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[bring_em_down]

Two things. One, I'm one of the flight officers now. Name's Clint Barton.

Second... Still looking for some materials. If anyone has an extra mattress you don't want, I'll take it off your hands. Old winter coats, scraps of clothes from home you'd like to see someone tear up? I'll take those, too.

[He is about to end the feed when he has an additional thought:]

If you see a little dark-haired kid in a suit in places he's not supposed to be, let me know. He answers to "Anthony".

[Satisfied now, Clint slings a quiver of arrows and a sleek black bow over his shoulder before shutting off the transmission.]

[Text to Ultimates/allied Avengers; encryption 100%]

Did anyone else have an issue with those masks? I haven't felt right since those things showed up.

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[suddenlycaptain]

The kind that live in the dark and eat humans.

[ The kind that killed her. ]

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[bring_em_down]

Those. Not fond of those.

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[suddenlycaptain]

I'm not sure anyone is.

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If they are, they have problems.

So you had your problems, then.

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[suddenlycaptain]

Hasn't everyone?

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[bring_em_down]

Yours sound special. Man-eating aliens.

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[suddenlycaptain]

[ She hesitates, but Fry pulls out her knife from her belt -- slowly, so he doesn't decide to try and kill her -- and holds it out on her palm so he can look at it. ]

The blade's made out of a claw from one of the adults.

[ The hilt itself is bone, though it isn't from one of the bioraptors -- that's from the ship, from the 'manticores' that had once been people. Haymitch had used it for her. ]

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[bring_em_down]

[Well. Holy shit.]

I don't have any souvenirs. That's vaguely horrifying.

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[suddenlycaptain]

[ There's a small, grim smile. You have no idea, Clint. ]

It makes a good knife.

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[bring_em_down]

I can imagine. So how big are they?

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[suddenlycaptain]

I didn't measure.

[ And she really doesn't want to talk about them much more, flipping her knife over in her hand and sticking it back in her belt. ]

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[bring_em_down]

[Shrug. He's seen all sorts of things but he's gonna go with not having seen anything with claws that big. Big things, but not giant death claws.]

So did you go to space, then? Other than this.

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[suddenlycaptain]

It's my job. Pilot and captain for a merchant ship -- we go all over.

[ There's a bit of a shrug. ]

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[bring_em_down]

Big guns?

[He smiles a bit. It's half a joke.]

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[suddenlycaptain]

[ Half, but she shakes her head. ]

Small crew.

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[bring_em_down]

I prefer a combination of both. But if you're running merchant ops, you might not have much of a choice.

[Next mattress ahoy.]

Well, I promise to be an attentive and helpful pupil.

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[suddenlycaptain]

I'll hold you to that.

[ Because otherwise she'll get all pissed. ]

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[bring_em_down]

[He knows better than to mess with mean and/or angry women.

Have a little salute.]