driftfleet | ◉ Video + Action

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◉ Video + Action

Who: Clint Barton and you too.
When: Video now. Action applies throughout the past week.
Broadcast: Video from Clint's room aboard the First Breath.
Action: Between the First Breath and the forest's interior. Also, lately, the game room.

Video
Hey, this is Clint. Hawkeye.

[Clint is sitting on his bed in his room aboard the First Breath. He displays his hearing aids to the camera. They're purple, and in that way only are they interesting. Otherwise they're the old-school bulky loop-around-the-ear kind.]

For those that don't know, I can't hear a thing without these. And they don't work. Haven't since I got here. I turn them on now and again just in case something's changed but they just keep making this loud screeching sound. It doesn't matter what I do. And you know, even not hearing is better than hearing that. Now the batteries are dying, so even if they do start working again ... Look, I know some of you are great with tech. I don't know the first thing about fixing something like this, or batteries, or making hearing-aids from scratch if it came to that. Maybe it's a lost cause, but maybe not. Let me know if you think you can help.

[It seems weird just begging for help without anything to offer in return. It felt weird when he was making the decision to do this, and it feels weird now that he's asked. He looks about to end his broadcast, but he catches himself.]

If you do, maybe I can win you a prize in the game-room. Or, I don't know, catch you one of those a puppy-sized mice.

Action
[For the past week or so you might have encountered Clint on the planet, either on his way into the forest with an empty duffel bag, at one of the wrecks scavenging parts, or on his way out, bag hopefully heavier. If you're lucky he might have Lucky in tow, but on those trips he doesn't stray far from the ship.

As always, if you're a crew member of the First Breath, feel free to catch him there.

And when he's not in either place, find him in the game room, playing basically any game he can find that challenges either hand-eye co-ordination or manual dexterity.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Well, that's a serious problem. Not wanting to risk any misunderstanding, the Vision replies via text.]

I'd be happy to help, of course. I haven't found anything in the way of usable supplies aboard the wrecked ship, but perhaps the waystations will have something to trade?

They might have something, but that's just it. I wouldn't know what to look for. My shopping list is at "hearing aids, one pair." It's beyond embarrassing.

Edited 2016-10-27 00:30 (UTC)

I was thinking more along the lines of a power source, if you're sure it's just the battery that's gone out. I'm quite certain there are some small enough.

It's the battery, but also the whining noise. It's like interference. Feedback. All the time. That was happening before the battery problem even started.

I'd definitely have more time to fix the noise-thing if I figured out the battery-thing.

Edited 2016-10-30 11:42 (UTC)

I see. Would you mind if I took a look?

[He may not be Tony Stark, but the Vision does at least have an Engineering augment and something of a knack with technology regardless.]

What if I give you one of them, and if you can figure it out then I'll give you the other one.

Edited 2016-11-05 18:17 (UTC)

[ she's been waiting for this day -- with techies in the wings, and a project already underway. kate knows how serious an ask this is for clint, so she tries not to look too proud when she replies. ]

I might have an idea or two. [ instead, she speaks slowly -- movements of the mouth precise and careful. and then, afterwards, she flips him a thumbs up. ]

Edited 2016-10-26 13:50 (UTC)

That was quick.

Quite the contrary. It took you months to actually pipe up about this.

[ she's giving him a hard time, maybe, but the truth is she's surprised it didn't take him months more. ]

Guess I didn't know what I was missing. No-one told me these things can do audio-only.

[The communicator devices. There's a fair amount of truth behind his sass. Considering how much of the fleet's communications are through video and audio, living on board it without his ears is sort of like being illiterate in the age of the letter. He's finally sick of it.

It, and other things.]

[ a little more kindly: ] It'll be nice to hear Lucky again, right?

[ she watches as others reply with text. kate stubbornly doesn't. ]

You're tellin' me.

And if I could hear myself again - I told Lucky to get off the bed yesterday and he looked at me like I'd raised my voice at him. What if I've been shouting at people this whole time and they've just been really nice about it?