mental link;

[cognitived]

PRACTICAL if we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it.	RESILIENT do you know what it's like to be unmade?
SKILLED if i miss, it means im just another dude with a bow.	DETERMINED this is monsters and magic and nothing we were ever trained for.

( CODE BY WHAMBAM )

Comments

[cognitived]

[ just be glad you didn't meet him whacked out on mindcontrol and shooting.

to be fair, clint worked in a super secret government agency -- he's more than familiar with assassins and potshots. so he simply let his mouth curl. ]

Oh, that's all?

[ a bit of a joke -- clearly she's alive, and really, that's a pretty good indicator when it comes to assassins. but clint doesn't dwell on the history, though he does carefully make note. never know when something will be useful later on. ]

Stubborn as they come. [ he sighs, but there's an edge of fondness that wells up behind it even as clint shifts, uncoiling just so. he's unused to relaxing completely, especially when the only person he truly trusts is now relying on him to be on guard. but yeah, he gets it. there's a shift, hip pressed to the edge of sam's bed, arms crossing. a brief little pause, thoughtful. ]

Not like Sam to go diggin' in other's heads without permission.

[earthborn]

[Shepard's not afraid of the mind-controlled, nor of being shot. But she likes that, the way Clint's smile creeps in, the way a cat's affection does; sidling in sideways as if sheer nonchalance will keep it from being noticed.]

There's permission and then there's permission. It's complicated.

[She's going to have a few questions of her own for him, later. If there is a later; Shepard's working up to one hell of an I told you so]

What's your connection?

[cognitived]

[ something he picked up from a certain russian assassin, really. the little head tilt, bird-like, is all him though. curious and curiouser, but yeah, he understands. youhaveheart, catching at ribs and spine, clawing up the soft tissue of his throat, nestled there beneath his tongue. permission. ]

We're from the same world.

[ not enough breadth, doesn't cover a trust gained through mission after mission, through blood and sweat and tears. through a sacrifice that sunk them miles below the ocean's surface. too much to tell near-strangers, even if he shrugs a shoulder, nonchalant. ]

He's my partner.

[earthborn]

What, like a partner-partner, or...?

[This is new information to her, and Shepard turns to face it. She'd like to believe Sam had looked at her with lust in his heart, but she's fallen victim to wishful thinking before. No reason it has to be a moot point.]

[cognitived]

[ he can't help it -- clint laughs, a surprised, bright little thing. of all things, this is not what he expected when rushing off to rescue his dumb-ass partner. figures. sam would be the kind to knock himself unconscious looking through someone's mind and still come out of it with another charmed person. ]

Got a bit of that Wilson charm, huh? [ god sam, control your booty ] But nah, he's a free bird.

[earthborn]

You seem the man with his shirt off?

[Because Shepard has. Her smirk comes out with his laugh, head tilted in a show of false diffidence.]

Good, 'cause you hear rumors, and it'd be damn tragic for me, to get this far down the road if he didn't even like women.

[Sam stop kissing half the Nest and you wouldn't have this problem.]