Clint figured he was not the scared looking eighteen year old that Phil had known years back.
The man had found himself cowering in the corner of the room he was in. Instead of out right searching. The moment he had dropped into the room he felt as if he had bad the wrong choice. He wasn't a good thing to put in anyone's life right now. Clint peered up at him from where he was, brow arching a tad bit as he did. Really? A bat? He didn't know how that would work. Part of the reason why he came there is because he didn't know Phil well enough to save him. He knew him well enough to kill him however. He was researching the different ways when he had the chance because there looked like there were absolutely no options to cure him of what was happening to him. "Phil...?" Clint's voice broke out from where he was hiding before slipping to his feet. "This was the only place I could go...I didn't have anywhere else to go..."
God please do not smack him with a fucking bat, Coulson.
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Date: 2012-09-06 03:24 am (UTC)The man had found himself cowering in the corner of the room he was in. Instead of out right searching. The moment he had dropped into the room he felt as if he had bad the wrong choice. He wasn't a good thing to put in anyone's life right now. Clint peered up at him from where he was, brow arching a tad bit as he did. Really? A bat? He didn't know how that would work. Part of the reason why he came there is because he didn't know Phil well enough to save him. He knew him well enough to kill him however. He was researching the different ways when he had the chance because there looked like there were absolutely no options to cure him of what was happening to him. "Phil...?" Clint's voice broke out from where he was hiding before slipping to his feet. "This was the only place I could go...I didn't have anywhere else to go..."
God please do not smack him with a fucking bat, Coulson.