[IC]

[stupidcupid]

[ Clint's in bed after the memory flowers and he seems to be awake and resting ]

Comments

[biggerstick]

There's... what?

[stupidcupid]

That's what happens when you bullshit too fast, Tony.

[biggerstick]

I wasn't bullshitting. I am currently in your bed, this is your bed and I am in it.

[stupidcupid]

I'll scoot over then.

[biggerstick]

Do we really want to play a chicken game that no one can win?

[stupidcupid]

Tony, shut up.

[biggerstick]

Shutting up now.

[stupidcupid]

Thank you.

[biggerstick]

[will chill here quietly]

[stupidcupid]

Want to show me more of your blue prints?

[biggerstick]

I don't have anything else on bows... I do have a prosthetics project, though.

[stupidcupid]

Show me.

[biggerstick]

[poking at his tablet again, and then hands it over to Clint. He's got a neat design for an arm, largely based on his suit's technology but with lighter materials and adopting some ideas from what he's seen of Ed's automail]

[stupidcupid]

Why prosthetics?

[biggerstick]

Uh... you didn't hear about Barnes?

[stupidcupid]

I heard a little.

[biggerstick]

He may or may not have lost an arm. Either way, no harm in getting a head start.

[stupidcupid]

I see.

[biggerstick]

And I met this kid from a steam-punk universe with ridiculously advanced metal limbs. The designs are genius, especially if you take into account that their technology level is nowhere near ours.

[stupidcupid]

[frowns]

A kid with metal limbs? There's a story.

[biggerstick]

Going by the voice, his younger brother is either a small boy in a suit of armor or a suit of armor. I don't really want to ask.

[stupidcupid]

You don't want to ask? I'm shocked.

[biggerstick]

I already met one possessed armor, high-tech, adult as far as I can tell. This kid is a medieval armor and they're alchemist— the magical sort. I can only take so much at once.

[stupidcupid]

Fair enough.

[biggerstick]

How long have you been with SHIELD?