Owner	Pose
Hunori	The problem with travelling is some times you can't take all your belongings with you. Beyond that? There's also some quite simple practical concerns: regions had restrictions and differing power points. Sometimes you just needed to upgrade! With that in mind, Hunni was out and about in town. Dressed in her hoodie over her jeans and a shirt that currently displayed several 'heart containers' across her chest, the brunette made her way into the store.
Clint Barton	And it is a /large/ store. Offering the whole gamut of the latest in electronics. In a corner, an in-house coffee shop has been set for the enjoyment of the customers. Enjoyment is not at all what Clint Barton is experiencing at the moment. If it was a sport equipment store, he'd feel at home. But computers? Dang. So he is waiting in line at the help counter, hoping to get to talk to someone who can help him find what he wants. That is, once he can come up with something he wants, for he is not shopping for himself. While waiting, he keeps and eye at the door - old habits - and think he just noticed someone he met not long ago. He's not the kind to start waving around to get her attention, so he waits to see if she's spot him.
Hunori	Last time, Clint had spotted Hunni before she transformed...so she knew for a fact he knew what she looked like. Also, while it might change her hair and eyes? The whole 'empowerment' didn't offer her a mask, so it was far from flawless! Hands stuffed into her pockets, the young woman moves into the space, sweeping eyes over the rows and products before she does indeed settle on Clint and there's a flicker of recognition across her face before her lips curl to a slight smile. Silent greeting, apparently even -she- wasn't going to rush over and start chatting about space bikers openly!
Clint Barton	That's perfect, because Clint is not going to start yelling at her to exchange jokes about the "Main Man" from outer space! Glancing at the 5-6 people in front of him in the line, where he has been waiting for 10 minutes already - an eternity! - Clint changes his mind. The hell with the unhelpful help desk. Deciding he had waited long enough in vain, he then leaves the line and approaches her, offering a smile in return. "Hey," he says, "Small town, isn't it?" Not the best line, but hey, at least he didn't ask her if she was shopping!
Hunori	Hunni herself? She was headed over towards the collection of laptops that awaited on display, already a frown on her face as she squinted at the specifications advertised when Clint stepped over. A blink, a look over and she nods, giving a grin. "For such a big city, yes!" she shifts, leaning a little closer to speak in more hushed tones. "I ran into that 'guy' again later that night. He crashed into a truck, called me some names and then flew off again...it was weird."
Clint Barton	Clint listens to the report on following events, frowning lightly. "I'm glad you came out unscathed. We'll have to keep an eye on that guy," he says in a low voice, not specifying who is /we/. "I hate these outa space jerks to drop by and start messing around." He then glances over at the laptops, sighing. "Would you trust me if I told you that right now, the top of my worries is to find a gift for someone who is deeply - and I mean /deeply/ - into computers?"
Hunori	"Who even calls themself 'The Main man' anyway?" She muses before folding her arms across her chest, shaking her head. In some ways it made sense that aliens could be weird and lame too! His question about gifts though? That has her laughing and tilting her head, accent still hanging to her words as she speaks. "As in, they build their own, or just really love them?"
Clint Barton	A light laughter echoes Hunori's mention of the "Main Man". "Yeah, may he never come back!" Clint then shrugs his shoulders, really at a loss as to what to buy. "She's more into, hrm, finding stuff over the net, y'know? Heck, she could find out what you ate two days ago. All's about security, access. That ain't really my cuppa, so I thought something useful, or funny? I'd really like to /not/ buy chocolate again."
Hunori	"Oh!" Hacking and such? That was kinda...Hunni-adjacent rather than her own interest, but there are plenty of things that cross over when it comes to computer performance. "Let me think..." A finger comes to her cheek, tapping lightly for a moment before she grins. "I mean, best options would be something put together rather than off the shelf, but maybe a good laptop if she is the...portable sort. Or one of those portable wifi things? Although most things have that built in...huh..."
Clint Barton	"She has a /very/ good machine, with all the VPNs, firewalls, heck I bet she even invented some by herself!" Clint says, a hand scratching the back of his head as he tries to think about something. The store is literally filled with /somethins/! As he looks around for inspiration, he notices the coffee corner. "Alright, I need a coffee, care to join me? Maybe then I'll get inspired... or totally change my mind and get her some chocolates!"
Hunori	"Maybe that's the best idea?" she offers, but there's a shrug to the offer of the coffee. Why not? She wasn't exactly finding what she was looking for either. It looks like she was going to have to resort to ordering once more. "Maybe a spa thing? Like a relaxing day or whatever? Or a nice dinner? If she's got all the toys? Maybe a break?"
Clint Barton	"She gets a relaxing day everytime I'm away," Clint chuckles back, "Though these are good ideas. He proceeds to the coffee counter, and gets two coffees for them. His black, he hands the other to Hunori so she can add cream or sugar to her liking. Luckily enough, there's a small table that just got cleaned, and they can sit there.
Hunori	Perhaps it was expected, but immediately she was going to add concerning amounts of both. Sweet rather than bitter, this is pretty obvious. Still, sipping her drinks the young woman gives a little chuckle. "Is that your wife? Girlfriend?"
Clint Barton	Sitting down at the small table, Clint seems to think for a moment, drinking some of the coffee. Hey, it's not such a difficult question to answer! "Well, I'd say, somewhere in between," he grins at that. Looking at Hunori -well, she ain't hurting the eyes, that's for sure, he wonders. "I don't think a free coffee would be enough for you to tell me your name? You see, my mama always told me to not talk to strangers." He chuckles lightly at that.
Hunori	"Aaaahhh," the girl nods, giving a little grin behind her drink and sipping it with both hands. "And you're wanting to do something other than chocolates and flowers? Fair enough!" His question and comment about mothers had her laughing, shrugging her shoulders. "Seong Hunori...or just 'Hunni' to most people. And yours? I think you might have told me last time but...y'know.." She lifts a hand, miming Lobo's taking flight.
Clint Barton	"Clint," he replies, grinning at the hand gesture and recognizing its meaning. "Nice to meet you properly, Hunni," he says. "I'm still a bit curious about your..." his turn to gesture, his hand brushing over his chest miming Hunni's transformation. "But this ain't the place." He drinks some more coffee, grinning at Hunni. "You know, at this point, I think the only thing that would be a challenge or even fun for her here, would be a computer virus to counter. So might as well consider something else."
Hunori	"It's its own kinda weird, believe me...but it's kinda awesome." Basically a transforming magical girl? That was still pretty strange, but it lets her be a superhero...so... Tilting her head, the girl shrugs her shoulders. "What about you? How did you do the...robin hood thing? Is it a superpower? Or is it a '100 pushups, 100 situps every day' thing?"
Clint Barton	Without talking openly about her powers, he's still curious. "Yeah, I've seen /awesome/," he nods at that, "Though he went poof before I could see what you can do. Maybe someday, or some night in a backstreet?" The mention of his own superpower brings a smile to his face. "No ma'am," he says, "No superpower here, good ol' plain, hard work and skill. And it's minimum 200, not 100." He then suddenly laughs, "And according to *Main Man*, a lot of /testicular fortitude/".
Hunori	"I'm just getting started," she nods, a grin on her face. "Plenty of chances to make a name for myself ahead, that I know!" His answer? It has her laughing, a hand coming to cover her mouth lest she spit her drink before she gives a nod and shrugs. "It's distinct, cool...but don't you worry about running out of..." she pauses, miming the action of drawing back a bow.
Clint Barton	"Well, walking alone at night in a backstreet in Manhattan, you sure are looking for action. As a matter of fact, you /did/ find some." Clint replies, chuckling. "But if you're new at it, you'd best to team up with someone." He's not offering, but she remembers where first they met. It could be a clue, who knows, he might be patrolling around there on insomny nights. "Oh, it will come, some day," he replies matter of factly to the question about the archer gig, "Then I'll find a farm, marry, have kids and all that jazz."