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"I think we both know that’d I’d rather rip you apart than do anything else." The mercenary smirked at the Agent, his teeth bared in a belligerent snarl. "But I won’t, because I want you to at least have a fighting chance. At least I’m honorable in that way - I’ll kill you on your own time, and for now all you have to do is leave me the fuck alone and tell SHIELD to mind their own business."
Obstruction of Thought | Vivian + Clint
Belligerence could only be expected, couldn't it? When a threat was imposed it was only instinct to return the favor, to mirror the movements of the unsuspecting adversary. The fact that the mercenary had been hired, by slight degrees (not in any way specific), to do what had been flashed to him in a brief slip up from his enemy was just a plus of the situation. A reason, a justification; no, if he confronted her, then that'd be on his own accord. You only went so far, didn't you?
There is windy darkness, with shadow billowing out over the city like the gauzy curtains of a window. They whip and churn like the stripes of a tiger through the rain forest, appearing and disappearing as suddenly as they go. City lights twinkle coldly over the bay, hanging like frozen fireflies in the violet autumn sky. Cool weather had set in - foreboding, still chill like the bony grasp of a corpse left under frost and decay.
Tonight was, inevitably, a night for confrontation. A night for the translation of thought and threat and a general understanding of the enemy that waited, and what they wanted. Clint lights a cigarette, almost meditatively, and leans against the wall in cool judgement of passerby. Darkness increases, and he is waiting, and people become sparse on the midnight road. City that never slept his ass; there were places no one save a few dared to go after dark. New York was a ghost town on the best of its days.
"Keep your eyes wide open, right? And you're a SHIELD agent." The mercenary calls quietly, conversationally, as he shakes off a bit of ash. He tilts his head, examining the darkness, feeling for the shifting almost undetectable presence of another. He'd seen here, and she'd seen him hadn't she? The agent knew he had been watching, and that was why she was here. "Who do I owe the pleasure?"
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Happy Thanksgiving!
I don't celebrate the holiday, being Irish, but I'd like to say something.
I'm thankful for everyone at SHIELD. I'm thankful for the love of my life, Rayes. I'm thankful for my best friends; Vivian, Ellis, Dean, Indy. I'm thankful for my family; Damian, Mam, and Daid.
Thank you for everything you do.
She glared at him, muscles bunched, a fire growing and spreading in her, reaching her eyes. And all at once it was gone, extinguished, switched off, and she slumped. "You're right," she muttered. "I'm sorry. I was out of control. Sorry. I didn't really mean what I said." Not all of it anyway, she added silently. "So yeah. Sorry."
Clint withdrew, his cold exterior immediately falling away when he saw Vivian change. For a moment he watched her, wondering why she had even gotten triggered, before finally shrugging. "It's fine, whatever." He'd dealt enough with the anger of others that he knew what to expect, how to fight back, how to get them to relax if that was in his interest.
