[ Well, when you're living with a rowdy man like Clint Barton, someone's gotta pick up the flack around here ...
Here's lookin' at you, Clint.
But Lucky, with his one good eye and tail wagging, sports an expression of a happy canine who would really, really like for Verity to never, ever stop that. ]
Life was ... well, it wasn't easy. [ Never really is though, he supposes. ] But I knew what I was doing. I - uh. Guess I had familiarity. My favourite pizza place. Usual subway stop. [ Kate. ] That's a thing I don't have here; like I'm starting from scratch.
[When Lucky seems to appreciate her petting gestures, she decides she might as well make herself comfortable, sitting cross-legged as she plants herself right there on the floor. She did come here to help take care of the dog, right?]
Having a routine is nice. I've never been very good with unpredictability. [She preferred things quiet after all, though her life had gotten far from that.] That's the real risk with this place, isn't it? Taking chances on the unknown. Like what if the pizza here sucks?
[She offers him a smile over her shoulder at that.] I have pretty high pizza standards too.
I get enough unpredictability as Hawkeye. Sometimes a guy just wants to know exactly what's gonna happen when he puts the uniform up, you know?
[ That and sometimes when Hawkeye and Clint Barton blend together, it can be awfully stressful. Hence this vacation, which has suddenly felt a little less like a vacation and a little more like trying to find a place to fit in.
Not easy. ]
And - yeah. Exactly, what if the pizza here sucks? Then all bets are off. I'm done.
And that's exactly why I didn't join a superhero team when they told me I could.
[Because surprise, Verity Willis, the simple New Yorker herself actually registered during the Superhuman Registration Act (only because Tony Stark's very honest declaration in the commercial about finding everyone with powers scared the crap out of her).]
Got my own Superhuman ID card and everything. Category D-7. Non-obvious power. No significant threat to the public. The ultimate hero. [She snickers at the memory, rolling her eyes because there was no way she would have ever willingly joined a team.
But her own grin grows wider than his. Because her own weakness might have been discovered.]
Lucky for you, I've already tested the most prominent pizza places in the area for you, narrowing it down to the ones with the highest quality. I could order some in if you want.
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Here's lookin' at you, Clint.
But Lucky, with his one good eye and tail wagging, sports an expression of a happy canine who would really, really like for Verity to never, ever stop that. ]
Life was ... well, it wasn't easy. [ Never really is though, he supposes. ] But I knew what I was doing. I - uh. Guess I had familiarity. My favourite pizza place. Usual subway stop. [ Kate. ] That's a thing I don't have here; like I'm starting from scratch.
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Having a routine is nice. I've never been very good with unpredictability. [She preferred things quiet after all, though her life had gotten far from that.] That's the real risk with this place, isn't it? Taking chances on the unknown. Like what if the pizza here sucks?
[She offers him a smile over her shoulder at that.] I have pretty high pizza standards too.
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[ That and sometimes when Hawkeye and Clint Barton blend together, it can be awfully stressful. Hence this vacation, which has suddenly felt a little less like a vacation and a little more like trying to find a place to fit in.
Not easy. ]
And - yeah. Exactly, what if the pizza here sucks? Then all bets are off. I'm done.
[ Clint grins.
Ah, a lady after his own heart. ]
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[Because surprise, Verity Willis, the simple New Yorker herself actually registered during the Superhuman Registration Act (only because Tony Stark's very honest declaration in the commercial about finding everyone with powers scared the crap out of her).]
Got my own Superhuman ID card and everything. Category D-7. Non-obvious power. No significant threat to the public. The ultimate hero. [She snickers at the memory, rolling her eyes because there was no way she would have ever willingly joined a team.
But her own grin grows wider than his. Because her own weakness might have been discovered.]
Lucky for you, I've already tested the most prominent pizza places in the area for you, narrowing it down to the ones with the highest quality. I could order some in if you want.
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