Clint "Hawkeye" Barton ⇢ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pretendtoneedme) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
dualisnet2019-07-18 08:13 pm
pretendtoneedme) wrote in dualisnet2019-07-18 08:13 pm
video | un: Barton
This is gonna piss off Ross and I'm all for that, but even after all the shit that's gone down in the last six years I don't know how I'll explain this.
[The video had opened on what there is to be seen of a partially overcast sky between two of the taller buildings of Dualis before tilting down; obviously whoever's broadcasting is walking along the road, because the picture continues to move at a steady pace down what looks to be a slightly less metropolitan-city-ish shopping district. Part of the hand holding the phone is visible, but nothing else about the person speaking can be seen yet.]
And my limit of pissing him off got blown by about the time I woke up in cyberpunk Egypt, so I've got two questions for anyone with any kind of answer - how in the hell do we get home, and does anyone have some tools I can borrow so I can break some sensitive electronics?
[...yeah, that's all he's volunteering for now. Sorry about that.]
[The video had opened on what there is to be seen of a partially overcast sky between two of the taller buildings of Dualis before tilting down; obviously whoever's broadcasting is walking along the road, because the picture continues to move at a steady pace down what looks to be a slightly less metropolitan-city-ish shopping district. Part of the hand holding the phone is visible, but nothing else about the person speaking can be seen yet.]
And my limit of pissing him off got blown by about the time I woke up in cyberpunk Egypt, so I've got two questions for anyone with any kind of answer - how in the hell do we get home, and does anyone have some tools I can borrow so I can break some sensitive electronics?
[...yeah, that's all he's volunteering for now. Sorry about that.]
no subject
[It's a weird thing, but there is a reason for that. He was only ever really "Mister" Barton to figures of authority back in his teenage years, most of which he didn't like; since he immediately went into the army after high school, he pretty much skipped the "Mister" portion of life. With S.H.I.E.L.D., of course, he was "Agent," and at home he'd lived under Laura's name, not his own. It just sounds so weird to him to hear those combination of words now, so he more or less heads that off at the pass with new acquaintances.]
[David's age is noted along with the dress; an attempt to seem more adult, possibly, in order to be taken seriously, or someone who had been forced to grow up too quickly and so was more echoing what they'd been taught and not their own style. It's not immediately clear which is right, if either, but if he can do what he says he can, it's really none of Clint's business. Instead he's got his left foot pushed forward a little, the tracker undoubtedly obvious strapped over his black jeans and above his brown work boots. It's blinking and still giving that quiet beep and Clint is about ready to smash it against the wall because that sound is annoying.]
Think you can get it off?
no subject
[But they've already covered that. he moves his rolling chair near the bed and sits down to get closer to his target. Puts his hands around the thing and regards it carefully before rolling his seat toward the desk and coming back with some tools.]
I can. Question is how many pieces you want it in, and whether you care if it goes off in protest. Quickest way is to burn through it. I may be able to short out the lock mechanism if I can get the cover off. If that doesn't work, we'll move to hacking. That's less fun.