<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/29/65/58/2965585190e812e4b3843dddd7f6f396--avengers-marvel-marvel-comics.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Clint" Barton<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Hawkeye<br/><strong>Affiliations:</strong>Avengers<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday the 27th of October 2017, 7:12 AM. Ish.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avengers Tower (Formerly Stark Tower) NYC<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Clint sighs if anything. The news that the Mad Titan was on his way back to rip him a new asshole wasn't pleasent but when you're an Avenger news like that came about as common as hearing the Mets lost at home. Disappointing, but not unexpected. He sighs, and rolls his neck.<br/><br/>The truth was that only "heard" everything Carol said when her head was pointed in his basic direction but it was enough for him to get the gist. He could run with it.<br/><br/>"<strong>Just let me get my Bow and some shoes on.</strong>" he remarks, like Captain Marvel just asked him to take out the garbage.<br/><br/>"<strong>Actually, Cap - had an idea. Still have that picture of what the stones look like while they're in the gauntlet? Might as well put that old Carny training to good use.</strong>" he chuckles.