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[from_a_distance]

Who: Clint and Open!
What: Clint settling in
Where: mostly at the tribute building but if you want to meet him around town that's cool too!
When: whenever you want
Warnings/Notes: None so far


Clint doesn't like being out of control. He's spent most of his life ensuring that he will always, always have a choice. Even SHIELD, with as much stability as it brought to his life, was something he had multiple exits from, a dozen different ways to disappear if he needed to.

He doesn't have any of that here, and that...

Well, that's more than a problem.

So he spends most of his time doing things that free up his mind to think.

He sits at the edge of the roof, looking over the city, burning the layout into his mind, making what deductions he can from the architecture, the streets, the people he sees down there, going about their business.

Or he goes down to the training center, to the shooting range. What difference does it make now if people know how good he is? Let them know. Let them see him hit bulls-eye after bulls-eye after bulls-eye, dead center perfection every time. Just like Trickshot taught him.

Or he wanders around the city, learning what he can about the people here and their lives, learning how to blend in if he needs to. (They like purple almost as much as he does.)

Or, when he doesn't want to leave his floor, he sits in the lounge area, watching the games. Tony's still alive, and he can't help wanting to know how the man is getting on. It helps that he knows Stark won't stay dead if he dies, but only a little.


[ooc: Feel free to catch him wherever/whenever but please indicate it in the subject line.]

Comments

[big_badass_hero]

Clint's not the the only one on the roof of the training center. The S.T.A.R.S. Gunner is leaning against the wall trying to avoid everything, well okay he was just trying to avoid any of the lunatics in charge before he punched someone. With things on lock down he figured that wouldn't be taken that well.

"You know small part of me wonders how they'd handle a sniper with all the places on these damn buildings to hide. It's a soldier's worst nightmare." He had been watching the other man long enough to see what he was doing.

[retrieverchef]

Eliot had gone down to the training level to unleash his anger and frustration on the dummies and punching bags down there. He'd hoped for more than a few hours respite from the city. Instead, he'd been injured by a kid, killed by someone who'd tried to help him, and now they'd brought his pseudo-little sister in, too. He looks up at the sound of an arrow hitting a target but doesn't say anything yet. He glares at the punching bag and unleashes another round of hits at it.

[candy_grrl]

It was a hallway in the Tribute living quarters.

No doubt he was just minding his own business, when Gretel steps out from around a corner. When she sees him, it looks like her heart has stopped. "Hansel!"

Wait, wait, is she trying to hug him?

[pinklady]

Her Mentors had told her to go down to the Training Center. She'd find useful things there, they said. Ways to make sure she survived and didn't get killed again so easily.

She didn't care for that. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be in her mother's arms, she wanted to wake up in her bed with her cat sleeping beside her. Or at the least find a way to transform and stop the madness.

She was near the sword station when she saw the man. Her blood froze when she realized who it was, and she went to turn to run off.

It wasn't fair. She couldn't face her victim. But unfortunately, she ran right into the sword station, and the impact caused the sword rack to fall over to its side, weapons flying everywhere with loud, audible clangs.

Damnit!

[hasacondition]

It's not so much that he wants to watch the game as that he can't help himself, and if he's going to be doing it anyway, he might as well do it with people around to distract him.

Normally it's been smalltalk to distract himself from what's going on on the screen mixed in with a healthy dose of making fun of Tony, but today he's got a better source of info.

"You should have told me. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

Someone left a copy of Celebrus around.