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[hasthehighground]

Why is Clint Barton in the rafters, when he's by all rights way too old and (by some accounts) dignified to climb up there?

Well. He was drinking his morning coffee when some thing touched the back of his foot with a long tendril, and all he saw was its weird misshapen form skittering away.





It was weird, okay? Anyway. He's sitting on a rafter, watching the room below, with a mug of coffee in his hands and a jar of peanuts next to him.

[tiny tag: creepy doll
ooc: No new threads, unless we've talked about it :)! I'll be around this weekend, but I am at this point Friday asleep.]

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[hasthehighground]

Clint grimaces slightly, and shrugs. It's not something anyone's happy about, but he's not going to try to get into a discussion about options available with Dick.

"Are superheroes basically treated like celebrities?" Because if so, Tony Stark might count.

[daringyoungman]

Dick considers the question thoughtfully.

"Superman is. And some others, I guess? Like Flash. Some aren't, really. They just do their thing."

[hasthehighground]

"Sounds like a sweet gig," is what he says, instead. "We do have one guy who kind of makes himself out to be a superhero, but he's just a vigilante."

Clint's not really sure what the difference is, but he wouldn't ask for Stark's autograph. Maybe that's the difference.

[daringyoungman]

"Like the Batman?" Dick asks after a moment's thought.

He's seen the Batman around a couple of times, usually around the circus, and he likes him better than that Wayne guy he's living with.

[hasthehighground]

... Clint's brow furrows. "Stark would probably like that comparison," he says after a moment, amused, "but he's more... gold plating and rocket packs and TV cameras."

"Is Batman real in your world, too?"

He didn't know Batman and Superman were from the same world. Huh.

[daringyoungman]

"Yeah."

Dick looks at Clint again, a puzzled frown knotting his eyebrows together. He gets that Batman started out as a rumor and not every one thinks he's real, but he can't really imagine comics and movies about him.

Also: he's met him. He hasn't met Superman.

[hasthehighground]

Clint tilts his head.

"Okay," he says, slowly. It's no weirder than X having a Captain America as well. An alive one. Or... it shouldn't be.

He thinks. Milliways is really started to mess with his head.

[daringyoungman]

Dick continues to look at him, then shrugs.

"It's not like they're the most important things in the world or anything. They're just there."

[hasthehighground]

The look Clint gives him is -- hard to pin down, in its blank consideration. He's not sure why Dick's clarified that, as it seems pretty obvious to him.

He just nods, before looking back over the bar. He can't shake the feeling that something's going on with Dick, but he figures he'll find out eventually.

[hasthehighground]

[ooc: fade? /HUGS]