12201/We are still helping

We are still helping
Date of Scene:	19 September 2020
Location:	Basement, Avengers Mansion
Synopsis:	The Avengers speak with Blurr about recent events.
Cast of Characters:	Hawkeye (Barton), Blurr, Wonder Man

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Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
The Avengers Wonder Man and Hawkeye are chatting as they enter the basement of the Avenger Mansion. Words of something there came to the archer's ears, and he's bring Wonder Man along to investigate.

"I really think he needs a lil' help," the archer replies to Wonder Man as they both enter the basement.

On spotting Blurr, Hawkeye stops on his tracks, almost blinking at the sight.

"Holy crap, what's ... I mean. Woah.".

He glances at his fellow Avengers, to make sure that he doesn't go all Wondy-like.

"Shit, I missed a memo again."

Blurr has posed:
    So, Blurr has been sitting in the basement garage of the Avengers Mansion for a few megacycles, assuming his chronometer wasn't malfunctioning or anything, waiting to see if someone would either help him or try to dismantle him.

    Megan had said she and presumably Shannon too, trusted these people. Although with the experience he has had, it was only natural to feel a bit paranoid. Who were they, anyway?

    At the moment, what appears to be a custom-rigged blue sports car that looks like it belongs to Tony is sitting against the wall behind a truck and a Hummer parked perpendicularly to each other.

Wonder Man has posed:
"It's blue. Tony likes red. Maybe they don't come in blue?" Simon offers Clint in a mildly irritated tone. "What does a blue sports car have to do with me, let alone Thor's love life?" He turns his head slightly to look at the other man, his red eyes still hidden by the shades. His left hand slides up to again fidget with his hair, not thinking about it. He crosses his arms over his chest.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
The archer shakes his head slowly, eyes narrowed as he approaches.

"I know, right... Somethin's fishy..."

At a distance, Hawkeye stops to consult something on his Iphone. Once done, he resumes his approach, cautiously.

"Thas car ain't on the registered list."

But hey, it's just a car. And not a bad looking one. Maybe he could borrow it for a ride in town?

Blurr has posed:
    Definitely not registered, the plates are fake. But yeah definitely not bad-looking, either. Though, it looks like it has been in a wreck or two. The paint is kind of messed up and there seem to be a lot of dents and dings. Maybe Tony prefers red, but maybe it's one of his projects. Well who else does this sort of thing, anyway? Certainly not Cap.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Now that Wonder Man left to talk to his producer, Clint finds himself alone in the basement. Upon closer inspection, the archer notices the scratches and dents quite visible on the stange car. It is strange, frankly, because Tony Stark would have nothing to do with a half-wrecked car. As he often does, the archer talks to himself.

"Shit, what did they do to this car?

While saying so, he reaches the car, and tries one of the doors.

Blurr has posed:
    The door is unlocked, easily opening for him. Except, there appears to be someone sitting in the driver's seat. A blond-haired young man, who might be in his later teens. At least it appears that way, anyway. But this guy definitely wasn't there just now, when the two Avengers had first come down here.

    ...or had he been?

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
"Whatdaf...!" Hawkeye jumps back as he spots someone inside the car, his bow at the ready, arrows aiming. Yup, he is that quick. Whoever is sitting there, is better do some explaining, and quickly.

"You there, get out!" he orders.

Still, something is not all right. Why isn't there any security alert around? The Avengers Mansion is more than well equipped. They should be screaming murder with an intruder around.

Blurr has posed:
    It is indeed all very strange. How did this random person just show up here without any authorization? And if he was supposed to be here, why hadn't Clint been informed?

    "Ah!" the kid seems to yelp when he points weapons, but then he...flickers? Like a faulty projection. Then it disappears. All at once, there is a cacophony of grinding gears and shifting panels as the vehicle seems to reconfigure itself--not unlike some of the Avengers' own technology in some cases, no doubt. But when it's finished, there is 14-foot-tall biped mechanoid standing in front of him. Well, not quite standing, because the ceiling is a little bit too low.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Witnessing the sudden, verily unexpected transformation, Hawkeye quickly steps back, arrow always aiming at the... hrm, the 14 foot tall robot?!

The first instinct would be to activate the security alert, still, why isn't it already screaming? Hawkeye has seen lots of strange things during his time with the Avengers, and actually, surprinsingly, this is not on top of his list of most menacing encounter. Just a tad below the top, for now.

"OK, JunkYard Bot, what, or who are you?" he asks, ready to shoot if the answer isn't to his liking.

Blurr has posed:
    Blurr holds up his hands in a defensive or perhaps placating manner, not that the arrows are likely to do that much damage to him. "Heyheyhey--um calm down now, I'm supposed to be here!" he exclaims, trying to ease Hawkeye's fears. "Uh--your friends. The female with the red hair and the one with the exosuit--said I could come here!"

    He crouches down a bit further, attempting to get a better look at Clint. "Didn't they tell you?"

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint frowns, listening to this robot. Its presence is recorded, authorized, it would explain that no alert is sounding. Still not standing down, especially with the bot crouching, the archer doesn't seem quite convinced yet. Been there, done that syndrome.

"Right, JunkYard Bot speaks," he grins at that. "Figures."

So /it/ talked with Natasha and ShellHead, there must be a good story behind this.

"Yeah, I missed a couple memos here and there. Fill me in?"

Blurr has posed:
    "At least, I assumed they're your friends."

    Blurr looks rather offended at being called Junkyard Bot. A -second- time. "I -have- a name, you know. It's Blurr." he informs Clint.

    He straightens back up as much as he can with how low the ceiling is for him, and steps nimbly over the truck he had previously been parked behind.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
The bow lowers, arrow still at the ready, eyes following each of Blurr's movement. Threat assessment. So far, so good. Still, no answer to his question.

"Look, hrm... - Blurr - don't force me to read ShellHeads' uber boring memos. I'd rather spar with Hulk, really. So, what's the story here?"

While speaking and slightly relaxing the tension on the bow, Clint steps back, and tries to get a better, more complete view of Blurr. It is a very interesting bot, although the archer is not really into bots. That's Stark's gig.

Blurr has posed:
    Blurr sighs. "It's a long story. Um--do you remember a while back there was something on the news about an explosion out on the west coast?" he asks. "I was in a crash. A girl named Shannon Lance helped me. But she wasn't exactly equipped to. So...let's just say she had some connections and your friends offered me some kind of asylum."

    Well that's not disturbing at all. Asylum from -whom-?

    However, he seems a bit reluctant to share any more details. Instead, he darts over to one of the Avengers' armored vehicles and tips it upward slightly, peering curiously at the undercarriage. Despite his size, he is remarkably fast.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
That is quite... woah, dang, this bot just lifted that armored car! A - very - heavy one at that too. Blurr might not have noticed, but as soon as he moved toward the car, the bow and arrow were automatically aimed at him. Clint steps back, adding as much distance as possible. But that thing is fast, and the basement is not that large, especially when you try to run from a fast bot. Blurr's action did not really reassure the archer. Guest or not, it is still a damn 14-foot tall robot!

"Awright, take it easy, Junk... er, Blurr. Lemme guess. Ye're too wrecked to go home, suit-guy let you squat the basement... then what, he offered you a free paint job? And why do you need asylum to start with?"

Blurr has posed:
    "Well that, and um--" Blurr starts, but then shakes his head. "It's complicated. Lots of uh, classified information. Did that translate right? Do you guys have that?" he asks, putting the vehicle back down as gently as possible, although it still makes a thumping noise.

    "Basically I need to hide from my enemies, or at least hole up somewhere they won't want to come calling. Or if they did, they'd have to make a big mess of things."

    "So who are you guys, anyway?"

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Contrary to what one would have expected, the basement suddenly echoes with laughters, for a seconde or two. The description Blurr just gave of his hideout just hit home, literally.

"And you just described my place, hey," he states, grinning.

The explanations seem to make sense - oh really? Talking with a car-robot in the basement, who seems to be afraid of monster under the cars?

Clint shakes his head, lowering the bow again. A large smile appears on his face. Classified? Darn, most of his life is classified!

"You'll have to ask suit-guy 'bout that, cuz this is.... classified information."

Blurr has posed:
    Blurr chuckles. "Hey, you -do- get it!" he exclaims happily. His job is actually kind of similar to Clint's. "Well I'm glad -someone- understands me." he says, going over to Tony's tricked-out JBX sound system and starting to examine that. It's not so much that he's afraid of something popping out, it's more that he's bored and hates waiting.

    "So I told you who I was, you got a name or what?" he asks.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Clint heads for the door, still sporting that grin on his face. He glances over at Blurr and says, trying not to laugh, "You can play with the cars, suit-man can get you new ones if you break 'em."

Oh yeah, Tony would be so pissed off. Perfect.

Before leaving, Clint stops by the security panel next to the door, and enters a few codes on it. Better safe than sorry!

He turns back to face Blurr, as the door opens behind him, offfering the trademarked Hawkeye grin.

"Yes, I got a name."

And on that, he leaves the basement, the door shuts close beind him.

Blurr has posed:
    Blurr tilts his head slightly at Clint when he offers the other vehicles. Well that was nice of him! "Oh, well--thanks!"

    "Hey, could I go to the upper levels sometime?" he asks.

    "Um, right. I figured you did have a name," the Autobot says, frowning a little and wondering if maybe the emulator didn't quite do its job right. "But I was wondering what it was--?" However he doesn't get to finish the question as Clint heads out. Blurr shrugs and starts dismantling a Hummer.