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sunday six
Feb. 22nd, 2015 09:08 pm...because I need something to remind me that I do get things written occasionally.
From the inching-along next part of in deep with you darling (Darcy/Clint)
“Good job,” he says to her, pulling the door closed and then tossing his gun to the other hand so he can start the engine. “All parties, Hawkeye clear, and HYDRA neutralized,” he says into his throat mic, backing down the road at what would be an unnerving speed even if he wasn’t driving one handed and pointing the gun out the open window with the other. Darcy feels she is allowed the one little meep as she scrabbles for the shoulder harness. Clint flashes her a cocky grin, which doesn’t do anything but amp her adrenaline higher, but it’s better than freaking out, and she finds herself returning it in kind. “I’ve got Darcy, Thor; you and the doc get low and small.”
From the inching-along next part of in deep with you darling (Darcy/Clint)
“Good job,” he says to her, pulling the door closed and then tossing his gun to the other hand so he can start the engine. “All parties, Hawkeye clear, and HYDRA neutralized,” he says into his throat mic, backing down the road at what would be an unnerving speed even if he wasn’t driving one handed and pointing the gun out the open window with the other. Darcy feels she is allowed the one little meep as she scrabbles for the shoulder harness. Clint flashes her a cocky grin, which doesn’t do anything but amp her adrenaline higher, but it’s better than freaking out, and she finds herself returning it in kind. “I’ve got Darcy, Thor; you and the doc get low and small.”
