Thread -- Hawkeye & Ms. Marvel Who: Carol Danvers & Clint Barton NPCs: People at the bar When: April 15th, 2009 --evening Where: A bar. Someplace in New York What: Carol is out for a drink, and Clint happens to wander into the bar she's in. The two are than forced into somewhat awkward social interaction. Rating: PG (possibly a bit higher for language)
Clint was exhausted -- like falling asleep on the subway exhausted. He had staggered off the subway, and up from the station into the New York evening. He had thought that he had trained extensively before, but now that he was with he Avengers? He had upped his personal training regime, trying to ensure that he didn't flub up and embarrass the team -- or worse, flub up and get one of them hurt. He felt kinda like the token non powered human guy on the team sometimes, and that made him insecure, and had lately been making him feel cranky.
Right now he was too tried to be cranky though. Tired, and also really very hungry.
So standing there on the New York street, he spied a bar he knew, a bar that he knew served greasy, deep fried food, as well as alcohol. He didn't need the later, but he could really use the former, before he went home and crashed for the night. Yes, that's right, Clint Barton was planing to be in bed tonight by 9:00 PM. Would wonders never crease?
Making his way into the bar, he paused in the doorway, looking around for an empty seat. He had his bow with him, although it was in a carrying case, so he was looking for a booth, but a place at the bar would serve just as well.