needs moar brainwashed!Barton.

[cognitiverecalibration]

I do not appreciate your intervention. If you interfere with his plans again I will not hesitate to eliminate you.

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[rootsforthor]

Someone needs his Loki-free bedtime story.

[cognitiverecalibration]

Your attempt at wit is neither charming nor amusing. [ Because as a mindless drone he knows so much about both. ]

[rootsforthor]

I'll have you-- me?-- know it's both.

[ his irreverent grin is slightly forced. he may have skipped a few of the SHIELD-recommended counselling sessions after the whole loki debacle. ]

[cognitiverecalibration]

...and yet all I feel for you is pity, because still you choose to hide behind humor. [ Break, Barton and return to the Dark Side. It's where you belong. ]

[the_phoenix_rises]

Oh wow, someone has done a number on you.

[She can literally feel that vibration coming off of him and it's giving her a bit of a headache.]

[flaerd]

Agent. [ Oh, fun. AU or not, he's done enough reading. The joys of multiverse. ]

[gotoagent]

Agent.

[cognitiverecalibration]

[ He doesn't seem phased by the subtly derogatory nature of her "accusation". ] He expanded my mind. I ought to thank him.

[cognitiverecalibration]

Sir. [ Clint crosses the space between them without a moments hesitation. ] I do believe that these Mundanes are more trouble than they're worth.

[cognitiverecalibration]

[ He shoots a look over his shoulder and to Coulson. ] ...Agent. [ His fingers twitch, inadvertently moving closer to the pistol holstered at his side. ]

[flaerd]

They have moments. Sadly, few. [ He is very okay with this. ] Where are you in said timeline of things?

[cognitiverecalibration]

I noticed. ...once she's played out her use she'll be disposed of. I need no dead weight. [ He looks to Loki out the corner of his eye. ] I was set to board the Helicarrier in the next few moments.

[flaerd]

It's always better to have them just under your thumb, Barton. Now with your skill I can only assume you know the right places to hook your fingers in.

[ Calmly, he folds his hands in front of his body. ] Does she have a notion to put you somewhere after this redundant voice testing?

Pardon my slow. I'm at work and replying in between people... Like a boss.

[cognitiverecalibration]

[ His lips crease into a smirk. ] But of course. No need to worry about me, Sir.

None. But that's not something a little persuading cannot change.

[persuadeyou]

[Well this is unpleasant.]

Barton.

[gotoagent]

I'm not here for trouble.

Don't even worry about it, brah. :>

[flaerd]

[ As expected. ]

Mine has decided to give a try at putting me in this city known as Abax. Filthy place, it seems. Could use some cleaning.

[starknaked]

I'm voting for a sharp rap to the back of your head by Thor. With the hammer.

[cognitiverecalibration]

[ He stiffens, sparing glance over his shoulder and giving no real acknowledgement beyond that. ] ...

[cognitiverecalibration]

[ His hand drops. ] ...what then? [ Short, sweet, and to the point. ]

Much appreciated!

[cognitiverecalibration]

How unfortunate for you, Sir, but I'm sure that you'll have no problems purging the city of its filth. I only wish I could join you. [ His fingers twitch anxiously, ghosting over his holster. Clint would be more than happy to help. ]

[gotoagent]

I wanted to know how you were doing. You don't look like you're sleeping.

You betcha!

[flaerd]

Oh, I don't think I will. However, I would not begrudge you the chance to join me. [ Especially because there is a Tasha there, and another version of him, and others. And oh boy wont that be fun.]

[cognitiverecalibration]

Sleeping? Not at all, Agent. In fact, I've never felt better.

always.

[widows]

( her jaw sets and her gaze doesn't flicker. )

Loki. ( welp. time to work. ) He should've given you a helmet.