app sent in, fingers crossed

[royalred]

It's about time! I can't wait! I know I'll definitely get in... and what an adventure this will be!

But long as we're talking about this... Who're Clint and Natasha, and why are they going to find me an odd one?

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[compromisedarrow]

[STARING...

JUST STARING...]

Okay, Stark never touches the coffee machine again.

[royalred]

[HI DADDY.]

Most people would use 'hello'.

[compromisedarrow]

[OH GOD NO]

Yeah, well, I thought finding several clones of myself around here was weird.

[royalred]

[TELL ME ABOUT BUDAPEST DADDY]

You're not making much sense. Had a pint this morning?

[compromisedarrow]

[YOU'RE TOO YOUNG!!]

No, but I might need one after....

[Waitaminute]

And there's no way I'd get drunk just off one pint, thank you very much.

[royalred]

Well, considerin' how well you're talking with just a wee girl, I'd think your constitution wasn't terribly strong.

[compromisedarrow]

[Oho. It's going to be like that, is it?]

And I'd say that the way you're talking to an adult means you've got a big chip on your shoulder. Didn't your parents tell you not to talk to strangers, little girl?

[royalred]

My father taught me how to disarm any big man who thinks he can take down a daughter of DunBroch. You don't look like the sort who'd want to damage his pretty face, so how about we drop the threats and own up?

[So who gets the blame for the attitude?]

[compromisedarrow]

[I blame your mother]

Cocky, too. I like that. But you don't know anything about me, and I don't feel like telling you.

[Bring it]

[royalred]

[Doesn't take too long to put two and two together.]

Lemme guess. The 'Clint' part of Clint and Natasha?

[compromisedarrow]

Nope. I'm...

[Pulling a name out of the headspace ether]

Jason Walsh.

[There may be some muffled protests muted by Clint's mun.]

[royalred]

[Riiight. Have an eyebrow raise.]

... All right, 'Jason'. If you're not related to the weird business at hand, then what're you trying to provoke a fire for?

[compromisedarrow]

[They're basically twins, okay?]

I'm not trying to start anything. You're the one who said I couldn't handle my booze.

[royalred]

[Pfft - thanks for the laugh. Yeah you're really earning no points here daddy-o.]

Still upset over one little catch? Sounds like there's a lot of things you can't handle.

[compromisedarrow]

I'm not upset. Just disgruntled.

[black_widow]

[Hi alternate universe daughter!]

Not odd. Just incredibly uncanny.

[royalred]

[Hi alternate universe mother!]

Oh yeah, that makes much more sense.

[black_widow]

[Sob. is she really explaining this.]

It's a popular rumor that you are our daughter from an alternate universe.

[royalred]

[Well Dad refuses to, so of course mom's gotta take the wheel.]

Your daughter - !

[Looking you up and down now.]

... I don't know if I'd mind having you as a relative, but I've already got a good... ah, I've already got parents.

[black_widow]

[This is why Natasha's the responsible one and Clint always gets in trouble.]

No harm done. We're not exactly in the best place to have children.

[royalred]

[Which, honestly, isn't that far from her actual parents...]

Well, mine aren't doing a perfect job either. But if I get in, it'll just be one less thing to worry about. And you're handling it well, so it should be a snap in there, right?

[true_high_king]

It is refreshing to see such spirit in our youth. The youth in Skyrim are apathetic toward their fates.

[royalred]

Dunno much about Skyrim, but anyone who doesn't care about their own fate deserves what they get.

[true_high_king]

My thoughts exactly. It is unusual to find such wisdom from one of your age. From what I have seen, your Scottland is much like my Skyrim, down to your traditions and beliefs. The only difference is that beasts like this Mordu are much more commonplace in Skyrim.

It takes a lot of spirit to stand up for yourself in the face of such odds, lass.