16554/Another Long Day

Another Long Day
Date of Scene:	12 December 2023
Location:	Private Sanctum
Synopsis:	Clint come home with Pizza, Clea went shopping, Plans for the holiday are made.
Cast of Characters:	Clint Barton, Clea

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Clint Barton has posed:
    Another day has gone by and a weary Clint has returned to the Clea and His Greenwich Apartment. He was glad she chose a place to live like Greenwich. It was more upscale without being too goti. Like living in a suburb without escaping to the rurals of the land where services were too far and inbetween. Like here he grew up.

    He edges the door open with his foot, pizza box in one hand, two liter of coke in the gother. He blances them evenly, his above average balance and reflexes coming in handy. "I got dinner." He announces.

Clea has posed:
Clea had been sneaky while Clint had been away. When he edges the door open he'd probably see that some of the living area had been cleared in the corner and there were bags grouped neatly around the area. The white haired woman is dressed in jeans and a deep purple sweater that hangs loose on her frame. She gives a radiant smile when she hears Clint's voice, "Let me help with that." she states as she hurries over to get the door and take some things off his hands.

"Thank you for grabbing dinner." she offers as she closes the door behind him.

Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint hands her the soda while he makes sure the pizza box remains flat and not at an angle. Don't need cheese all one one side. He would lean down an place a kiss on Clea's cheek, "Thank you, love." Before making his way off to the kitchen counter.

    IT would take him a moment to notice the bags in the living area, grouped together in different spots. A single brow would raise, curiosity abound in his blue eyes. "What exactly have you been up to while I was at work?"

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a smile and plants a kiss on his cheek after his. "It's no problem." she tells him about helping. She moves to the kitchen to get glasses and plates for the pizza. She brings them back to the table, "Did you want to eat at the table or in the living room?" she asks him.

Then she gives a look back to him when he notices all of the bags and there is a bit of a sheepish smile, "I figured since it was Christmas time you might want to help with decorating and we didn't have any decorations so I went and got some. I also wasn't sure if you wanted a fake tree or a real tree, so wanted to get your opinion on that." she admits to him.

Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint had honestly forgot it was the holidays. That's how busy work had kept him these past couple months. "Sure... we can heat in the living room." He grabs a plate Clea provides and slaps a couple pieces of pizza on it. Then, pouring a drink, he carries it over to the living room, dropping it off on the coffee table there. "You bought a lot of decorations huh?" He offers.

    The Holidays were never a great time for Clint, at least not in his formative years. "I've never really had anyone to celebrate with..." He tells Clea, "But yeah... let's d oit. Let's get this all set up and go grab like... a real tree. But... we'll sit in traffic for a long time... and no way there's any fake trees left right now."

Clea has posed:
"I didn't really know what sort of stuff to buy...so just did a little bit of everything." the woman states. She'd not really celebrated before, but since Clint was human...she wanted to make sure it was fun!

She gets pizza and a drink and then moves to find a seat next to him. "Well, you have someone to celebrate with now." she smiles to him. "I think there's a tree place not too far from here or I can just portal us home. No need to sit in traffic...unless that's part of the experience?" she offers to him.

Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint smiles softly, chewing all the while. He swallows his bite before leaning in to kiss Clea right on the lips, pizza grease and a bit of sauce and all. "You know, I love you." He says, leaning back and taking another bite of his slice.

    Looking around the room he nods, "Plent of room for a nice big tree in here." She offers Teleporting. "That's right! We could do that." A laugh, "Some people might say sitting in traffic is a traditions during the holidays. THe mad rush. I say, no, darn it!" He chuckles.

Clea has posed:
Clea gives a soft laugh after the kiss, "Mmm. I had the feeling you did." she teases him gently. Then she continues to eat her food. She was wanting to just enjoy the moment of him being home and in one piece.

"I figure we've got enough going on and given the world can throw something bad at us in an instant that I'll use my powers for good and making sure that the Christmas tree gets here with little to no frustration." she tells him. "Do you have any traditions you'd like to bring back or start?" she asks him.

Clint Barton has posed:
    Clint has to think a moment at her last question. "What I really miss doing is having a fire on Christmas Eve and watching christmas movies. You know... the old claymation ones. Then Christmas Vacation and even Scrooged. Have you ever seen those?" He asks, not shy about talking and eating, a sip of soda now and again.

Clea has posed:
Clea listens as he talks on what he misses and there is a soft smile at the information. She then shakes her head, "No, I've not seen any of those movies. I didn't really get into watching movies when I first got out of Kamar-Taj, but I am happy to do that with you." she tells him with a warm smile.

Clint Barton has posed:
    "Alright, hot chocolate, Christmas Movies, and a fire." Clint smiles, finishing his next slice of pizza. He stands then and moves over towards a group of bags and starts to go through them. "Alright. Let's see what we got here. Oh, and we should go skate at time square... even though I don't know how to skate." He chuckles, pulling out garland and ribbons.

    Before long the house was decorated and the two were off throuh a portal to a tree farm in Canada... where Clint spoke the entire time in a horrible Canadian accent.