1st Flight - text

[swissarmybow]

[Alright, so Hawkeye may, in fact, have spent some time going through the device and getting familiar with it, and he may have read up on the situation at hand, but he's not one to run in without a plan. Well, not into all-out war, anyway. He may also have noticed some familiar people in the archives.

Unobtrusive, he stands in a corner of the banquet hall, sending out a short message:]

I heard there's some things that need shooting. My kind of welcome.

Comments

[fe_male]

Anybody show you where the training rooms are?

[swissarmybow]

Not yet. I was heading there after I made some connections.

[fe_male]

You've got plenty of time for that.

[swissarmybow]

Connections being finding a familiar face. Got anything to fill me in on before I get out into the fray?

[fe_male]

Beer here sucks. And if you ever want a melancholy blender, I'm your guy.

[swissarmybow]

Lucky for me, I'm not big on the drinks.

[fe_male]

Probably better for your aim.

[swissarmybow]

Probably better for my liver.

[fe_male]

Ehh. Livers are pretty tough.

[swissarmybow]

Mine might be a delicate flower. You never know.

[fe_male]

You do realize this has to be tested now, right?

[swissarmybow]

I don't think it needs to be, no.

[fe_male]

Baby.

[swissarmybow]

Intelligent human being.

[fe_male]

Boring human being.

[swissarmybow]

In your opinion.

[fe_male]

It's all that matters.

[swissarmybow]

Yeah, you would say that.

[fe_male]

So how long have we known each other? From your side?

[swissarmybow]

About an hour, maybe. But I know more about you than I know directly.

[fe_male]

That's encouragingly familiar. Have I mentioned how nice it is to have someone from home here?

[swissarmybow]

We made a decent team.

[fe_male]

Oh. [ Good to know. Oh, thought. ] Where do you live? Here.

[swissarmybow]

305. With some pretty special characters.

[fe_male]

I'm assuming you don't mean 305 with asterisks and shit. Who're you bunking with?