2nd Trick Shot ~ [Dictated] - Backdated to Monday evening

[compromisedarrow]

[It was as sudden as a bad dream.

Clint had been taking a nap. It was all he could really do, other than read. Try to do something to get his memories back. He'd read the journal, his past entries, history books... Everything had just given him a bad headache.

And then he woke up, jolting in his bed, staring into the darkness...

...And then he grabs his journal and starts throwing up filters.]

[Avengers Filter]

I'm back. I remember everything from home, but nothing from the three months I was here. Miss me?

---

[Tony Stark]

We need to talk about your bedside manner. It's atrocious.

---

[People who helped]

Thanks for helping me out when I couldn't remember anything. Thought I'd let you all know that I'm fine. I can remember eveything about home, but nothing about the three months I spent here barring the last week. Thanks for everything.

---

[Business done, Clint's gathering up his stuff to go and discharge himself. He's then going to head on down to the Lux. He needs a drink.]

Anyone want to join me for a beer? Might be an idea to make some friends around here. I'll be at the Lux.

((OOC: As before, the Avengers filter is solely for the real Avengers. If anyone in comic-verse/other Marvel universes are part of the Avengers, it applies to them, too. But it's only for people from the Marvel-verses.))

Comments

[dictated]

[not_like_the_rest]

I could go for one.

[dictated]

[compromisedarrow]

You know where I'll be.

I didn't get your name.

[dictated -> action]

[not_like_the_rest]

Johanna Mason.

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[Aaaaand in about 20 minutes in she walks into the bar. She's wearing a tank top and some jeans today. All of it fitted and flattering her toned body. She looks around for a moment trying to spot him. They had never actually meet before after all.]

Clint?

[compromisedarrow]

[Barton looks up from his drink as he hears his name and raises a hand.]

You Johanna?

[not_like_the_rest]

That's me~ [She says in a sing song voice before pulling out a chair and sitting down.]

What are you drinking?

[Dictated]

[schrodingersghost]

Well, that sucks.

[Dictated]

[compromisedarrow]

Sorry, kid.

[Dictated]

[schrodingersghost]

Not kid. My name's Danny Fenton. Which I guess you don't know now.

[Dictated]

[compromisedarrow]

Well, I do now.

Re: [Dictated]

[schrodingersghost]

You did before. Then you didn't.

Which is really a pain, you know. How am I supposed to know how much of what you told me before is supposed to be a secret now?

...Not that I can keep any secrets right now.

Avengers filter

[valuedstrength]

Please tell me you got someone to look at your head.

Avengers filter

[compromisedarrow]

Of course, cap. [Lies, but he's fine. Honestly.]

Clean bill of health.

Avengers filter

[valuedstrength]

[Clint it's not healthy to get your head beat in that many times. :(]

I'm glad to hear it. You keep worrying me with all those head injuries.

Avengers filter

[compromisedarrow]

[He's had two, Steve. Relax. Gawd.]

Don't worry, cap. I got a thick skull.

Avengers filter

[valuedstrength]

[Never. He's one of the few real adults on the team!]

I'll try not to. Just one thing; you remember that I'm not from your time yet, right?

Dictated - 3rd filter

[wizard_redfive]

Glad to be of help.

Too bad about the memories though. Do you think they’re gone for good?

Forever~

[compromisedarrow]

[Dairine, right? Barton remembers. For once.]

Looks that way, or they'd have come back with my memories about home, right?

[wizard_redfive]

Probably. [She concedes.] But you never know with this place. Maybe you'll get them back during the next world change.

[compromisedarrow]

Maybe.

Either way, at least I remember who I am.

[wizard_redfive]

And what you do. That was fun to explain. [Why'd you have to be so effing difficult, Barton?]

Is the headache gone too?

[youfallback]

[Or allies. She's heard this guy before in the journals, but hey it's better late than never. After all, Code Blair needs more volunteers.]

I could go for a beer. [And do some of that relaxing York keeps pushing her about.]

[compromisedarrow]

Great. I'll be in the Lux at the bar. Name's Clint.

[Because he hasn't heard this person's voice before.]

action/log/assume?

[youfallback]

Copy that. I'll be there.

Carolina

[compromisedarrow]

((OOC: Either action or log, I'm fine with either. :3))

Action!

[youfallback]

[In ten or so minutes, Carolina will be strolling into the Lux, out of armor to make casual conversation just a little easier. In a pair of plain, dark jeans, a neutral-colored blouse, and very low heels, she stands at the door, glancing around for the guy she'd talked to over the journals.]