I beg to differ! You are the only reason this is going to be written at all, at this point. ;)
ALSO: Clint's a noncombatant pretty boy Natasha grabbed off the street minutes ago to help her avoid detection. That's all well and good, right up until the point that they get caught in a shoot-out with the enemy. (Suffice to say, she's surprised to learn that the fresh-faced civilian can hit one moving target, let alone three, and maybe even more astonished when he says, "What? I was in the circus." This may be followed by, "Oh my God, I just killed someone" and vomiting.)
*sets plot bunny loose and ushers it out into the world* Clearly, watching Safe House tonight was a good idea...
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ALSO: Clint's a noncombatant pretty boy Natasha grabbed off the street minutes ago to help her avoid detection. That's all well and good, right up until the point that they get caught in a shoot-out with the enemy. (Suffice to say, she's surprised to learn that the fresh-faced civilian can hit one moving target, let alone three, and maybe even more astonished when he says, "What? I was in the circus." This may be followed by, "Oh my God, I just killed someone" and vomiting.)
*sets plot bunny loose and ushers it out into the world* Clearly, watching Safe House tonight was a good idea...