here we go mistaking clouds for mountains, oh;

[trickshot]

WHO: cb & kb, aka hawkeyes
WHERE: the docks where kidnappers hang out
WHEN: last night
WARNINGS: n/a
SUMMARY: things to do when you are bored: shake down bad guys with your protegee whose birthday you missed.
FORMAT: ali may decide!

_{( occasionally clint did things other than mope around the mansion, much to the surprise of everyone who bothered to know him. with bobbi gone under mysterious circumstances that he insisted he wouldn't be mad about, he decided to be productive with his time and actually help people. it didn't take long in the city to uncover a bit of action, and with digging you could find the really good stuff soon enough. so he followed a few leads, bid his time for a day or two. tonight, he geared up early and got ready to go, but gave a moment's pause. two seconds later he sent a text message, complete with coordinates. )}

if you're worth your 3/4s, you'll get there before the action runs out.

Comments

[recurve]

[kate isn't impressed by the text message, but she wastes no time grabbing her gear and departing from the MAC. it doesn't take her too long to catch up to the other hawkeye. she swaggers up to him, looking mildly skeptical.]

You needed my help?

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_{( he keeps walking, turning to her only after a moment and then with one eyebrow arched. )}

Don't flatter yourself. I just thought you might wanna stretch your legs a bit.

[recurve]

[she rolls her eyes behind purple tinted glasses.]

Sure. Did you have something specific in mind?

[trickshot]

_{( kid your lip is really pushing it sometimes. )}

There's a gang that hangs out by the docks, tends to push inner-city kids around a bit.

I thought I'd go talk to them.

[recurve]

[a smug little grin tugs at her lips.]

And you need me there for moral support?

I'm in. Lead the way.

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You've got it.

<sub>( he does so, and since he had her meet him close enough to the place its not long before he leads her up onto a low rooftop overlooking a shady building.

you can tell i'm really accurate with my research about these things. )</sub>

Basically, half the kids in there aren't who we're really after. So that becomes the challenge.

[recurve]

[she stakes out a proper perch, eying the people below carefully. even with her porter-granted powers, she doesn't want to jump to conclusions about who is a criminal and who is just there.]

Looks like some of them are armed.

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Wouldn't be worth much if they weren't.

_{( okay, to be real they aren't worth much now. but clint is drawing, now, and aiming very carefully down an angle that'll get the arrow through a window and into the wall. a warning. )}

[recurve]

[kate nods, drawing her own bow and aiming for a spot on the wall across from clint's arrow. her's can serve as a second warning. the two shots'll definitely get some attention.]

Ding-dong. Avon calling.

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<sub>( the response is immediate, a half-dozen turned faces and incoherent yells. a minute later, the bullets start flying in their direction, and clint ducks down behind their cover, stealing a glance at kate to make sure she does the same.

from there it's a game of duck hunt: popping up and taking a shot, aiming for one thug at a time. )</sub>

[recurve]

[kate's shooting right along side clint, ducking down when necessary, doing her best to stay calm under the pressure.]

This is some shootout.

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_{( clint just barks out a laugh, because he's having the time of his life. a moment later, though, he calls out: )}

Doing okay over there, kid?

[recurve]

I'm fine. [she fires off another arrow before sending him a quick glance.] How are you holding up, old man?

[trickshot]

If you need to ask, you're not pulling your weight.

<sub>( what a good pun that was. be proud of him.

the shooting lasts about another minute, and then the gang goes quiet. clint pops his head out as the dust settles--there's more than a few guys pinned to the walls by their sleeves--and takes a less than tentative step forward. )</sub>

[recurve]

[kate just narrows her eyes and and pops up beside clint, snorting softly at the scene before them.]

Looks like these guys won't be going anywhere anytime soon.

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Well, that was the general idea.

_{( he climbs down from their roof and steps into the warehouse, which is now full of holes. as he does, he calls out: )}

Alright. Now which one of you wants to explain this to me?

[recurve]

[no one seems especially eager to spill the beans. kate rolls her eyes and randomly grabs one of them by the shirt.]

Hey. He's talking to you. And I'd answer him if I were you, pal, because he's got plenty more arrows and you're pretty well stuck.

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_{( the guy she's holding mutters something about drop points and exchanges, and clint rolls his eyes. )}

Y'know, sometimes I honestly think there's like, a phrase book for guys like this. Five things to say in every situation.

[recurve]

And they never seem to know who's in charge or what they're dealing with. [she gives clint a mischievous grin.] I wonder if they'd rather tell us or the police.

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_{( clint pauses, pretending to consider, and then pitches his voice a little louder. )}

Dunno. Hear the police here can be pretty brutal. Not as nice as us costume-types.

[recurve]

And not nearly as willing to negotiate. [she casts a wicked looking glance back at the men.]

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Come along with nasty things like jail time, too.

_{( another pause, as he turns on his heel and pretends to make a move for the door. )}

But I guess if that's how they want to go, we've got no choice.

[recurve]

[kate is right on his heels like a good little jr. avenger when suddenly the men start yelping and acting like they want to talk.]

One at a time, fellas!

go go gadget plot inventing

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You. _{( clint points to one of them, in the forefront. )} Go.

_{( and thus begins another ten minutes of these thugs spilling info--a boss, who doesn't come to the docks; stockpiles of drugs and other illegal finds; and, worst of all-- the admittance of exploiting kids with no other options. )}

Jeez. Everyone in this town is a piece of work.

orz holy crap i just found this notif in my spam folder >8|

[recurve]

Are you really surprised?

[kate's making all the mental notes right now. it's times like this that having a photographic memory comes in extremely handy.]

So, Hawkeye, what do you say we pay the boss man a little visit after the cops collect these clowns?

no worries <3

[trickshot]

Maybe I just like believing the best of people.

_{( that is a lie. but he's already dusting himself off and giving kate a grin. )}

Well, Hawkeye, I think that's a great idea.

\o/

[recurve]

[she grins back at him, whipping out her phone to send the police hotline a friendly little tip. with that accomplished, she turns back to her big, purple companion.]

Shall we?

[trickshot]

Guess we might as well, since these guys aren't going anywhere any time soon.

_{( and he leads the way, like all good adults leading teenagers into lives of vigilantism. )}

[recurve]

Ciao, chumps.

[kate salutes the men mockingly and bounds after her mentor with the biggest smirk on her face.]