<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m123cwjEk41qzcy4fo1_400.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Clint Barton<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Boston<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tony, Nat, Thor, Steve<br/><hr/><br/>"Avengers, be aware you have a package being dropped on your located."  A voice from S.H.E.I.L.D Operations said over all their comm's.  The high pitched wine of a jet far above lowering down to jump speed could be here, Cap being the only one with good enough vision would see the tiniest dot fall from the plane.  As time went by the dot would grow bigger and soon would all be able to see it.  Eventually they'd all each realize it was a person and that they were coming in damned fast.  And just went Cap or Thor thought they might need to intervene a black parachute opened and person slowed down at an alarming rate, then disengaged from the harness and fell to the roof.<br/><br/>"Let's admit it."  The guy said still in a crouch, "Best entrance of the day."  The man who stood up had a bow in his hand and a quiver of arrows slung around his back.  Taking off the sun glasses on his eyes as he stood up he grinned at everyone still present and then pointed at the QuinnJet.  "Well come on.  Tin Man won't wait for us forever."  The subject of Latveria and why he wasn't there clearly something in his mind that did not need mentioning.<br/><br/>Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye, walked past everyone hoped onto the jet.  He was going to help get his friends back, freaking Latveria be damned.