On the Move (open)

[Clinton Barton]

"Yeah that's what it is." Clinton agreed as he agreed with Amethyst. As he began to step back, arrow still in hand he was watching for the explosion. The tiny outline of the arrow could still be seen until a few minutes later when the arrow had hit the target that he wanted. The side of the building went up in a cloud of smoke as the arrow created the explosion. Along with the explosion, the electronical devices in the nearby area seemed to be going off, turning slowly to nothing, the electricity was being sapped out of them.

After seeing that it had made its mark Clinton had realized that Amethyst was already on the move. So he headed after her, a bit slower since he had been later in the running. But it wasn't hard to pick out the neyaphem in the roof top. "Where exactly are we going? Or do you know?" He asked, wondering if Amethyst knew where exactly they were, he knew he was far from where the Avenger's were hiding, but it was hard to say at this point.

[Amethyst Evergreen]

"Honestly I have no clue and I don't plan to stick around to have the chance for anyone to figure out where we really are."Amethyst said to him, keeping at the pace she was going and leapt over the small gap between the building they were on and to the one across it but she paused to wait for Clinton. "Come on Clint it's a small jump, I'm sure you can make it."She told him but hoped she wasn't wrong about that. But a running start could have been enough power to send the archer right over.

But while she waited for Clinton to attempt a jump she was keeping her eyes peeled for anything or anyone coming after them. From what she had heard there were still several of those unusual creatures running around besides the controlled Sentinals, Infinities, and other of Apocalypse's forces lurking about. The last thing they needed was running into any of them.

[Clinton Barton]

Hawkeye noticed the jump where Amethyst had come across, and she too easily managed to scale it. Though unlike her, he knew he had a disadvantage, she was neyaphem and had abilities that had been gifted to her in order to climb over or jump across obstacles. While him, he was just a human. He had no super strength, no super stamina or speed. Nothing but bows and arrows that he used almost effortlessly. But he wasn't about to turn around and let the members catch him in the army. The Avengers on what little soil they had were starting to reform but his thoughts also told him that he might not make the jump.

Well as he made it, he had done daring things in the past and lived. He just hoped that today wasn't his unfortunate ending as he looked back at the wall. "I'll try and see if I can make it." He said as he stepped back a bit several long strides that were hopefully good enough to make it on a long run over there. And once he took off in a run he began to come closer and closer to the edge, his heart starting to rush in an anticipation of what would soon come to him. Possibly death, possibly broken bones. But he didn't want to die like this, no not at all.

As he got closer he felt the edge come up as he let his feet off the edge as he felt his feet come off the ledge as he was heading towards the wall. He also felt gravity tugging at him as it began to pull him down. But he quickly reacted to this as he pulled out one of the arrow heads he knew oh so well. And as he got closer to the wall he managed to stick it against the wall as a suction cup like material came out of the cap as he stuck it there. Taking out another arrow from the same location in his back he stuck the other suction cup tipped arrow further back up. "I knew my death wasn't going to come today Amethyst. I may have missed the ledge, but I can wall crawl a bit as well." He said as he continued to get closer to where the two corners of the buildings met.

[Amethyst Evergreen]

"I never doubted your skills for a second Clint."Amethyst told him, having began to wonder if she had maybe chosen one obstacle he couldn't get past. She knew many humans had some ability to make a long jump like she did, even if they were only human and just had that special skill for them to be a long jumper. She had even seen it many times in her school before she and her brother had made a run for it. But she had wondered if Clinton would have been so lucky?

But luckily he had made it just fine thanks to his arrows and the neyaphem female quickly came to his aid. Seeing a pipe system going on the roof, like many in cities, she wrapped her tail around it enough she could lean down slightly and offered her hand to the Avenger,"But it doesn't hurt to have a hand, wouldn't you agree?"She said with a soft smile, luckily no longer feeling her nervousness from before. Though she had to admit she was taking a great liking towards Clinton Barton but she was still shy to really show it.

[Clinton Barton]

"That's true. Though before the Avenger's came along for me I was pretty much a loner. I handled myself pretty well...and I guess those instincts of way back when just kicked in again. It's wierd in a way when you think about it." Clinton said as he took Amethyst's hand as he pulled himself up with the last arrow that he had placed in the wall. After he was up he looked back at Amethyst with after regaining his footing after climbing up and over the wall. "Also thanks for the help as well." He added.

As he realize it though he wasn't always this lucky, Clinton had his bad days just like everyone else did. That day he remembered clearly when he had fought Stark for the first time, and lost heavily. And in that loss he lost a good chunk of his hearing which he thought he would never get back. That was one reason why he avoided loud places such as trains, loud machine parts moving in a room or nearby. He was doomed if he were to step into a place like that. "It's just that I wasn't always lucky. One day while I was fighting a current enemey at the time. Ironman. I had an injury on one side of my head that I never fully recovered from and to this day I have a hearing loss in it." He said shaking his head a bit almost in a bit of a disappointed manner.