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[fistmele]

Y'know, it'd be nice to have some consistency. Not just when you feel like it.

—In case you're feeling up to listening to requests, which I doubt, but I figure I'll take my chances while you're still around and tuning in.

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[fistmele]

No. Freeing, actually.

[ Well; maybe not as freeing as Clint suggests. There's a bit of a recurring nightmare involved that's the total opposite of freeing. ]

[treachery]

Come now, Agent Barton. I have walked the passageways of your mind — I know well how you yearn for direction.

[ And the curl of his smile says: my direction. ]

[fistmele]

[ He huffs dryly. Time doesn't change shit, huh. ]

Not from you.

[treachery]

An irrelevant preference at the close of the day, for — as you are aware — you will never truly be purged of me.

[fistmele]

[ His jaw tightens.

(Loki can joke all he likes. Clint's going to kill him, and he's waited tirelessly for that before.) ]

The way your lady and mine know each other, I figure there'll be plenty of opportunities to change that.

[treachery]

[ Greater men have tried, and greater men have failed. ]

And when that day comes, I shall again welcome you into my service with a glad heart.

[fistmele]

Don't hold your breath.