Date: 2012-05-30 09:03 am (UTC)
theshield_agent: (Shield)
Clint was definitely the only crayon-wielding agent that Phil knew of. He definitely wanted to keep it that way, too. The world couldn't handle two Clint Bartons. Phil certainly couldn't, fond as he was of the one.

"I did call you." He looked at his hand in Clint's, but disregarded it for now. "Stop being ridiculous. You live here. No one has seen you in days. I couldn't track your location. You were completely off the grid. Where were you?" Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. This wasn't Clint. Somehow, this just wasn't his agent. It couldn't be, because Clint didn't act like this. He was saying the right things, but it was all wrong. This was a caricature of him.

"Clint, take off those ridiculous glasses and talk to me." If he took his hand off of Clint's arm, he could get to his taser and tase him within ten seconds, easy. He'd rather it didn't come to that, but he wasn't letting Clint out of his sight until he had an explanation that he was satisfied with. He certainly wasn't shooting until he had more information, but the taser didn't do anything permanent. "That's an order."
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