(Placeholder) (arch_archer) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-09-12 15:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | [event] age swap, black canary, hawkeye i, mockingbird |
Who: Clint Barton and open to Dinah Lance and Bobbi Morse-Barton
NPCs: --
When: September 12, 2012
Where: The SHIELD helicarrier
What: Clint blows off some steam.
Rating: Ish.
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There wasn't much to do while the big brains, as Clint called them, tried to triangulate Mojo's location. He wasn't interested in that anyways. Just give him something to shoot and he'd hit it. And right now he was hoping that it would be Mojo's slimey face. In the meantime he was trying to blow off some steam.
Black Widow had returned from Japan with Pocky and Koala cookies a-plenty. Clint may have eaten too many, judging by the carnage that was scattered around him. They were supposed to be for Bobbi, but he just couldn't help himself. There might have been one or two unopened packs, but it was hard to tell. As an adult Clint wasn't exactly known for his self-control and now as a teenager it was even harder to contain all that rambunctiousness.
And now he was on a Pocky sugar high.
Clint was presently doing chin ups, having found a nice open staircase between decks. The structure was solid and there was even a superfluous bar perfect for doing pulls ups. He ware his finger-less gloves and his legs were bent at the knee and crossed at the ankle, to be prevent touching the ground. Whatever, Batman, Clint thought to himself bitterly. His upper body strength was just fine. Dick. Again, like the inability for self-control, Clint's competitive nature took over. Exacerbated by the fact that he was a teenage boy.