15522/Knocking The Rust Off

Knocking The Rust Off
Date of Scene:	01 August 2023
Location:	Avengers Mansion - Training Facility
Synopsis:	Clea, Clint and Natasha get in some training and social time. No one is hurt...at least not yet!
Cast of Characters:	Clint Barton, Clea, Natasha Romanoff

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Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint had started his morning with a run and now he was on a weight bench curling a barbell. He wasn't Thor. He certainly wasn't Cap, but he could lift enough to be stronger than your average street walking human. He was in shape and fit.

    Of course once he was done with this it was off to the Bow/Gun range for some practice and a tune up. He had his hearing aids out, avoiding getting any sweat in them and them becoming clogged or shorted in any fashion. Then he'd do some Kata and throw some punches at the bag. His usual routine.

Clea has posed:
Clea had been out looking through apartment listings and she was still a bit set in where she wanted to set up her own space, so things were needing to align. She had managed to get a line on a brownstone, but she was not getting too excited about it. NYC was a hard place to get an apartment in. Much less a whole house or things like it.

She'd changed into work out gear when she got in and headed down to the training center just to try to work through all the things that currently were on her plate. And that is where Clint is as well fortunately.

She doesn't want to spook him since his hearing aids are out so she doesn't float and makes sure to keep a wide arc from the bag as she walks into his view and gives him a little wave, "You look like you're working hard." she grins at him.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanova is currently working over wtih a set of throwing knives. Not her normal equipment, which was why it was good to train with them. She had out a set of knives that she was working over on hurling at a training dummy. Blade toss at the head. Blade toss at the torso. Blade toss at the neck. Blade toss at the shoulders. The elbows. The knees. The gut. The repetitive motions of throwing again and again at a target with the occasional quiet 'thump' as they hit and she went to retrieve them.

"Clea, I hope that the day finds you well."

Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint looks up as Clea comes into his vision before he can hear her. Thankfully, Clint could read lips (IF Clea wasn't using sign Language) and piece together what she was saying with whatever he could actually hear coming from her lips. He grabbed a towel after putting the barbell down and dabbed a bit of sweat from his brow.

    Then Hawkeye leaned over and reached into his bag, returning with the aforementioned hearing aids. He starts to put them back in. "I really need to get a more permanent solution for these." He said. "Hardly working more like it." A smirk, "How was the hunting this morning?" He asked, having known what she'd been up to.

    As Nat speaks up and greets Clea, Clint turns his gaze on her. "Oh hey, look. It's Nat." If there was someone else who could sneak up on old deaf Clint, it was the Widow. More likely he was just being snarky, per usual.

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a dip of her head to Nat and there's a smile, "Heya Natasha. I'm doing alright. How are you? Sorry he's all snarky, probably needs a snickers or something." she tells the knife wielding woman. She didn't want to bother thing too much, but hey, talking was good for the team!

She then looks back to Clint and she smiles to him, "Maybe we can look into something?" she offers to him. Then she chuckles at his talk of hardly working and she shakes her head, "Don't let me keep you from your training." she muses to that. "Hunting was good. A few viable places." she tells him.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanova would turn over to Clint for a moment in musing as she would evaluate him. "There are ways it can be treated if you wish. Magic, surgery.. Stark likely has a technological solution for it that's overly complicated and risky.." But whatever it was, the decision was Clint's. The archer had shown that they did not impede his actions in the field nor did it limit him at all. So she saw no reason to pressure him to having the issue fixed. And doesn't belabor the point.

"So what were you after? I take it not anything within the confines of Central Park?" New York wasn't particularly prone to pursuit of wildlife unless one wanted to go after pigeons. So had Clea left else-plane? Perhpas she had been in pursuit of some of her uncle's wayward golems?

Clint Barton has posed:
    "I was thinking about Tony, yeah." Clint offers with a roll of his shoulders as Natasha and Clea both comment on his mention of his hearing aids. "But you're right... Risky... maybe Banner..." He ponders but lets that drift away.

    "I suggested Greenwhich Village." Clint says as Nat asks about what Clea was after. We took a walk through Bushwick, that option is out. Then again, I should have known better. I hadn't been over there in a really long time." He still hadn't cleared up that it wasn't animals or golems they were speaking of which left his with a slightly playful and wistful smile.

Clea has posed:
"Bruce is fairly handy when it comes to science or medical, yes." Clea smiles to that. Though he was sort of MIA. Again. She doesn't dwell on that too much though as he had a right to his own personal time and space. Plus Hulk. She gives a look to Natasha and there's a smile, "Ah...no actual hunting. Just looking for an apartment and things." she admits. "While the mansion is nice...I'd like to have some personal space and my magical work can get...odd." she admits.

Then there is a bit of a look to Clint, "Your suggestion of Greenwich might be the good choice." she chuckles to that.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanova would 'ah' over at Clea. "I see." That was something the woman would want to do for herself to figure out what part of the city appealed. "And I wish you luck. Finding somewhere that feels like it fits is difficult." Normally she also might say out of anyone's price range, but it wasn't like someone like Clea would have issues with that.

Giving a nod to Clint at the mention of 'Bushwick' was out. That was a situation that would only deteoriate. Very, very rapidly deteoirate.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Then again, I still haven't had the chance to talk to Kate. She knows the city better than I would." Clint offers to Clea, "I'll see if she is free some time soon. Just to make sure you're sure that's where you want to settle in the end."

    Clint comments on Nat's nod, "Yeah, those protests were happening at that time when we went to look. Luckily, nothing too bad happened and we were able to stop by Kenny Rogers and that's really what I was after."

Clea has posed:
"When I was first here on Earth I was at Kamar-Taj...which is fairly secluded. Then Sanctum. So I'd like to stick to places I have some ties to. But I think living in Nepal might be a bit of a travel and some people might be a bit vexed by it." she admits. "Thank you. It's been...enlightening...this apartment shopping." she admits to that. Clea was still learning some human things.

Then to Clint, "I don't think I've met Kate, but I'd be happy for any assistance, truly." she tells him. "And yes, the protests were a bit...heated. I think Queen Lorna still wants to talk to some people as well with help possibly." she states.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanova would nod at Clint with a frown. "SHIELD hasn't had any luck with tracking down leads on it." Whehter or not it was quite legal - or appropriate for them to do so, of course they would keep tabs. SHIELD was a military agency and this was adomestic law enforcement matter. So likely anything official on the matter was very limited.

"I don't think I've been there." To Kamar-Taj. She had been to Nepal. "So how long have you been on this plane of existence?"

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Not surprised you haven't but there's a first for everything." Clint offers with a smile. Then Clint has to think, his brows narrowing. "Have I been to Napal?" He can't remember, "I never know where I am. I just do the thing that I'm required to do and leave..." Like in Arizona... and the desert. He sighs at the memory.

    A nod to Nat, "Yeah, me either. Sounds like it's in India or something."

Clea has posed:
"It's not open to visitors outside of a few, so most people will never be there." Clea states sadly. "Or maybe someone will show it to the world eventually." she states. She never knew who might be in charge once others were out. Clea does some quick math in her head, "I was released from my imprisonment in...2004. I didn't leave Kamar-Taj between that time and 2016...so I guess technically I've been out on my own for about eight years?" she offers.

Then she smiles, "Nepal is between China and India in South Asia." she nods to them.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanova would look over at Clea and give an assessment. What she had seen in Clea's file and read. What she might have been told by some of the more magically inclined members of the team or WAND. "Close to it. An area that is technically independent but has strong ties to China." By 'strong ties' one meant 'close to military occupation'

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Ah, sounds lovely." Clint says with a bit of sarcasm to his tone and one of those squinted eyes smiles he liked to do. He stood then, looking between Clea and Nat. "Well, I'm going to go get some range time in. Ya'll are welcome to come and join me of course." More specifically to Clea, "Figured I'd start with handguns and move up. I know you were asking to get some time with less magical apparatuses."

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a nod to Natasha on that, "I might be misrepresenting where it is, if I am my apologies." she tells her. Then she gives a look to Clint. A bit of bewilderment at the talk of guns. "You...want to give me a gun?" she asks the man as she heads after him. This was going to be exciting.

Or it was going to end with her shooting herself in the foot!

Stay Tuned...

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanova would shake her head, "No, it's exactly where you said." She was adding for Clint's benefit! Of which he may or may not care for. "It's always good to have numerous options to defend yourself with." not being familiar wiht the martial arts styles of the monastery - more ways to kill people without having to rely on powers was always better.

Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint can't help but look over his shoulder and give a amused wide smile to Nat at her comment. He mentions off hand to Clea as they move towards the range. "You know... just follow the safety rules and you'll be /fine/."