And what is this spell that can help me?” He asked watching Loki’s movements.”If it ensures that they obey me then I am all for trying it. But how can I know that I can trust you?” He walked over to Loki’s side.”What game do you have in mind?”
She gasped for air, trying to push him away still. “Let me go.” she wheezed. “I could start screaming, call the whole block here. Somehow, I don’t think you’d want that.”Clint glared.”Scream, I dare you.” His grip began to slowly tighten,
She gasped, scrabbling weakly at her hands. At least there was light. She focused on that light, trying to stay calm.
“So, ready to be my dinner?” He teased, a grin spread across his face.
“Nope, but you remind me of myself.”
“How so?” He couldn’t possibly have come from a past like she had, could he?
“Attitude mostly.” He answered as he got inside his car.”Also, I think you have story you could share. If you want I can share my past first.”
She smirked at the first answer. “You can go first, Dr. Phil, if you don’t mind me saying.”
Clint glared for a moment before telling sharing his past.”Well, parents died in a car accident when I was really young. My brother and I were put in foster care but no one really wanted us and we would go back to the same house several times. We decided to run away to the circus. That’s where I found out I had a skill with a bow and arrow. I was trained there and that’s when shit hit the fan. I was left for dead when I found out my mentor was stealing from the circus and my brother abandoned me. I turned to a life of crime. Later I saw the I was wrong tried to be a hero and SHIELD found me. And now we are at the present. Your turn.”
She considered his story. “Shit,” she said. “I was, uh, born into the criminal life. My dad’s a big mob boss, basically, and my mom was a cat burglar. So they had me, and my mom was caught and put in jail. Then this vigilante archer showed up in my hometown, so my dad gets scared and trains me in with a bow and arrow in case he ever attacks my dad. Basically, I would be the bait if the archer attacked. After I learned how to use the bow pretty well, I ran away from my dad. I’ve been living on the streets ever since.”
“Yeah I had a feeling you were like me.” He nodded as he started the car and drove to the car dealership.”I had to kill my own brother.” He grip tightened on the wheel.”Seems like we both have some fucked up pasts huh?”
