[02] CALL.net : VIDEO | UN: Hawkguy

[weekend_avenger]

[The feed starts with the view of a cloudy sky, with something zooming overhead that sounds like it's right out of a Jetsons cartoon. Clint's really bad at adjusting his CALL device, but he gets it upright soon enough.

Mostly.

He's sitting cross-legged on the pavement in front of what looks like a junkyard-- or 'recycling center' according the holographic sign blinking above one of the fenced buildings behind him. There's something of clunky, mangled looking toy robot draped across his knee and he gestures with a screw driver.]

So I don't have a good history with robots but-- This little guy started following me around about a week ago. [He holds up the toy, which looks a bit like the battered love child of Wall-E and a rock em sock em robot.] And today he just sorta... stopped. [A little shake rattles it's limbs about, and yeah... it's dead, Jim.]

And I can't so much as program a VCR, so if anyone knows anything about... this sort of thing, I'd appreciate the help.

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[sizeofyourbaggage]

[ Sam makes a little face at the mention of Ultron, about to make some kind of joke about how if he gets a call from Clint in the middle of the night with the sound of shooting in the background he'll know what happened, but that train of thought dies off when Clint calls him Cap.

He glances behind him, on the off chance that Steve had somehow come up next to him in the park - it wouldn't surprise him, honestly - and then taps at his call device. ]

This thing working right? It's Sam, man, you got a Falcon in your neck of the woods?

[weekend_avenger]

[ That gets a sort of small grin and a mock salute. Sometimes he feels like the guy that read to the end of the book around here.]

Habits Sammy. You still wearing that dorky bird suit where you're from? [Says the guy that recently retired the purple spandex. No one can prove anything.]

[sizeofyourbaggage]

I swear, you tell T'Challa he's got a cat costume one time and suddenly everyone's coming out of the woodworks with bird jokes.

[ He's teasing, light and easy. Oddly enough that mock salute had set him at ease; it's familiar, even if this isn't the Clint from Sam's world. ]

I don't know if I should ask, but if I don't I'm just gonna keep wondering - Steve just set the shield down, back home. You saying I went and picked it up where you're from?

[weekend_avenger]

Come on man, you're named Falcon, you talk to birds-- I can bird joke all day.

[A quick grin] Couple people have tried before, but I think you're doing the best so far, yeah. Well, other you. [thumbs up]

[sizeofyourbaggage]

Uh-huh. Just remember toucan play at that game, Hawkeye.

[ The pun falls a little flat without the obvious spelling difference, but he puts enough emphasis on it that it mostly works. The smirk in his expression stays even with his next comment, though it dims just a little and becomes a little bit more about deflecting the fact that he doesn't know what to do with the Captain America thing. ]

Huh. That's... I'll take your word for it, I guess. Hey, man, when you're done messing around with the robot, you wanna grab a drink, swap some stories?

[weekend_avenger]

Did you bird pun me? Do you really wanna go there because I'll make you egret it. [Don't do it Sam, this man's a professional.]

I'm down for that, there's a pretty great tavern in Sorcery if you don't mind the occasional goblin attack.

[sizeofyourbaggage]

What, you calling fowl on me this early? [ Sorry Clint, Sam's made a living out of doing things he probably shouldn't. ]

Goblins, huh? Might as well add them to the list. I'll meet you there in a little while?