CLINT (HAWKEYE) BARTON (
vagabond_code) wrote in
driftfleet2016-10-25 09:39 pm
Entry tags:
◉ 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.]
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.]

Action
Action
[Clint really doesn't know what to expect. A secret lab maybe? Tyrion has a forge so why not?]
Action
[ relax. it's a big step he's about to take. ]
Action
[At last he steps into the kitchen. He checks a cupboard, though he's not sure what he expects to find there.]
Hey, I'm making a bow. It's pretty low-tech. Just pipes and wire. Still though.
Action
kate reaches into the bread-bin and pulls out a bag of misshapen donuts. she's been experimenting, you see.
she offers one to clint. ]
Action
I gotta find something better to string it with, but yeah.
[All of which she has every reason to notice when he reaches for the baked-thing.]
Uhh, donut?
[He guesses.]
Action
Action
[If he'd never tasted a donut before he probably wouldn't know the difference.]
Too much flour. It's too...
[He makes a gesture with his hands that looks sort of like a crocodile mouth opening and closing.]
You know.
Action
Action
[Yeah no, that's the best he's got.]
Good though.
Action
[ she still tries. as with everything else, she gives it her all. just doesn't feel right. ]
Action
[Damnit. Did he say 'stinky' that time too? It's been quite a long time since he's hear the sounds his mouth makes when he makes certain shapes with it.]
Action
but then the gears get a-working, and she nod-nod-nods. ] Oh, no. Yes. Sticky. They're sticky, so they stink.
[ she mirrors these words with a sorta-sloppy selection of signing. sticky. they stink. ]
Action
Did you even have a recipe?
Action
Felt it out.
Action
[He's eaten the first one. Who knows if you feed him a second he might have more opinions.]
Action
Action
[To whatever extent they can be nailed, with space-flour and no recipe. He takes two, though. One has a particularly wimpy looking shape - he pops it into his mouth whole.]
What about croissant? Can you do those?
Action