[032] Kate Bishop [Video]

[artemisaim]

[When the video comes on, Kate is asleep. The device is next to her and she probably turned the video on when her left hand hit it. In her right in a pair of sunglasses that anyone who met Clint last week should recognize. A minute or so passes before she finally stirs, sitting up and looking around. The purple blanket that was around her slides

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[didntneedmagic]

[A pause because he probably shouldn't have seen that, but hey.]

Can't sleep?

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[artemisaim]

No, not really. You'd think it would be easier since I haven't slept all that much in the past two weeks.

How're you?

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[didntneedmagic]

Need some company? You know I'm down the hall.

I'm... okay. Missed the white, I guess.

[artemisaim]

I'm okay. I've got company.

I didn't miss the white. It's always kind of nice to be outside, even if it isn't actually outside. But...I guess I am a little glad the trip is over. Maybe.

[didntneedmagic]

Alright.

I'm sorry, Kate. He seemed like a pretty great guy, for what it's worth. [Though in retrospect, that probably wasn't the best thing to say.]

[artemisaim]

[Maybe a little bit]

....Yeah. He was great. It's too bad he couldn't stay. Well, not really too bad since he's better off but you get what I mean.

[didntneedmagic]

Yeah, I get what you mean.

Even if it's a place like this, I do. You up for going on a walk?

[artemisaim]

...Yeah, a walk would be nice. Come get me?

[didntneedmagic]

Definitely. Be there in a few.

[artemisaim]

I'll be waiting.

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[didntneedmagic]

[He's not sleeping in Timothy's room tonight--reset caught him so it's a few minutes before he's knocking on the room door, standing in a shirt and loose pajama bottoms. He's even sporting a nice little mohawk, considering he was rolling around in bed.]

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[artemisaim]

[She opens the door and she's wearing actual clothes, even though her hair is pulled back]

Nice hair.

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[didntneedmagic]

[He makes a face at that, reaches up to mess with his hair a little. Reaching over, he fluffs up a part of her hair in turn.]

Thanks, I can give you the same style if you want.

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[artemisaim]

[She makes a face back and pushes his hand away, smoothing out the hair he messed up]

Think I'll pass on that for now. Where are we walking to?

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[didntneedmagic]

Ah-- here, there... Wherever, really. [His way of saying that he has no idea.]

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[artemisaim]

Good enough for me. Come on.