<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o566/thenightisnear/Fave%20Characters/cb2.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Clint Barton<br/><strong>Title:</strong> Hawkeye<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Landing Pad<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 7:27 PM, Eastern Standard Time<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Natasha Romanoff</span></span><br/><hr/><br/>Clint stared back at Natasha, he had hit a nerve with her.  That balling of her fists and the slight shift in stance.  If he didn't know any better, Clint would guess that she was ready to attack him.  But still he held his ground, he would weather this storm out until he could pin what exactly had pissed her off that badly.  Seeing her lose her temper that badly was a sight he never expected from her.  Yes, Clint had seen her vulnerable before, but never like this.<br/><br/>He followed her to the parapet and leaned with his back to it.  While he was sure she wasn't going to kill him just yet, he wasn't about to drop his guard around her just yet.  'I would like to think that I keep them in a safe location, Natasha.'  When Clint was certain that she wouldn't try to throw him to his doom, he turned around to look at the city putting on its nightly mask.  In spite of everything, in the big picture they were all just small parts in a bigger machine.  Like ants in a well lit ant farm.<br/><br/>Clint looked at Natasha and decided to bite the bullet, the alternative couldn't be any worse.  'Look, is there something on your mind?  I came down here to see what Stark had to say and quite frankly I've never seen you this angry.  What is it that you aren't telling me?  Is it something about Loki?  It is something about Loki isn't it?'  Clint sighed as he threw out guesses that may not be right.  In spite of knowing Natasha for a decent amount of time, she could be frustratingly unreadable at times.  It was like trying to figure out what a brick wall wanted.<br/><br/>'If you don't want to tell me, that's fine Natasha.  But we are working together so your concerns will end up being my concerns as well.' Clint grinned, 'Although if I had to guess, the news must have been bad for Stark to want to drag you to his hideaway in the Bahamas.  How many do you suppose he has?'