Clint Barton (makesbadchoices) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-07-11 12:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, phil coulson (thingsgotmessy), ~2019 july, ~25 points, ~~clint barton (makesbadchoices) |
WHO Phil Coulson & Clint Barton
WHAT Friendly help
WHEN Thursday afternoon
WHERE Phil's office at the Casino
WARNINGS TBD probably none
STATUS Closed | Incomplete
Clint had been giving Phil space subconsciously, mostly because it wasn't his Phil and he really didn't want to know how different the two versions of his mentor were. So of course it would be pizza that would get him over himself enough to head to the Casino. He had fully intended to walk in through the front door like a normal person, but he caught sight of an air vent and grinned. That was one way to see if he was like this other version of himself. He snuck into the air vents and took the opportunity to get the lay of the land first before eventually circling back to the offices and Phil's.
It appeared that Phil was alone, not on the phone or anything, so Clint silently removed the vent cover and then just dropped down into his not!mentor's office. "I need your help," he said literally on his way down to the floor. Clint knew that even if Phil pulled a gun on him, he wouldn't shoot until he confirmed his target and he wouldn't shoot him. Probably. Hopefully.
"Your kid made Parker homemade pizza. Home. Made. Pizza. I want in."