Doing Science

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[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

[ourgreenragemonster]

“Absolutely. How else does one get by these days?” he pondered, shrugging helplessly as he pulled the device out. Honestly, he’d been too distracted by Clint asking him to do something to worry about practical things like being able to get in touch with him. Though, on the subject of being too distracted to think about practicalities…

“But…I don’t suppose you’d talk much. Would texting be more your thing?”

[hawxnest]

“Yeah, texting is better for me. Even in a quiet room, I have issues understanding people on the phone,” Clint replied, flushing lightly. He hated sometimes just how much of a handicap his hearing issues were, and how much sometimes people took for granted he could hear anything at all.

Ah, but - “Do you have a texting plan? Some people don’t and I don’t want you to worry about extra charges.” With money so tight some days, he couldn’t imagine asking anyone else to spend more just to be able to talk to him.

[ourgreenragemonster]

“Yes. No problems there,” Bruce said absently as he set up a new contact space. “I guess you could say I’m something of a trust fund baby. That’s not likely to run dry anytime soon.” His mom had locked down her own funds tight so his father couldn’t touch them after her death. At eighteen, her estate had gone to him. “Granted, it’s not going to last forever or anything, but there won’t be any problems for the foreseeable future. A text plan wasn’t an issue at all. So what’s your number?”

[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce couldn’t deny the slight flutter in his chest when he heard Clint’s voice. Looking up from his pacing, he saw the alpha heading toward him in a flustered state. He breathed a sigh of relief as he offered Clint a smile.

“Not at all. Things happen. I didn’t notice the time, really. Though I guess it probably would’ve been a good idea to exchange numbers yesterday,” he said with a nervous laugh.

[hawxnest]

Oh, he was totally screwed. That laugh was adorable. He pushed the thought away. “You have a cell phone, then? I wasn’t sure.”

Though, he texted more than he called; it was harder to hear anything over the phone, even with his hearing aids. Clint hoped Bruce had some sort of texting plan.

[ourgreenragemonster]

“Absolutely. How else does one get by these days?” he pondered, shrugging helplessly as he pulled the device out. Honestly, he’d been too distracted by Clint asking him to do something to worry about practical things like being able to get in touch with him. Though, on the subject of being too distracted to think about practicalities...

“But...I don’t suppose you’d talk much. Would texting be more your thing?”

[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

Bruce paced anxiously outside of his apartment building as the sun rose over the city. He knew he and Clint had agreed to meet up a little later, but his nerves just had him completely on edge, so here he was, trying to work off some of the nervous energy. After making an idiot of himself several times in conversation with the alpha about archery, Clint had insisted he would just have to show him what it was all about, so they’d agreed to meet up outside of Bruce’s building the next day.

“Good god, don’t screw this one up, Banner,” he muttered to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. He was half-worried he’d offended Clint with his ignorance of the alpha’s passion and he really liked Clint. He’d had so few friends in his life and everyone here had been so nice so far, he’d found himself getting worked up over the thought of messing everything up. Clint he especially did not want to drive away, despite knowing how bad he probably was for the other boy. For some reason, he just couldn’t help wanting to be closer.

[hawxnest]

“Shit,” Clint muttered as he hurried down the street. He hoped Bruce hadn’t been waiting long. His foster mom had wanted him to keep an eye on the younger ones while she went out for a moment, but the ten minute trip turned into a half hour and it was already passed time when they had promised to meet.

He was really looking forward to this, too. Bruce had been so adorably confused by archery and this whole demonstration would hopefully clear a lot of that up. And, well, he did kind of want to show off.

As he neared the Omega’s apartment and saw him pacing outside, he cringed. He should have called or something saying he was going to be late, but he didn’t know if Bruce even had a cell phone. “Hey, sorry I’m so late,” he said once within hearing distance.

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce couldn’t deny the slight flutter in his chest when he heard Clint’s voice. Looking up from his pacing, he saw the alpha heading toward him in a flustered state. He breathed a sigh of relief as he offered Clint a smile.

“Not at all. Things happen. I didn’t notice the time, really. Though I guess it probably would’ve been a good idea to exchange numbers yesterday,” he said with a nervous laugh.

[ourgreenragemonster]

A Shot in the Dark - Clint

Bruce paced anxiously outside of his apartment building as the sun rose over the city. He knew he and Clint had agreed to meet up a little later, but his nerves just had him completely on edge, so here he was, trying to work off some of the nervous energy. After making an idiot of himself several times in conversation with the alpha about archery, Clint had insisted he would just have to show him what it was all about, so they’d agreed to meet up outside of Bruce’s building the next day.

“Good god, don’t screw this one up, Banner,” he muttered to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. He was half-worried he’d offended Clint with his ignorance of the alpha’s passion and he really liked Clint. He’d had so few friends in his life and everyone here had been so nice so far, he’d found himself getting worked up over the thought of messing everything up. Clint he especially did not want to drive away, despite knowing how bad he probably was for the other boy. For some reason, he just couldn’t help wanting to be closer.

[alphaomega-avengers-rp]

Role Call!

Okay everyone! Due to inactivity from everyone we want to see who all is still interested in continuing with the group. All you have you do is reblog with a comment letting us know you want to stay. If after two weeks with no response, your spot will be freighted and given to the next applicant. Thanks everyone! @geniusallthewaythrough @hawxnest @ourgreenragemonster @wildboywolverine @thespectacularwebhead @the-sassassassin @thefallensoldierbuckybarnes @that-other-guy-in-red @black-widow-nat-romanov @all-american-boy-steve-rogers

[ourgreenragemonster]

*rises from the dead* Yes, so sorry. As with most things, my beloved hawk speaks for me.

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[all-american-boy-steve-rogers-d]

ourgreenragemonster

Bruce stared after Steve in amazement. Some of his book boxes were beasts for weight. Just how strong was this kid? Trying to shrug off the thought, he set about folding the sheets to be put away.

“Well…I haven’t really decided yet. I could do just about anything in the sciences. I love it all so much. But for why I have so many medical texts…those were my mom’s. She was a doctor,” he answered, not quite looking at Steve when he spoke.

Steve nodded in understanding. “My mom was a nurse.” He said. “She got TB from one of her patients and the hospital couldn’t treat her.” Steve said, looking down sadly. “It’s pretty cool you kept her book and are fallowing her foot steps.” He said, trying to smile as he came closer. “You really do have a lot of different paths you can take.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

“Well, the books are really all I have left of her. My father wasn’t much for...holding onto the past,” Bruce said, trying to put it as mildly as he knew how. When he looked up from folding to see Steve attempting to smile at him, though, he managed to shake off the looming ugly thoughts. Here Steve was trying to be friendly and all he could seem to do was slip back into his usual dreary patterns. He returned the smile as he gathered up the stack of folded sheets.

“You seem to be doing all right for yourself, though. Any other family in your life?”

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce raised an eyebrow at this. “How do you mean better equipment? Do you need more than just the bow and the arrows?”

[hawxnest]

More that just a bow and arrows, really? Clint fought the urge not to pout. “I mean, yeah, those are the tools, but they can be configured in so many ways. And there are different types of bows for different things, made out of all sorts of materials.” He gestured wildly with his hands as he spoke. “And the arrows can be made of even more materials with different purposes. My friend’s even working on a design for me with an arrow that explodes on contact after it’s been armed and fired.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce felt his eyes widening as he watched Clint go on. Was it just him or had he fallen in with a group of people who had a particular proclivity for weaponry?

“Not that it doesn’t sound amazing, but...do you anticipate needing an exploding arrow? I’m sure you can handle it, it’s just...that sounds dangerous.” For some reason, the thought of Clint being in danger didn’t sit right with him.

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Steve nodded, getting up. “I don’t mind.” He smiled. “What can I help with?” The taller omega asked, a part of his smile fading. “I’ve met a lot of people recently who don’t have one or more of their parents.” He said, walking to the stack and taking one off the top. “Where does this go?”

“Well, I suppose we orphans have to stick together, then,” Bruce said with a bitter chuckle, wondering if one even counted as an orphan over the age of eighteen, for he certainly had been one after his mother was killed.

Glancing at the label on the box, Bruce said, “That goes to the bathroom, just down the hall there,” he pointed before going for the box beneath it.

[all-american-boy-steve-rogers-d]

Steve nodded, echoing the laugh. “Yeah…” He muttered, taking the box to the bathroom and started emptying some of it out. Like the shampoo and soaps. The rest he left in the box for Bruce and came back, grabbing another, looking at the side for a label.

[ourgreenragemonster]

“I wouldn’t recommend carrying that one all the way back,” Bruce said when he saw which box Steve had pulled out. “Book box. Those are pretty heavy. You can just take the books out and take them back to the bedroom. My bookshelf’s already set up,” he said as he pulled out a half folded pile of sheets from the box he was working on.

[all-american-boy-steve-rogers-d]

“It’s no problem.” The taller Omega said, smiling softly and lifting it with ease. He took it to the box to the bedroom, unloading the books based on size and setting up the shelf. “You have a lot of medical books.” He commented, coming back when he had finished. “Whats your major?”

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce stared after Steve in amazement. Some of his book boxes were beasts for weight. Just how strong was this kid? Trying to shrug off the thought, he set about folding the sheets to be put away.

“Well...I haven’t really decided yet. I could do just about anything in the sciences. I love it all so much. But for why I have so many medical texts...those were my mom’s. She was a doctor,” he answered, not quite looking at Steve when he spoke.

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bucky chuckled softly and bent down to help him pick stuff up. “I wont mind, you just wont have homework to turn in.” He shrugged, picking them up. “You could probably get some help with this you know.” The alpha said. “Food will help you calm down a bit. After you heat if you still want to burn it, I’ll give you my lighter.”

“I may just take you up on that,” Bruce said, gathering up the last of the papers along with everything Bucky had collected and shoving them all in his bag. “I don’t know that I need help with it, per se. The going’s just a little slow sometimes.  Chaucer’s no Newton. So just how far are we venturing?”

[thefallensoldierbuckybarnes]

“Then lets go.” Bucky grinned, handing him the papers. “I can understand that. I’m not the best in math, but when you put guns into the equation I can give you everything.” The alpha chuckled. “Not too far really, a block at most.” He shrugged. “I can drive us if you want.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

“No. I think we’ll be fine walking. Always good to stretch the legs,” Bruce said as he followed after the alpha. “Though…what was that you were saying before? About guns?”

[thefallensoldierbuckybarnes]

Bucky nodded. “Fine by me.” He said, shifting his backpack and leading him into the hall then out of the building. “I just know a lot about guns.” He shrugged. “I actually work at the shooting range and teach people how to handle them safely.” The alpha grinned. “Are you interested in guns?”

[ourgreenragemonster]

Interested? Heh, that’s one word for it, Bruce thought, a bitter sneer briefly twisting his features, but he quickly shoved the thought away before responding to Bucky. “I’m not...unfamiliar with them. My father worked in weapons development, so I grew up around that sort of thing. Suppose I just thought it an interesting leap, from homework to guns. Do you enjoy it? Working at the range, I mean.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[hawxnest]

ourgreenragemonster

“You must be very good, then. If you do it as a hobby, I mean,” Bruce said, grinning at the animated miming. “It sounds difficult.”

Clint grinned. “Well, I have been practicing since I was a kid, so, yeah, good.” He dropped his arms and shoved his hands into his pockets. “It helps that my best friend is brilliant at inventing things and making me better equipment, too.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce raised an eyebrow at this. “How do you mean better equipment? Do you need more than just the bow and the arrows?”

[hawxnest]

The Corner Store - Open

[hawxnest]

ourgreenragemonster

Bruce froze at this, staring at his hand resting on the door. Clint didn’t know who he was, of course, couldn’t know that he was truly not worth worrying about. But to have someone aside from Betty and…his mom…care anything for him - it stirred something inside him. Whether that something was positive or negative, he couldn’t yet tell.

“Heh, maybe I need a good ass-kicking,” he said quietly, hand curling into a fist against the door. “At this point, I’m not sure we can prove the hypothesis, but thank you for saying it, just the same.”

It was a very hard struggle not to hop over the counter and shake some sense into the guy. But he really needed to keep this job and he didn’t want to terrify the Omega. He’d had enough of that back on the streets. There was no way to shake sense like that into a person.

He couldn’t stop himself from getting one more quip in before they guy left, though. “Even if you don’t believe it yet, someone thinks you’re worth something.” He had to believe that himself. Otherwise, what was the point?

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce didn’t really know what to say to that, so he didn’t say anything. Just turned the sentiment over in his head as he headed off down the street.

Someone did once, he thought. And look how that turned out.

It was nice to know that there were still people like Clint in the world, though. People who were still that optimistic. So no, best not to involve someone amazing like that in his screwed up life.

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bucky chuckled softly and bent down to help him pick stuff up. “I wont mind, you just wont have homework to turn in.” He shrugged, picking them up. “You could probably get some help with this you know.” The alpha said. “Food will help you calm down a bit. After you heat if you still want to burn it, I’ll give you my lighter.”

“I may just take you up on that,” Bruce said, gathering up the last of the papers along with everything Bucky had collected and shoving them all in his bag. “I don’t know that I need help with it, per se. The going’s just a little slow sometimes.  Chaucer’s no Newton. So just how far are we venturing?”

[thefallensoldierbuckybarnes]

“Then lets go.” Bucky grinned, handing him the papers. “I can understand that. I’m not the best in math, but when you put guns into the equation I can give you everything.” The alpha chuckled. “Not too far really, a block at most.” He shrugged. “I can drive us if you want.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

“No. I think we’ll be fine walking. Always good to stretch the legs,” Bruce said as he followed after the alpha. “Though...what was that you were saying before? About guns?”

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Steve nodded, getting up. “I don’t mind.” He smiled. “What can I help with?” The taller omega asked, a part of his smile fading. “I’ve met a lot of people recently who don’t have one or more of their parents.” He said, walking to the stack and taking one off the top. “Where does this go?”

“Well, I suppose we orphans have to stick together, then,” Bruce said with a bitter chuckle, wondering if one even counted as an orphan over the age of eighteen, for he certainly had been one after his mother was killed.

Glancing at the label on the box, Bruce said, “That goes to the bathroom, just down the hall there,” he pointed before going for the box beneath it.

[all-american-boy-steve-rogers-d]

Steve nodded, echoing the laugh. “Yeah…” He muttered, taking the box to the bathroom and started emptying some of it out. Like the shampoo and soaps. The rest he left in the box for Bruce and came back, grabbing another, looking at the side for a label.

[ourgreenragemonster]

“I wouldn’t recommend carrying that one all the way back,” Bruce said when he saw which box Steve had pulled out. “Book box. Those are pretty heavy. You can just take the books out and take them back to the bedroom. My bookshelf’s already set up,” he said as he pulled out a half folded pile of sheets from the box he was working on.

[hawxnest]

The Corner Store - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce laughed quietly as he headed for the door. It occurred to him he should probably find that strange but, well, he’d said something strange first, now hadn’t he. “I will take that under advisement. But really, don’t worry about me. Wouldn’t want to darken your day. I am completely not worth that.”

[hawxnest]

Clint’s jaw worked itself opened and closed a few times, not believing what he was hearing. The guy was just starting out on his own, fresh start, buying tons of chocolate for fuck’s sake, and then he goes and says something like that? Fuck that shit. “Don’t you ever say your life isn’t worth something, you got that? Ever. You start talking suicide and and I’ll kick your ass myself.” 

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bruce froze at this, staring at his hand resting on the door. Clint didn’t know who he was, of course, couldn’t know that he was truly not worth worrying about. But to have someone aside from Betty and...his mom...care anything for him - it stirred something inside him. Whether that something was positive or negative, he couldn’t yet tell.

“Heh, maybe I need a good ass-kicking,” he said quietly, hand curling into a fist against the door. “At this point, I’m not sure we can prove the hypothesis, but thank you for saying it, just the same.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

“Not archery, no,” Bruce said, feeling a small smile move across his face at the clear excitement in Clint’s voice. “I’ve fired guns before, but I gather it’s not in any way comparable?”

[hawxnest]

Clint shook his head quickly. “Nah, with guns you just need a steady hand and good aim. Bullets aren’t affected much by the wind compared to arrows and the gunpowder is what propels the bullet forward.” He started gesturing slightly with his hands, mimicking drawing back a bow. “Arrows are all propelled by your own strength, really. It’s a lot more dependent on your own abilities.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

“You must be very good, then. If you do it as a hobby, I mean,” Bruce said, grinning at the animated miming. “It sounds difficult.”

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Steve nodded, getting up. “I don’t mind.” He smiled. “What can I help with?” The taller omega asked, a part of his smile fading. “I’ve met a lot of people recently who don’t have one or more of their parents.” He said, walking to the stack and taking one off the top. “Where does this go?”

“Well, I suppose we orphans have to stick together, then,” Bruce said with a bitter chuckle, wondering if one even counted as an orphan over the age of eighteen, for he certainly had been one after his mother was killed.

Glancing at the label on the box, Bruce said, “That goes to the bathroom, just down the hall there,” he pointed before going for the box beneath it.

[ourgreenragemonster]

First Timer - Open

[ourgreenragemonster]

Bucky chuckled softly and bent down to help him pick stuff up. “I wont mind, you just wont have homework to turn in.” He shrugged, picking them up. “You could probably get some help with this you know.” The alpha said. “Food will help you calm down a bit. After you heat if you still want to burn it, I’ll give you my lighter.”

“I may just take you up on that,” Bruce said, gathering up the last of the papers along with everything Bucky had collected and shoving them all in his bag. “I don’t know that I need help with it, per se. The going’s just a little slow sometimes.  Chaucer’s no Newton. So just how far are we venturing?”