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Clint is not Legolas (imnotlegolas) wrote in zfuturelogs,

Clint could tell the girl was speaking truth about knowing Klaus and Rebekah but something in her body language said it was not a pleasant aquaintence. Lifting the bottle to his lips again, he took another long drink before swallowing, staring at her.

"Best way to sell a lie is to believe the lie you're telling is the truth," he finally said. That had been something Natasha had taught him. He didn't bother to hide the emotions in his eyes of pain and sorrow. It was clear from her scent this girl was a vampire and she opposed Rebekah and what's-his-face ruling Everett. Clint had no intention of alerting the others. Besides, it was his day off.

"I use to be a spy and master assassin. And your fibbing needs work kid." He went to turn so he could sit back down and finish his vodka. I could probably outdrink Tasha now... he thought. A single tear slipped past his guard as his mind drifted to his late partner and lover.