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"Disco's hella dead," Clint said with a laugh, taking aim at another ship and wishing like hell he had his own bow because man some 'splodey arrows would be great right now. But he'd make do. It was fine. This was fun. Although, it'd maybe be more fun he knew where Bucky had got off to.
"But then, so is Elvis, and I saw him last night so. Who am I to argue?" He hop skip jumped over some debris, glancing out around him to see if there were any good buildings to get on top of. Where was a good flyer for a ride when he needed one? "You okay, man?"