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Kate had been up in her bedroom, reading over some books she got from the public library, some were self help books about maximizing potential. One was actually called Find your inner mutant of all things. Obviously just a way to sell books when it came out, and now it had been buried toward one of the back shelves after the Sentinels were sent to monitor mutants more closely. She wasn't sure why, but right now she was finding the books fascinating as her memory stored the contents.
She then got a call on her phone, which luckily there was no way for it to be bugged. No powers and a minor, plus her father's money stopped that idea.
"Hello?"
Patriot was calling to ask about sneaking out for patrol again.
"Sure, be right there? Meeting by your place? Oh, there. All right." She set the books aside, and got changed into her Hawkeye costume. Putting the notions aside for now.
Later on, after they stopped what first looked like an old (dead) villain named 8-Ball, but turned out to be some lame fanboy who wanted to break into crime. Felt good to knock some sense into him before the police showed up. They ducked into the sewers to escape.
While they were walking around, listening to the distant roar of the subway, Hawkeye then asked, "Eli, I'll understand if you don't want to talk about this. But back before your grandpa's transfusion... if somebody had offered you training instead of the MGH, but you weren't sure of the drawbacks or the ethics of the person offering... would you?"
He stopped and then stared at her, "Why are you even asking, Kate? You don't think you need powers, do you? Thought you were above that."
"Sometimes I think it might help a little, sure. And I'm not above anything, Eli."
He shook his head, and asked her, "You saying somebody made you an offer?"
Hawkeye nodded, and then started to explain some of the recent events. But not all.
Patriot frowned, wondering what she was leaving out, and suspected he might know. He then started to explain more about what it was like being under the influence of the MGH, and only realizing afterwards what the price of it was. What was being given up.
"Whatever the offer is, Kate. I don't think it's worth it. You saw what I was like on that stuff, I wasn't myself."
"You're still a hothead."
"Hey! I'm not as bad now. Man, give me some credit."
She remarked, "I do. And I already agreed to ignore him from now on."
"Training's one thing, this sounds more like something else."
She nodded again, and they continued along, the conversation shifting to lighter topics again as they headed to their respective homes.
She then got a call on her phone, which luckily there was no way for it to be bugged. No powers and a minor, plus her father's money stopped that idea.
"Hello?"
Patriot was calling to ask about sneaking out for patrol again.
"Sure, be right there? Meeting by your place? Oh, there. All right." She set the books aside, and got changed into her Hawkeye costume. Putting the notions aside for now.
Later on, after they stopped what first looked like an old (dead) villain named 8-Ball, but turned out to be some lame fanboy who wanted to break into crime. Felt good to knock some sense into him before the police showed up. They ducked into the sewers to escape.
While they were walking around, listening to the distant roar of the subway, Hawkeye then asked, "Eli, I'll understand if you don't want to talk about this. But back before your grandpa's transfusion... if somebody had offered you training instead of the MGH, but you weren't sure of the drawbacks or the ethics of the person offering... would you?"
He stopped and then stared at her, "Why are you even asking, Kate? You don't think you need powers, do you? Thought you were above that."
"Sometimes I think it might help a little, sure. And I'm not above anything, Eli."
He shook his head, and asked her, "You saying somebody made you an offer?"
Hawkeye nodded, and then started to explain some of the recent events. But not all.
Patriot frowned, wondering what she was leaving out, and suspected he might know. He then started to explain more about what it was like being under the influence of the MGH, and only realizing afterwards what the price of it was. What was being given up.
"Whatever the offer is, Kate. I don't think it's worth it. You saw what I was like on that stuff, I wasn't myself."
"You're still a hothead."
"Hey! I'm not as bad now. Man, give me some credit."
She remarked, "I do. And I already agreed to ignore him from now on."
"Training's one thing, this sounds more like something else."
She nodded again, and they continued along, the conversation shifting to lighter topics again as they headed to their respective homes.