(Roy is weaving his way through the crowd of new arrivals and locals, his gloved right hand in a tight snap by his side, the other staying in his pocket. As he walks, his steps are slow, yet purposeful, and sharp. He carries himself with the air of a soldier on alert--highly aware of his surroundings and the people around him, ready to strike at
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[She's starting to get used to the seal. The moment she hears his voice, she snaps to attention--the movement is too fast and strains her wounds, and she winces. She doesn't see him, realizes it must be the seal, and starts off back to the Entrance of the City as fast as her bloodless little body will allow. A report in person would be better. There was no telling what the toll had been; he could be severely injured.]
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[EVENTUALLY WE WILL START...TAGGING...FOR REAL LMFDOA sorry I'm not there to stop you I am kind of still injured.]
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WHY HAVEN'T YOU GONE TO A HOSPITAL WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU)
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[because you are missing and possibly missing a limb stop being retarded.]
[ARE YOU DONE YET CAN WE CONVERSE LMFAO]
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NO YOU GO TO A HOSPITAL
I..guess...?)
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[anyway after presumably enough time has passed so Roy has stopped trying to kill Hughes, HAWKEYE EVENTUALLY FINDS HIM. She's only slightly conscious, let's be clear, but she stops and stares around her at the scorch marks here and there, the familiar linger of ash and smoke in the air.]
[her eyes narrow. No salute here, that will come when everyone has calmed down. His back is to her--she keeps her hand pressed against her throat.]
You didn't.
[again? After having just gone through what they had gone through? What was he thinking? She'll wait to hear his answer, but her fingers stray to her back, where two pistols are tucked away. A rote motion.]
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He turns to face her fully, his hands in his pockets, as if nothing had happened.)
Are you all right?
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Has anyone been hurt?
[hint hint.]
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(Well, this is awkward. Cause, he is more concerned with that wound on her neck.)
What happened?
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[important things first! and anyway you should know this.]
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[steady, even tone. :) They might as well be talking about the weather.]
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(Okay, I've answered your question. Now it's my turn.)
What happened?
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When you were pulled through, I must have blacked out for a moment. I dreamt about a music box and found myself here. I have been looking for you, sir. [she's not being a pain in the ass on purpose OKAY THIS WHOLE TIMELINE THING IS STILL NEW. He gets a quick elevator look--no missing limbs is a good sign. She can't help but notice those gloves of his are whole and unruined...a spare set?] Are you all right?
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