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[tryit]

[Okay, kidnappings on top of kidnappings? Seriously? To say that wasn't cool would definitely be the understatement of the year. One she wasn't going to touch with a ten foot pole. It would, she told herself as she trekked from the edge woods to her building, be best to just forget the whole matter. Maybe pretend that the past month was just something out of a crazy, deranged nightmare.

Because, holy shit, had she really been dating Clint Barton?!? God, was it too much to just wish it was all a dream? But no. Those stupid purple wings had been there when she had woken up in the woods (again!). And plucking a feather from the wings had hurt far too much.

First stop, shower. Second stop, Billy and Teddy's apartment to play the good friend card and announce her return in person. Thirdly? Something - anything - to blow off some steam.



Later that day, Kate can be found at the Battledome shooting arrow after arrow at stationary targets. And missing every time. When she's finally had enough, she makes her way over to the coffee shop. It's there that she takes out the journal and begins to talk:]

Someone tell me they've considered revolting. Because I'm starting to get really tired of this place and our damned keepers. Y'know, I don't care if I'm preaching to the choir, but shifts seriously suck. Actually, everything here kind of sucks right now.

How long do these kidnapping effects last anyway?

[Because not hitting the target from five feet away? She hasn't been that bad since she was a child. Forget about the fact that maybe, just maybe, she shouldn't have met those robots that came for her with explosive arrows. Call it habit. Or something.]

Actually, forget that. If it's more than a day, I really don't want to know right now. Someone want to go dancing tonight?

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[snikting]

Figure it out. Shouldn't be too hard for you.

[And if it is... well, no loss there, then.]

[tryit]

[In other words, ask Billy. Oh, she'll be there Logan. Ten minutes early in full gear, bow and quiver by her side.]

Guess I'll be seeing you, Coach. Hawkeye out.

[snikting]

[... wait a second.]

Don't we got one of those already?

[tryit]

[She's just about to close the journal and focus on more important things - like draining the last of the coffee in her mug - when she sees that response.

And somehow manages to keep from groaning too much.]

And now you've got two. If New York can handle it, so can you.

[snikting]

I take it "Arrow Girl" was taken, then.

[tryit]

...that's worse than Hawkingbird. [Sigh.] Look, I didn't ask for the name. Cap gave it to me, along with Clint's bow. The other Hawkeye was sort of dead at the time.

[And ever since, it's just kind of grown on her. Especially since taking up working alongside Clint.]

[snikting]

[Cap gave it to her. Steve. Well then. He wasn't going to argue with Cap.]

Fair enough. [And, well, if Cap approved of her...] Don't be late.

[tryit]

[It seems a bit childish to be seeking approval at this point in her life. But hearing the acknowledgement makes her want to squee just a little. Internal squeeing, mind you. Kate's far too cool to do any squeeing aloud.]

I won't.